Through destruction and flames eventually something's going to give

[weiss_tank]

[Action 1]

[It's the smell that wakes him more then the sudden transformation of his bed into rubble. The smell of smoke and fire and charred flesh that just makes him sit up with a start, momentarily back in the warehouse before he realizes that he is cold, not hot.

Still, the air makes him cough and choke, and managing to find an old pair of shoes he stands to look for those who shared the house with him.]

Miakis! Omi! Lyon! Lym!

[Action 2]

[Ken's wandering the streets, looking for something, anything useful in trying to figure out what the hell has happened here. He's in danger mode so you may not want to approach him from behind.]

Comments

[weiss-tank.livejournal.com]

Yeah...[Shit, now Ken's thinking of all the horrible stories he's heard about fall out. Lovely.]

At any rate we just gotta deal with it.

[wavewalker]

Right. I think after over a year here I can manage that.

[weiss-tank.livejournal.com]

Sounds good. Stay sharp ok? I doubt this is the last we'll hear of this.

[wavewalker]

Where Tragedy goes, Mercy rarely follows. [ he grins, but there's nothing happy about it. ]

Stay sharp yourself, Ken.

[weiss-tank.livejournal.com]

You got that right Ian, you got that bloody right. I will, see ya later huh?

[wavewalker]

You had better.

[weiss-tank.livejournal.com]

Well, if somethin' tries to eat you, they'll have to get past that outer shell ya got.

[wavewalker]

That and these. [ he waggles his claws ]

[weiss-tank.livejournal.com]

Damn it, I am so fuckin' jealous you got to keep yours.

[wavewalker]

Mine are sort of attached.

[weiss-tank.livejournal.com]

I see that. I'm glad you're friendly that's for sure.

[wavewalker]

Just take care not to get on my bad side, hm?

[weiss-tank.livejournal.com]

Yeah, I know. [He grins back at Ian] Don't get eaten.

[wavewalker]

You too, my friend. You too.

[weiss-tank.livejournal.com]

See ya later man. I still gotta find the kids.