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Vas Captio Mods (vas_captio_mod) wrote in vas_captio_rpg,
@ 2009-06-08 15:57:00

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!complete, day 10, jack sparrow, jean tannen, l lawliet, location: cemetery, location: church, open, tinker bell

Day 10: Church/Cemetery - 1:15pm
Who: OTA
What: Seven point five
When: 1:15pm - 5:00pm
Where: Church/Cemetery
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. The Bibles and hymnals in the holders on the backs of the pews jiggled anxiously in the spot and some of the residents' personal belongings slid off their respective pews and onto the floor. This was brief, although it was only a preview of what was to come less than a moment after everything settled again.

The church, already leaning from age and warped wood, shook with such force when the earthquake hit that the stained glass windows shattered to pieces almost instantaneously. For the lack of stability of the building as it stood, it took no longer than ten seconds for the ceiling to collapse inward completely. Pews split in two, the alter convulsed dangerously in place before toppling into the baptismal, which then fell into a pew, flames still licking the air from the neglected fire built in it as it went.

The walls of the church caved in the direction of the lean, some of the wood splintering and falling in the direction of the cemetery, littering the area even moreso than it already was from the fallen trees and broken headstones. The opposite wall fell into the rubble that was left of the church itself.

As the quake settled, the debris of the building as it had been caught in the fire from the baptismal, crackling angrily and licking at the air of the outdoors for the lack of an actual building remaining there. And then, it was over, save the flames slowly eating away the mess left behind.

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

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Jack Sparrow & Tinker Bell

jack_and_rum
2009-06-23 02:05 pm UTC (link)

Jack watched the little winged woman's eyes seem to swim with the rum she'd drunk and he wondered if his tiny bit hadn't been a great lot to her. Well there was nothing for it now. Gingerly, his fingers splayed slightly as though he might need them for flight at any moment himself, he worked his hands beneath her and scooped her into his palm. He held her between both hands as gently as he could and brought her up closer to eye level.

Eyeing her, his darkly lined eyes squinted. His eyebrows took on a life of their own it seemed with a hundred small variations of a quizzical expression accompanied by quiet hmming sounds as he inspected her from every angle. It was an outlandishly over the top display of paying too much attention to detail with his eyes half crossed part of the time. One of his favorite things to throw people off the idea that he might be as smart as he actually was. Who took a cross-eyed man making faces seriously?

He wondered how she had the energy to keep talking. His brows furrowed almost comically then and he said, "The kracken is an almighty beastie what lives under the sea. It comes to the call of Davy Jones and it can destroy ships with a single grip of its massive jaws. Took me down t'the depths and I ended up here instead of hell. Or maybe this is hell." He glanced around as if checking to see if demons were afoot.

Jack sighed as she coughed again and decided they'd better get moving. "I should really take you to a doctor. Any chance of you knowing the way to said doctor?" He expected she'd been there longer than he had since he hadn't seen her in the motley crew he'd been dumped in a pile with on first arrival. He hoped she had some idea where to go as he began walking away from the burning, collapsed barn, wobbling some as an aftershock set him off balance a bit between headstones.

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