Event | Satellite | Salvage & Repairs

[ironwood]

Characters: Any and all!
Date: May 22 - 26, 2013
Location: Keeliai, turtleside, ARSHEPHELIOS cluster remains
Situation: The fires are put out and repairs around the city have begun. With life preserved, eyes turn now to what exactly crashed down into the ocean.
Warnings/Rating: Please put CW in your subject lines

Satellite Crash Event

Crash Landing | Salvage Party | Shocking Spectres

Questions | Keeliai | Repairs | Salvage | Other | Oceanside | Shellside | ARSHEPHELIOS-side | Coralside


The majority of fires are reported as under control and repair crews start forming up to bring Keeliai back to her pre-scorched splendour. This is all well and good, but there remains a cluster of debris that crashed into the ocean drawing the attention of salvagers and Foreigners alike. Boats and teams form up and head up to scour the ocean, where the cluster rests upon an expansive and ancient coral formation and can be reached within ten metres of the surface.

Comments

[shorttempered]

[Mark can't help but smile a bit. He thought the kid might like it, but not this much.]

Uh, sure. Got a pen? [Thankfully he's signed a couple autographs before or otherwise that would have been a lot of blank staring as a response.]

[oathwalk]

[Any chance of Richard maintaining dignity has been dashed on the rocks by this gift.]

I— [Richard checks his clothes for a pen. There is a problem with this: his royal raiment does not have pockets.] —do . . . not. [Oh. Well. Life is full of disappointments, like when you don't have a pen when you want it or when your uncle turns out to be a murderous jerk. You just have to accept that. This is Richard's approach.] A signature appears not to be an option. Still, thank you. I am honoured by this.

[He is so sincere about that.]

[shorttempered]

[Seriously? Did you see how fast he got the mask? You think not having a pen on you is going to stop him?

There's a flash and he's back with a pen.] Super speed, remember?

[And oh hey, Mark totally knows that feeling! His dad totally turned out to be a murderous jerk!]

[oathwalk]

[Richard laughs at his own oversight.] Of course! How could I forget? [He isn't even a little bashful about forgetting as he holds out the mask to Mark.] Then, if you would?

[Murderous jerk relations really suck.]

[shorttempered]

Sure. [Signs his name legibly on the side of the mask and hands it back.]

We should, uh, probably get back to work.

[oathwalk]

[And quicker even than the transformation into fanboy, Richard changes back into the person he has been asked to be in a moment. He tucks away the mask, nods in agreement with an,] Of course, [and sets himself back to work. There is nothing like a suggestion of responsibilities to be fulfilled and people to be assisted to get Richard resuming his usual level-headed, friendly-but-somewhat-removed manner.]

[shorttempered]

Let me know when you want to get the next round. I'll take you, it'll be quicker. [And with that he picks up a huge chunk of rock and flies off.]