Fire, fire.

[ceoqueen]

who. Anyone and everyone.
what. Fire. Varren. Pyjaks. Varren and pyjaks on fire. Everything on fire.
where. Zeta District.
when. Effective immediately.
warnings. Did we mention fire?

Needless to say, the station has been through some shit in the past week.

First, the water supplies went offline. Then, there was a pyjak infestation. Then, some well-meaning vorcha let loose a bunch of varren to take care of the pyjak problem.

Now, they're setting fire to the surrounding areas to take care of the varren.

The fire has started at one end of the living area and is very swiftly making its way through the district - but lo and behold, finally, the water comes back on! Now, this doesn't mean that everything is fine and dandy all of a sudden. Given the severe lack of engineers working on this problem, the fire can't be put out in its entirety, and will end up spreading far enough to render some of the buildings in the area uninhabitable. There will still be a scant few varren and space monkeys meandering about, but mostly, it's time to worry about not getting burned alive.

How your characters make it through is up to you.

Consider this post the end of the event - and use it as you like to to expand on any threads and CR you might have started. (Also, feel free to backtag as long as you want! We don't mind any of that 'round here.)

Comments

[anarrowtotheeye]

Kengo's shaken; Dun's merely angry at himself for having fallen for the enemy trap. The last time there was a fire ambush and he'd lost three thousand men due to his impatience and short-sightedness. Clenching his fist tightly, his frustration bleeds into his voice as he snaps back at York.

"We're fine, woman. Hayabusa dealt with it."

[mathemagician]

"It detonated in an open area. I made sure that it didn't hit anything else. Don't worry about it." Kengo kept his head forward, trusting Dun to completely watch his back as he worked. It was a trust that he didn't give lightly and one he wasn't even sure he could give to Ryusei at this point.

As he removed the materials from his bag to patch the hole, Kengo had to pause a few times to take a deep breath or shake out his hands, his body still trying to recover from the sudden shock of what had happened. No... He needed to stay focused and finish as soon as possible. Omega was depending on them to get the station running again.

"The damage to the pipe isn't as bad as it looks. It won't be the best looking repair work since we're strapped for time, but I can make it work."

[neverknocks]

"Hey, it doen't have to be pretty as long as we can get that fire out," York says, a little tersely, and she swipes through a few screens on her omni-tool until she's found the nearest location with damage. "Once you're finished up there, I've got the next damage site lined up. I know you're only one pair of hands out there, but the faster you can do this, the better."

She pauses, her lips settling into a frown. "Hey, Dun? I got a name, and it's not woman. Use it next time."

[anarrowtotheeye]

He's definitely on guard right now. His senses are attuned to the environment around him as he scans every inch of the area for any more surprise grenades or even an enemy ambush. Not that he wouldn't welcome a chance to vent out some of his frustration and irritation, but he had Kengo's wellbeing to keep in mind and he's not had the best track record when it comes to making decisions when he's angry.

York's request though sets him slightly on edge, his pride already stung by his mistake. "What's wrong with being called a woman? That's what you are." A comment that might sound OK on pen and paper, but with his temper so riled up at the moment he just comes off as scornful and perhaps, even condescending.

[mathemagician]

Well, they certainly seemed to be getting along well. Kengo kept his attention on the pipe and his mouth shut, not wanting to contribute to the disagreement and figuring his chances were higher of getting snapped at if he bothered putting himself into it in any way. Digging through the bag, Kengo worked quickly to patch the hole up, knowing it would have been much easier to accomplish with a second set of hands, but having Dun at his back was more important than having the other help him.

If he wanted help, he needed someone he didn't have to talk through the process. It was faster to work on his own. Ryusei might have been a welcome addition, but he didn't know how he could have ever asked the other to help him. Not with the way things were between them now.

As soon as he was done, Kengo patted the pipe down, smacking his fist against the sides to make sure the compound would hold, before shoving the supplies back into the bag. "Next."