[OPEN] I'm in here

[immobileyes]

Who: Mary Kozakura (immobileyes) and YOU
When: IC 2/27-3/01
Where: Residential District, right by the not-so-standing apartments
What: Mary tries to dig up things from her fallen apartment over the course of a few days, success is varied
Rating/Warning: None!

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[ It was hard enough, waiting for the water level to go down enough so that Mary could return to where her apartment was (had been) without risk of drowning. Seto's hoodie, the jacket Hiro had given her... they were the only things she'd been able to find at the time, but now she can search for anything remaining from their apartment.

So feel free to come across a tiny teenager over the afore-mentioned days, getting drizzled on and trying to pry up pieces of the smaller rubble - and HNNNNNGHing at the bigger pieces of debris that she can't budge at all - as she hunts about. The stuffed animal she'd received from Lily is gone, the headband from Kaoru and Shiho has been twisted and bent beyond repair when she miraculously finds that... the dried flowers, from the bouquet Elza had given her... no sign of them. All of her tea...

Mary almost wants to cry, but not yet. She just keeps looking.

And don't be alarmed if she seems worn-out when you see her. It's not some weird elemental effect, she's just terrible at stamina. ]

Comments

[coexistent]

[roxas is just passing through the area on his way back to his (somehow, miraculously still-standing) apartment. it doesn't really bother him much to have to pass through the wreckage now that it seems like everyone has been rescued from it; though it's a bit unsettling, he just accepts it for what it is.

and really, that's all he plans to do until he spots someone familiar out of the corner of his eye.]

Mary? [he states quietly, inquisitively under his breath. what's she doing? isn't that dangerous? it seems pretty dangerous, and she looks pretty tired. so of course, he's going to approach. he can't just leave a friend alone like this, even if he doesn't know what's going on.]

...Mary? [he'll say it again when she's in earshot, this time obviously directed at her.] What are you doing?

[apologetically]

[It doesn't take long for Julian to notice that Mary's missing (or at least, somewhere other than in his vicinity), so he nervously sets out in search of her because really, everything terrible apparently happens in Cerealia and he's worried about her!! He's bundled in a long raincoat to avoid the shivery sensation of rain dripping down his tail, even though the coat won't save him from another spontaneous flood... Still, he pushes on half-determinedly, half-frightened until he sees Mary at working amidst the rubble.]

Mary? [For a moment he just hovers in place, as if afraid that a single step in between the rubble will send him hurtling into a hidden sinkhole, but he takes a deep breath and approaches anyway.] You forgot your umbrella...

[He trails off as he reaches her, looking down at her with part alarm and part curiosity. She looks super tired??? He extends the umbrella over so it covers her, and then anxiously] Are you alright?

[theshiningone]

[It was safe to say that Hiro was horribly used to post apocalyptic situations like this. But that wasn't to say that it never gotten any easier to deal with. His apartment was trashed and he didn't have too much valuable stuff that was ruined. Thankfully, he managed to keep Mary's cape and somehow that stupid dildo that CERES given him was perfectly untouched...

Either way, he was taking his time to hunt for any unseen survivors in the rubble or lend anyone an extra hand that needed to gather supplies. And, ah... He saw a familiar someone shuffling through the rubble right now. Hiro quietly approaches Mary from behind with a great big-]

BOO!!!

[deontology]

[Well, soaked puffballs are pretty distinctive. When he spies Mary working herself to death digging through the rubble, he naturally has to stride over.

It's another few moments of observation before finally:]

You should not do things like this on your own.

[yourfononsarewhack]

[A certain colonel happens to be in the area on the last day. He's feeling a bit more tired than usual, but he has been trying to make rounds of the ruined buildings with some level of regularity.

Then he spots a tiny teenager trying to work her way through the rubble, and he sighs as he looms near, pressing his fingers to his forehead.]

My, my. You may as well try to put the room back together while you're at it.

[sewayaku]

... You shouldn't overexert yourself, Mary.

[ not surprisingly, he's accompanied her for at least part of her trip. Zara had actually not had any desire to come back here. What's gone is gone; it would be easier just to rebuild instead of pining for what's lost. It's a process he's gone through multiple times in his life already - thus, he's dealing with it all very well.

