EVENT LOG: BOTTOM OF THE RIVER

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EVENT LOG:
BOTTOM OF THE RIVER

characters: everyone.
location: everywhere.
date/time: april 15-30.
content: preparation begins, and rain falls.
warnings: n/a. please cw tags appropriately.

an early warning: april 15-17

When someone goes to check the readings at the weather station in mid-April, they notice something - an immense low-pressure system incoming in just a few short days. Looks like rain on the horizon, although it isn’t immediately clear how long it will last or how much will fall - but it seems like spring has come to Beacon, and April showers bring May flowers, right?

Better get to work.

into the water: april 18-30

Thick clouds obscure the light from the stars. The air grows thick with humidity, and soon, showers begin to fall. It’s gentle at first - a pleasant sound as the drops hit the earth and tap out patterns on the roofs.

This only lasts an hour or two before the heavens seem to open up, letting loose sheets of pounding rain that make it hard to see more than twenty feet ahead of you. The sound is immense and deafening, and you find yourself shouting over the noise as you scramble to make the last of your modifications, find your friends, and take shelter.

Within days, the water falling constantly off of the edges of the rooftops has begun to dig trenches in the soil, and the river swells and overtakes its own banks. Town becomes a moving stream of water that threatens to knock you over and take you with it, and entire sections of Beacon are cut off from each other as you find yourself unable to cross the former banks of the rivers even through flight. Torches get swept away, bridges collapse, and buildings begin to crumble.

Were you prepared?

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Comments

[catholicisms]

I hope you're right.

( Matt has spent some of his time doing preparations, as much as he can. there's only so much a blind guy can manage. even a blind guy with super senses from a radioactive spill in the middle of midtown. there's only so much they can do — there's only so much any of them can do. Matt feels woefully unprepared for the storm to come, and what can they really do?

all they can hope for is to wear through it, and that enough of Beacon will remain standing after.

Matt has kept up with their patrols, but now that the rain is starting to fall, the point of them is quickly starting to fade. )

I need to get back to the church. ( that's where his tree spirit is lingering, and that's where he intends to be until the storm gets too bad to linger. )

[policier]

( There isn't enough time to reinforce every building, that is true. Even with the entirety of Beacon working throughout the day, it still wouldn't be enough. How much progress will they lose at the end of all this? And how much will it set them back in their battle to stop the World Eaters?

Javert frowns as he considers all this, his arms crossed and his eyes watching the rain. After several moments, he pushes away from the window, trailing water behind him as he moves toward the center of the room. )

If it does not dissipate soon, we will go. I won't allow you to make the journey on your own.

( Not because he's blind, but because he's become too valuable to lose. He's a reliable patrol partner, and Javert would not wish to find another. )

[catholicisms]

( all good questions, though sadly none of them have any obvious answers. they have never had enough supplies, and the breadth between what resources they needed to properly prepare for the flood and what they'd actually had on hand was uncomfortably vast. it's taken months, nearly a year, to cobble together the lives they were living now. what would be left after the worst of the flooding was over?

it was a battle they'd fight when they came to it. as it was now, all they could do was wait for the rain to stop. )

How long is it supposed to last? ( it's hard to tell whether he means the squall they're in now or the flooding to come. maybe he means both. )

[policier]

Three days, at least.

( He doesn't know anymore than that, and it's irritating. To have had warning at all is perhaps in itself a blessing, but Javert despises the uncertainty of it. He doesn't wish to stay inside any longer than he has to, hence why he was outside, doing one last patrol of the town before the storm hit. )

Let us hope it is not much longer than that. I do not wish to remain idle when there is work to be done.

( He hates being chained to a desk, on his tablet, conducting paperwork. A scowl forms across his face. )

[catholicisms]

( Matt doesn't know much more than that, either. all he really knows is that there's going to be enough rain that it's likely that they'll have some flooding. that doesn't particularly do much to define how much they can expect, or if any of their preparations are going to prove to be enough.

there's little Matthew hates more than not knowing.

he stares off unseeingly at the rain falling around them, and if it weren't such a foreboding reminder, it'd almost seem pleasant. a spot of spring rain. almost gentle as it misted across the foreground. it's not like to stay so mild for long. )

I just hope we've done enough. ( on one hand, Matt knows they probably couldn't possibly have done any more. that won't make it much easier if it turns out it was still not enough. )