august mingle;

[thecommissary]

This is the general mingle log for August. Feel free to post open top levels for: new arrivals, job duties, general hanging out in common spaces, bonding with your block, and anything else you can think of. There will not be a catch all for the event, so you can put event starters here or in their own separate log!

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[souille]

[ She glances up at where he's pointing, if anything looking even more alarmed. ]

Is it a hurricane?

[violenti]

In Montana? No.

[ Rook rubs uncomfortably at the back of his neck, and scrubs his hand through his hair. ]

It's the end of the damn world.

[souille]

[ She wants to make some retort, but she can tell from his tone that he's deadly serious. Her own panic gives way to a more muted terror that came with the scale of what he's telling her, and she pales. ]

You're serious, aren't you?

[violenti]

[ He nods miserably, and for a few moments, that's all he offers. Finally, though: ] I wish I wasn't. I saw them, though. The bombs. Drove through the fucking hellfire that followed.

[souille]

So what, we- we're just stuck here?

[ Until she woke up, at least. She wasn't sure if this was a better or worse alternative than being in prison. ]

[violenti]

[ Another silent nod. ]

It's better than the alternative.

[souille]

This is your 'place', right? Like mine was the forest and my dad's cabin.

[ It was the only thing that made sense to her. ]

[violenti]

[ Rook gives her a slightly bewildered look. ]

My 'place'? [ The forest and her dad's cabin... that sounds nostalgic- Rook sure as shit holds no nostalgia for this place. ]

[souille]

Yeah. I keep going there when I fall asleep. Sometimes other people from jail are there too.

[ She doesn't like to think too hard about how she could end up in someone else's, it makes her brain hurt. ]

[violenti]

...Huh. [ He hasn't spoken to anyone about his dreams, or anyone to him. ]

That- I don't even know how that would work- not that I have a better explanation. But yeah, I guess this is 'my place'. Wish my brain had picked just about anywhere but here.

[souille]

Me too. [ She again says a little sharply, really not relishing being trapped in the nuclear apocalypse, though her tone then softens as she feels bad for reprimanding him about something he doesn't have any control over. ] It would be nice to have ended up somewhere that wasn't worse than prison.

[violenti]

[ Rook just kind of accepts the harsh words, and seems more surprised by the softer tone that follows. ]

Yeah.

[ But there's not much he can do about his situation, so he turns the topic as dust filters from the ceiling and the lights flicker once more. ] What's your dad's cabin like? The forest?