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Vas Captio Mods (vas_captio_mod) wrote in vas_captio_rpg,
@ 2009-06-08 15:47:00

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!complete, day 10, location: post office, luna lovegood, open, remy lebeau

Day 10: Post Office - 1:15pm
Who: OTA
What: Seven point five
When: 1:15pm - 5:00pm
Where: Post Office
Rating: TBA
Status: Active

The sun was shining high in the sky and a gentle breeze stroked the leaves of the trees, making them, along with the severed stub of rope on the clock face from the day previous sway lazily. It was quiet. Perhaps it was too quiet, for the lack of birds chirping or insects buzzing.

All in all, the day was one of the most pleasant as of yet for the bulk of the involuntary residents of Vas Captio, save, of course, the heat. Maybe it was a bit too hot to be entirely comfortable.

It started small, as most things do. A light shuddering from below made the counters creak and what post office boxes were left open swing slowly on their hinges. The front door groaned and then everything fell silent again.

Suddenly the tiny building shook and rattled to life. The walls protested with loud shrieks as wood splintered. Old crates of packing supplies exploded as they were thrown against the walls and counters full of heavy mailroom equipment went crashing to the floor. All in all, the tiny building did not sustain much structural damage but the front door popped open, its hinges shattering and leaving it wide open for anyone to enter and discover that in the miniscule room behind the post office boxes is a door leading down into a complex underground tunnel system.

Vas Captio was still, again, and silent once more.

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Luna Lovegood & Remy LeBeau

ace_of_clubs
2009-06-09 09:40 pm UTC (link)

It was about thirty-five minutes after the severe earthquake that Remy finally was able to shed the title of 'Hero', having taken their injured to the gym for attention. He'd had to leave behind Edward's leg with the Doctors, which was sort of disappointing. 'Hero' certainly didn't suit Gambit. Sure, he'd lept into a death trap to save three people that he didn't know very well.. and he'd hauled them back, with a hurt ankle and a throbbing shoulder, and then he'd been roped into helping some at the Gym. But he refused to acknowledge that it made him any less of the lying thief he was. He didn't have any real desire to be one of those good-doers from the X-Men, not really. He liked what they stood for, but he was always a different sort of man.

Apparently, not today.

Once he'd finally broken away from the Gym, the Cajun had moved slowly towards the end of town, looking for a quiet spot where he wouldn't be guilted into helping more helpless people. But one thing that had drawn his attention immediately was that the door of the Post Office was open.. the red-head slowed his pace when he saw it and crept forward, as if it was going to bite him if he moved too quickly. After talking to L'initié, he was definitely more curious about exactly what was going on here. So when he finally circled around that open door, one hand resting on the edge of the door and gripping it tightly, while the other came to rest on the door frame, he was peering inside, eyes narrowed just some.

The Cajun, really, didn't look as bad as most. Ripped pants (just at the knees) with a bit of dried blood.. and really, that was it. He'd gotten off very lucky. Just some soreness left over. But none of that even phased Remy. In fact, he'd forgotten all of his aches and pains once he saw the open door, peeking out from behind the fallen boxes.

He let out a slow breath. That was the way out. He'd been right about this place. This Post Office was the key. But he only got one foot over the thresh-hold before he was interrupted.

Again.

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