PLOT: WISE SNAKE'S EMERGENCE

[theearth]

Who: OPEN.
When: March 9th, Sunday, daylight hours.
Where: The business district of Locke City.
What: An enormous snake monster is pissed.
Warnings: Violence.

[The alien explodes silently - but it explodes.

First in a small cloud of hot (rose-scented) gas - those there to watch its final moments will want to step back.

A ripple in the air pulses - heavily - from where it once was, with absolutely no sound and color, but penetrating force. Anyone standing within two miles of the point of origin will feel a push, with those closest guaranteed to be knocked off their feet and temporarily dazed. Cars swerve and crash. Staff in the nearest office buildings launch into disarray. There’s no shielding from the blast - it can be felt through walls, through structures, in the air, and underground.

And it is felt underground.

The entire business district starts to shake, abruptly, jarred to a stir by some movement. It rises over the span of a long half-a-minute to the magnitude of December’s earthquake.

Tuning Towers experiences the worst of it - windows are smashing and objects are shaking loose and falling from the upper floors.

It finally ends - with screaming - as the head of an enormous pink snake breaks the lobby floor.

It flows its way quickly out of the hole it’s made, breaks itself another hole ever so politely through the main entrance doors, which were not meant to accommodate a twenty-foot-tall-and-wide exitor, and as it draws the last of its tail out after it, the quaking dies down.

It’s now roaring its way through the streets of Locke City’s business district - all several hundred meters of Wise Snake, emerged in the flesh (or stone?).

No regard for the walls of buildings, streetlamps, civilians, stopped and blindly pulled-over vehicles, anything else on its course - in a frantically-awakened, unrestricted rampage.]



[ OOC: This is part two of the Season 1's finale. The first - the assault on the farmhouse - is here; pertinent plot posts one and two. ]

Comments

[youngestone]

Nope. Elf came an' helped him. No stitches?

[lordofimladris]

No stitches necessary. You should still be careful and rest as much as possible.

[Eliot doesn't notice now pointy ears as he sets aside swaps and grabs bandages.]

[youngestone]

[Killian does. He points weakly]

Hey, ears. They're pointy.

[lordofimladris]

Ears? [Eliot isn't sure what he's talking about until he reaches up to touch one of his ears.]

That's strange, I don't remember that happening.

[youngestone]

Elves keep savin' me.

[He's really loopy and probably needs a juicebox, can you tell?]

I dunno why. But hey, ears!

[lordofimladris]

I can't imagine a reason why anyone, Elf or not, wouldn't save you.

[Eliot doesn't have juice but he does hand him a cup of water, it's the best they can do.]

How's the pain? It shouldn't get infected now but still, keep an eye on it.

[youngestone]

Hurts like a bitch.

[He takes the water, downing half of it in a gulp and spilling the rest]

Thank God my athelas is back at Shou's, s'all I'm gonna say

[lordofimladris]

It will get better.

[Eliot knelt to try to help Killian with the water, smiling gently as he takes the empty cup.]

Yes, I can prepare some for you, it will help the wound heal quicker.

[youngestone]

An' it smells good. Tastes good, too, 'specially in tea.

[He's starting to doze off, finally, now that the pain and fear of death is passing]

Stupid metal...

[lordofimladris]

[Eliot makes sure Killian is comfortable, the wound bound as he stands.]

Get some rest, Killian, I'll check in on you later.