[MINGLE] Great Shakes

[sixthiteration]

WHO: EVERYBODY
WHERE: EVERYWHERE
WHEN: 13 July (afternoon, main quake) - 14 July (morning, last aftershocks)
OPEN TO: ALL - MINGLE
WARNINGS: Potential injuries, PTSD, and anxiety

---

The sun is still high when the earth begins its initial, almost benign sway, but seasoned villagers know well enough that what follows will be far from gentle. Vibrations ramp up swiftly, exponentially, until within the space of a few seconds, the whole world is shaking — Dishes pinging down from shelves, young trees sifting free of the earth, shingles dislodging and tumbling like rain.

After 20 seconds, the worst is done, and after 30 the shaking has ebbed completely. Some will have escaped relatively unscathed, but others will not have been so lucky...

...and the aftershocks are still to come.

Comments

[demonic_divinity]

Vergil had only come out of the inn once the shakes stopped. Mostly flying down the steps wanting to be outside the items he pilfered in hand as he came out for air and a hand to his chest. This wasn't the now normal pains he was growing used to... it was anxiety. Something also so strange to a hybrid like him.

It took a moment before Gilbert chasing the animal's caught his attention. Turning his head that direction he saw the woman on the ground. He moved towards her, someone else beat him to the woman. The dog caught his attention again as he watched how it efficiently gathered the animals.

It was a few minutes later that Vergil watched them, he only approched once the sheep were back in the school out. "Are you alright? He asked standing a respectable distance still holding his books. He should have asked sooner, but seeing someone else helping the woman, and being curious of such a skilled dog he had gotten distracted.

[thekittenqueen]

She had managed to pull herself together and compose herself, thanks to Danny's help. The shakes seemed to be a constant in the village, but even with this awareness, she wasn't able stomach when it actually happened. No matter how often she felt she had moved past her death, the Others found a way to bring her back to that point.

With her animals secured and Gilbert back at her side, she glanced over at the new arrival, having only seen his face once in the village. His hair was noteworthy, reminding her of the Targaryens, but well aware others from different worlds could have similarities but not be the same.

"I am." She answered softly. "I always forget when we enter into the season when earthquakes occur. Somehow they still catch me off guard." She did her best to smile and bring some levity into her heart. "Was this your first one here? You're new, I believe?"

[demonic_divinity]

Danny was a hero. Vergil barely knew the man and he already reguarded him in esteem. Not many would drop what their doing to help one in an emotional breakdown. Not in his world anyway. Seeing the man repeat the same action with the pretty woman, sealed the fact he was a good person in Vergil's mind.

Part of him expected to be ignored, he was knew, and she had clearly just went through something horrible, but she spoke and he offered an uneasy smile. After all, the world just shook under their feet. It could happen again. He reached up tucking his hair back again before offering a moved his free hand when he spoke. He was the type that made gestures when they spoke.

"I'm glad to hear it, that was quiet frightening." He was pretty much human now, everything could kill him, thus more worrying. "Do they come at certain seasons?" He asked curiously, almost tempted to open his new journal an jot a note, but not yet. "Yes, indeed it was, and I am new as well. My name's Vergil Sparda." At some point, he had dropped his adopted parents name for him, and took his birth name back, adding his father's name as his family name.

[thekittenqueen]

It would have bruised her pride to know that someone saw how quickly her emotions broke down towards hysteria. Whatever she might have learned here, there was still the instinctual part of her that didn't want to reveal more than was needed. It was not the sort of game she had played all of her life and there was still safety in control, now that so much else was taken from her.

"They come whenever the Observers decide they should." It was certainly during specific seasons, but she didn't fool herself into believing that they could be tracked. "They don't occur during the winter, only when the weather becomes warm." But how long until that was changed?

"Margaery Tyrell." She murmured back at him, wrapping her arms across her chest. Her effusive personality was set aside for now, leaving her on guard for what he might have seen and what she had felt.