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Echoes in a Void
"Good morning passengers, today is day twenty of the month of Horseshoe." The day begins normally at least. Passengers wake in their bed, perhaps get up, begin to start their morning.
It is perhaps less than an hour after waking that the first problems occur, turbulence making the train shake and roll. It's not quite bad enough to throw most sure footed passengers off their feet, but it is not very pleasant. Anyone near the window will notice the void looks different. The colours are bolder and shift more violently than usual.
"Passengers of the Voidtrecker Express, please brace yourselves for a Voidstorm." The announcement is not that useful, but a moment later the ICPs all show a message.
The void continues to shift and swirl, violent and mesmerising.
Outside
It might be that the strange effects of the void draw them to the windows, or it might be that they hear a voice. A friend, a lover, a mother. Calling them. Soft and sweet, high and playful.
Join us. It's tempting, faces show in the void outside, pleading and cajoling. Passengers might even see places, a home, a land long lost. Just outside, not out of reach at all. All they have to do is join them, enter the chaos of the void. Or at least stay close, watch through the windows, stare into the void...
Inside
The shapes outside the train are not the worrying thing, as the storm progresses people will start noticing that the train seems fuller than usual. An empty carriage becomes full in a moment, people eating and playing or reading. A friend passengers thought long gone walking down the corridor towards them. Or perhaps it is not a voidtrecker that they know, but a stranger in uniform going about their business, seemingly normal until they pass through them, leaving them chilled and weak.
They gravitate towards those who are alone, following them, gathering around them, sapping them of energy.
Safety in Numbers
Sticking together is the safest course of action. Being together, physical contact or just shared activities will make the echoes leave them alone. Start a game, encourage a beanbag reading circle. Anything to keep people distracted and together.
Stay strong, Voidtreckers, the storm shall soon pass.
(OOC: Here is the ooc information for this event. This post can be used as a catch all, or you can start your own posts set during this time.)
It is perhaps less than an hour after waking that the first problems occur, turbulence making the train shake and roll. It's not quite bad enough to throw most sure footed passengers off their feet, but it is not very pleasant. Anyone near the window will notice the void looks different. The colours are bolder and shift more violently than usual.
"Passengers of the Voidtrecker Express, please brace yourselves for a Voidstorm." The announcement is not that useful, but a moment later the ICPs all show a message.
The void continues to shift and swirl, violent and mesmerising.
Outside
It might be that the strange effects of the void draw them to the windows, or it might be that they hear a voice. A friend, a lover, a mother. Calling them. Soft and sweet, high and playful.
Join us. It's tempting, faces show in the void outside, pleading and cajoling. Passengers might even see places, a home, a land long lost. Just outside, not out of reach at all. All they have to do is join them, enter the chaos of the void. Or at least stay close, watch through the windows, stare into the void...
Inside
The shapes outside the train are not the worrying thing, as the storm progresses people will start noticing that the train seems fuller than usual. An empty carriage becomes full in a moment, people eating and playing or reading. A friend passengers thought long gone walking down the corridor towards them. Or perhaps it is not a voidtrecker that they know, but a stranger in uniform going about their business, seemingly normal until they pass through them, leaving them chilled and weak.
They gravitate towards those who are alone, following them, gathering around them, sapping them of energy.
Safety in Numbers
Sticking together is the safest course of action. Being together, physical contact or just shared activities will make the echoes leave them alone. Start a game, encourage a beanbag reading circle. Anything to keep people distracted and together.
Stay strong, Voidtreckers, the storm shall soon pass.
(OOC: Here is the ooc information for this event. This post can be used as a catch all, or you can start your own posts set during this time.)
C
Della stood by him, the most quiet and as glum as Senku had ever seen her - she gently puts a hand on his shoulder.
"... Has not been the best time on the train, huh."
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He startled when she touched his shoulder, as though he hadn't been expecting anyone to touch him, because he hadn't, and he looked at her.
"It's...fine." Senku said, a little strained.
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He said things like that, as a way to protect himself from his own feelings, and maybe to bury them.
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"I guess. I'll be missing him forever, he's already dead and gone." Senku responded with a sigh.
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Then she threw both arms around the boy, giving him a tight squeeze.
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It wasn't that she didn't mean well, he knew that, which was why he was trying to be nice about asking her to let go of him.
"I know. He died a long time ago, and I've known for awhile so it shouldn't be an issue anymore."
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"I guess. I don't really know, my dad is the first person I lost who was close to me." Senku responded.
"And while there are things I would like to say to him..." Many things, actually, now that he couldn't. He didn't think the last time they spoke would be the last time. "Unfortunately that won't happen."
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"Mostly...I owe him thanks." Senku murmured. "For making things a little easier for me. And for keeping his promise to get me something cool from going to space."
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"... I'm sure he knew it all, deep down."
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"I don't know about that. Maybe." Senku responded with a soft sigh and a shrug. "He came back from the ISS with the other astronauts and they repopulated the planet, at least as much as I'm sure it's humanly possible to do with what sounded like a bit of a disaster."
"Most people will get their families back someday, but my dad lived his life and died already. There's no waking him up." He murmured.
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"I miss him anyway." He admitted, running a hand through his hair.
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"It's not so bad, missing people I know I can see again when I get back. I can deal with that. We've been apart before, it's part of strategy sometimes, but there isn't an option to see him again. That's what bothers me the most. If anyone else died...I'd feel the same way." As it was, he agonized over Tsukasa, but much less so now that he knew his future was certain.
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Byakuya had been his number one cheerleader, which was just embarrassing. Who can say that about their parent?
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"At least, I mean, it sounds from the hundred tales that he had a decent enough life. It was hard but, I mean, life in my world is pretty hard as it is. He would've found fun anyway. That's what he did."