#sunken.start

"Come little one, come ..." she called from time to time keeping up the tune and the same good humor.

For the first time in a long while, she was happy that her head wasn't exploding inside. Although there were many questions she had over the explosion, over this strange feeling ...Finding a scared dog was a priority.

"Well, you're not the one I was looking for..." Ahri said after bumping against someone, for she was busy looking at the corners around, "Have you seen a little dog or heard a bark nearby? Heard it responds by Winnie"

It was difficult to cope with. Everything he had known, everything he had believed had been destroyed in one night. All of it just gone... and then the church had exploded. Oh if he could have his way he'd be off this island in an instant. Not forever, his family was here and he'd never walk away from that. But a week... that might be too long, two nights, definitely two nights.

There he sat on a bench, soaking in the first few rays of very early summer as he people watched. The island people were from all walks of life - not even taking into account the supernatural population. It was one of the things he loved most about his home.

He took a bite from his sandwhich just as a very sad-looking pigeon came hopping up in front of him. "You're making me feel guilty." He spoke aloud to the bird, a smirk playing on his lips as the bird tilted its head cluelessly at him. "Okay - fine." He broke off the corner of the crust and tossed it down for the darn thing. "Happy now?"

for : open

Penny had already used the few bags of liquor she'd managed to grab from the bar to set up behind the book checkout counter, pouring shots of whiskey for those who needed a bit of liquid courage. She took a quick shot of her own, moving infront of the counter. "Bar's closed for now guys, we don't need y'all getting all roudy and beatin' the shit out of eachother." She narrowed her eyes at some regulars who were known for stirring up trouble.

"I've never seen a storm like this - ever. If there are Gods, they're pissed about something."

How did she came here? You'd think it was the storm, but really, just a few moments ago, the notice of the shelters was revealed, people freaked out and unfortunately Ahri wasn't that tall. In the panic she ended up dragged all the way to the town hall. Not only she had to wait, she also had to share the same space with humans! Worst of all? Winnie was clearly out there.

'Not to mention the birds and all the other animals who are seeking shelter on places that might go down.'

The ebony haired fairy was already working in her escape plan, but until then, she stared with furrowed brows towards a window, trying to avoid as many strangers as she could to no avail. Internally blaming witches or whoever was behind this storm.

Then, those close footsteps. "I heard there are blankets somewhere over there". the fairy pointed at a random wall, her head didn't had space over trivialities, "Other than that, what is it?"

Like the calm before the storm.

Rose Cloyd entered the mysterious harbor from the latest batch of tourists and now she resting her back against a tree, drinking the milkshake the salesman was so kind to offer as a gift. With newspaper on hand reading the recent news regarding the chaotic event.

No matter how many times humans tried to excede themselves, technology was too difficult to understand. Paper and ink never seemed to fail. Rose barely had a sip when she almost spilled her drink, almost laughing at the report. 'Gas leak'

"They never learn." she said amused while she kept reading, "You'd believe they would come with something more creative, but...what's with the cloaks?"

Honestly this island was utterly exhausting. He'd only come here as it was somewhere he hadn't been before, and he needed a break from someone thinking he looked familiar. That was definitely easier before cameras. But a new place should have been easy to adjust to, over the years he had done it countless times, there hadn't been an exploding church before though.