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dive_logs2012-02-19 10:20 pm
keepsthefire) wrote in dive_logs2012-02-19 10:20 pm
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Who: Rin Okumura, Ratchet, Alec Edwards, ??? [Later: Haku Yowane, Dart Volgue, Yukio Okumura]
What: A very cold and rude awakening from the end of the world
When: Feb 19th, mid-day on
Where: Meria
Fuck it was freezing. Beyond freezing. That kind of cold where you swore your bones were going to freeze inside and leave you a statue in the barren white wasteland that created the cold.
Rin grumbled to himself as he slowly picked up one foot in front of the other, up to his mid-calves in the hard packed snow that only gave when he brought his foot down on it. His tail was wrapped underneath his tattered shirt for whatever warmth he could manage from it, and on his back was a barely conscious Lombax.
All around them, whiteness seemed to stretch out for miles with the wind only whipping up more white, blocking any sense of vision from further out than a few hundred feet. As much as Rin could resist and regenerate from, he was already starting to feel a heaviness sinking in to his lungs and dragging weariness down in to his bones even more than the cold itself. Ratchet was still breathing, but barely, and at this rate they would be lucky if they survived another few hours.
Was this hell? Had Chaosmon succeeded in destroying everything, including them? He didn't know. He just knew that he had to keep going, keep moving, and hope to whatever deity was listening that something would take pity on a half frozen half demon and a Lombax.
What: A very cold and rude awakening from the end of the world
When: Feb 19th, mid-day on
Where: Meria
Fuck it was freezing. Beyond freezing. That kind of cold where you swore your bones were going to freeze inside and leave you a statue in the barren white wasteland that created the cold.
Rin grumbled to himself as he slowly picked up one foot in front of the other, up to his mid-calves in the hard packed snow that only gave when he brought his foot down on it. His tail was wrapped underneath his tattered shirt for whatever warmth he could manage from it, and on his back was a barely conscious Lombax.
All around them, whiteness seemed to stretch out for miles with the wind only whipping up more white, blocking any sense of vision from further out than a few hundred feet. As much as Rin could resist and regenerate from, he was already starting to feel a heaviness sinking in to his lungs and dragging weariness down in to his bones even more than the cold itself. Ratchet was still breathing, but barely, and at this rate they would be lucky if they survived another few hours.
Was this hell? Had Chaosmon succeeded in destroying everything, including them? He didn't know. He just knew that he had to keep going, keep moving, and hope to whatever deity was listening that something would take pity on a half frozen half demon and a Lombax.
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