[network; Day 442] @betterhalf; It's been a blast. [open] [No Warnings yet]

[darkincrement]

[ Anyone in the bunker will hear the explosion. A few moments later, there will be a message popping up on the network. ]

You're welcome for a new room of mold to explore, a hallway of doors, and another locked door.

[ After a bit, there will be pictures to download. One of them include what remains of Gabriel's tablet. ]

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@beyonce | video

[thewarningafter]

[It's a snowhell miracle and Stephen's real excited for all you bunker people who have a chance of survival now, but first things first:]

Did Gabriel make it out? Is he alright?

@betterhalf; text

[darkincrement]

So far.
Might not be for long if he continues doing things on his own.

[thewarningafter]

That strikes me as being true for a lot of us at this point in our lives. Is he with you now?

[darkincrement]

He is.

[ Looking up from his tablet to just tilt his head at Gabriel. Hey buddy, want to talk to one of the dumbasses you're attached to? ]

[termineur]

[ Despite the complaints Vanitas is making (he's literally reading over your shoulder, buddy), Gabriel nods when their eyes meet. Yes, he'd love to talk- he makes sure that it gets switched to video rather than audio, and gives Stephen a big grin. ]

Hey. Winter's program did it. The door is toast. And yeah, there's more mold- what a surprise.

[ Stephen will be able to note that there's not a scratch on him. Gabriel made it through that whole thing fine. ]

[darkincrement]

[ Good. He's making sure Gabriel gets a good view of his screen to see it.

But he does hand the tablet over and just leans against Gabriel for the moment. He's being quiet a quiet dark critter. Have at it you two. ]

[thewarningafter]

[Stephen's gaze flicks over Gabriel, looking for injury, then more briefly at Vanitas.]

Oh good. Here I was beginning to feel concerned we'd run out our supply of it.

[termineur]

[ There's more dirt than usual, and maybe a small scratch or two on his hands. Other than the standard Norfinbury emaciation, though, he honestly seems to be doing better than most of the town. His enthusiasm helps.

He briefly looks to the side to smile when Vanitas leans against him, and bumps him very lightly with his shoulder. It's an acknowledgment, at this point. ]

I know, right? I don't know if we have anything to clean it, even, but- man, I could not care less about that right now.

Other people have gone ahead already. I'm sure we'll hear back about it soon. -although probably tomorrow. Thanks, mold.

[ He looks down and shakes his head, grinning. He feels full of energy he didn't know he even could have, anymore. They're not at the end yet. After the past few days, that's the sort of hope he needed. ]

[darkincrement]

[ There's a part of him that just wants to smack Gabriel for how happy he is, but also... he's happy and that's a good thing.

Friendship is still a mistake.

He'll look at the screen a moment before huffing out a breath. He's in one piece, just tired because Gabriel needs a child leash. ]

I'm sure they'll make themselves useful and clean it up.

[ Offering that bit before he nudges Gabriel back lightly with his own shoulder. He's still mad but he'll deal. Maybe he'll lick all the candy bars in retaliation. ]

[thewarningafter]

You didn't spend too long in it?

[Gabriel isn't actively dying in front of him, which should answer that question, but Stephen worries.]

[termineur]

[ This one was, at least, a very low chance of anything bad actually happening to Gabriel. If it did, though, he didn't want Vanitas near it. He'll accept the candy bar punishment if absolutely necessary, Vanitas.

He's just so, so happy this worked. And it was him that made it happen- well, a lot of people did, including mostly Winter. But it was his tablet. It feels good to have made such an impact. ]

No, no. Just a couple minutes. You know me, I wasn't gonna linger. And it wasn't any heavier than the other rooms.

[darkincrement]

[ And Vanitas wouldn't have let him be alone that long, but he's not going to say that out loud.

No comments from him this time. ]

[thewarningafter]

Good. And see that you don't. There might be more of it on the other side.

[He manages a faint smile.]

I'm glad. For all of you.

[Those in the bunker, he means, who have some chance of getting through to whatever the last stage of this looks like before the town loses power.]

[termineur]

[ His smile fades noticeably at the last bit Stephen mentions. Damn, he really wants to see them in person again. He tries not to let the mood shift, at least. ]

Yeah.

Keep working on getting over here. We never know what we're going to find. It's the center of town, after all- there's probably at least a space heater.

[thewarningafter]

[That startles a little laugh out of Stephen even as he feels tears threatening. He doesn't want to die out here; he just knows it's the most likely outcome.]

Punch Robert Miller for me and take it from him, will you?

[darkincrement]

Just a punch?

[termineur]

Yeah, think there'll be more than that.

[ He looks a little wistful, oddly enough. ]

But we will. That's a promise.

You stay warm, Stephen. At least until we can bring you that space heater.

@totheark; text; night 442

[0thingsonmymind]

iwill
come

@betterhalf; text

[darkincrement]

Got it.

text

[0thingsonmymind]

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[darkincrement]

Think it's parts will be useful?

[0thingsonmymind]

may be

theremust be
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[darkincrement]

True.
Maybe connect it to one of the computers here.

[0thingsonmymind]

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*They can scrap her for parts once they get her down.*

@Mnemosyne; voice

[bookofnope]

[So accidental voice posts are so 2012, but Beckett was set to respond in voice anyway, and then he reads the Forbidden Word. The M Word. And. Yannow. It slips out.]

Fuck.

@betterhalf; text

[darkincrement]

Don't feel up to a reunion just yet?