Tom Sully Jr. (tom_jr) wrote in spinningcompass, @ 2016-02-22 12:59:00 |
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Entry tags: | !plot, jake sully (big/kid), tom sully jr |
Who: Tom Sully jr and open to whoever's at the Sully house
When: Early Monday morning
Where: Sully house
What: Thunderbolts and lightning, very very frightening me! (also, some fire)
Rating: freaky
Tommy wasn't happy as he stood outside, examining the inside of his telescope by magelight. He'd thought perhaps someone had been messing about with it, putting something across the main lens, but there was nothing on it at all and he couldn't find anything obscuring it magically either. He closed it back up and took another look through it. It was working perfectly, but it just wasn't letting him see anything.
So he gestured sharply to cut off his magelight, and looked to the sky once his eyes had adjusted, and frowned.
The stars were gone.
That made no sense! "Don't be stupid," he muttered, "calm down. Maybe it's just got really cloudy." It shouldn't have been, the weather had been clear for the last while, but maybe it was. It didn't look like it was cloudy - no moonlight lighting it up from behind or glow from the city to show clouds floating about and getting in the way of his view. Weird.
He grabbed his phone out of his pocket and tried to check the network, but nothing would go through. Huh. He went back into the house, and turned on the under-counter lights so he could go make coffee; going through the automatic motions of making a pot of coffee should calm him down and let him think things through. Except the lights didn't work. And neither did the main lights. The microwave clock wasn't glowing softly, and the outside light wasn't working either.
He muttered a spell and gestured to let it activate, and his magelight floated up to the ceiling, so he could see where he was going again. Anchoring it up there, he shut his eyes and let himself feel where the wires were throughout the house. There were no fuses blown, nothing had overloaded or anything like that. There was just... no electricity flowing through them. Power cut? That could explain why the network was down, but not the lack of stars.
Pushing as hard as he could, he went back outside and tried to see if he could pick up any electricity anywhere, but there was nothing. Right up until a bolt of lightning struck the grass about a hundred meters from the house. His senses reeled from the combination of the brightness of the bolt, the loudness of the thunder and the feel of so much power discharging itself while he was tuned into searching for that exact same thing. Slumping against the house, it took him a good couple of minutes to get himself back together enough to stand up straight again, and then he realized that the light he could now see was burning grass. "Fire," he muttered, sagging back against the wall again, before forcing himself to stagger over to the back door. He winced a bit at the thought of waking the little kids, but still yelled "FIRE!" into the house before heading down to the grass to try and snuff it out with magic.