Mary, though, seems to be having a harder time. ]

[babermetrics]

Whoa, hey--

[Leon's getting used to this theme by now. His own place is mostly okay, water damage aside; it's at least not a heap of rubble. He'd been luckier than some of his friends, that's for sure. It's the most obvious when he's walking through the residential district, though, on his way home past sights like this. Mary isn't the first person he's seen out in the streets digging through the wreckage, and she's probably not going to be the last.

But she's the first one he stops for. Everyone's miserable right now, sure, but there's nothing quite so miserable as a tiny, very cute girl trying to haul wood all by herself, sad and rained on. How is he supposed to keep walking in the face of that?

He veers in her direction as she works on a bit of debris that is definitely too heavy for her, hands coming up in front of himself, like he might either take her shoulders to comfort her or take the boards away from her in an attempt to help. He's not close enough yet to do either, though, when he speaks up.]

Yo, don't hurt yourself! Lemme give you a hand! You're gonna snap yourself in half like that . . . that'd be a total tragedy!

[reprizesal]

[After Souza's disappearance, Sayo have been keeping himself busy. It's better than letting himself dwell too much on his thoughts by himself, when he just want to do something. The fire elemental energy he have helped with it, to an extent.

When he saw something that looks like a big, white... fluffball? He paused for a moment, before he walked over towards her. The closer he get to it, the more he saw it's a person. Well, a young looking girl.

And she's... trying to lift up a particularly large piece of debris?]

... Do you need help?

[Whenever Mary looks, she would see a very small boy (in fact, he's shorter than her!) in blue looking at her. His big hat is on his head, mostly shielding him from the drizzling rain.]

[scenting]

[ here's a malia! honestly, she's pretty damn relieved her den wasn't squashed because she thinks if it was, she might really just lose it. over the past few months her apartment has become more and more cozy, filled with things that smell nice or feel nice or otherwise soothe the coyote inside her and if it was all crushed in one fell swoop -- it would be bad. like, murder bad.

so really it means she's not unsympathetic to those who have lost their dens -- their homes. she's lingering in the rubble so she can help people find their things without outright mentioning that she wants to help people find their things. instead it comes off as kind of awkward and off putting and --

there! is a tiny child who needs help! thank god. so, as mary tries to lift one of those really heavy pieces, malia will take a few steps forward and with one hand, push it out of the way with no effort. ]

Hey. There. [ . . . ] Do you need some help?

[cutebutexpendable]

[ It's amazing how attached people can get to their stuff- from Styx's point of view, at least. Then again, everything he's ever owned spends most of its time clipped to his clothes or stashed in a pouch. That's what he gets for living on the margins of society. ]

[ Then again, that sorta lifestyle is almost tailor-made to let him survive this kind of situation ]

[ Styx has picked through his fair share of swamps and flooded slums- enough to appreciate the value of some good ol' higher ground. So he's squatting on the broken remains of the story above Mary, perched precariously on about three feet worth of floor attached to a freestanding wall. ]

Jeez, kid. You're gonna break yourself in half if you keep this up.

[harepiece]

[Oz has been quite fortunate during this entire mess, with his apartment suffering from minimal damage. That's why he's thrown himself into the recovery effort so hard, in part - because he has less to personally worry about, he has more of his time and energy to dedicate to everyone else.

That's also why he doesn't hesitate at all when he sees Mary struggling with some debris. He just smiles her way, sliding his hands under the chunk of whatever-it-used-to-be.]

If we lift on the count of three, I think we can get it!

[prosecutory]

[This is Edgeworth walking past. He had been scouting for a new place to stay, not wanting to impose on Mabel any further. But he stops at the sight of a head of long white hair crouched down before the debris of the ruined apartments. Instead of gasping and running over to her, he sedately walks over to her, getting down so he's beside her and at her level.]

Mary, what are you looking for? [His voice is...even. Calm. Like a still sea on a clear day.]

[firstcloud]

[ Both Kagemitsu and Poko are worried seeing the girl her in such a worn-out state, and Kagemitsu, with Poko on a shoulder, hurries over to her. ]

Mary-san? Are you alright? What are you doing?

[overgrowth]

[ fortunately, kanda is a little more calm today than previous, and instead of being super rude he's just... a little bit rude. ]

Hey. What're you doing out here? Trying to kill yourself?

[thatdamnknight]

[someone else was searching around the rubble today. flynn lack much in the way of stuff, but trying to find some of his things couldn't hurt. that ceremonial outfit would be especially nice to recover. what a shame that searching around fails to find any trace of it.

he gives a small sigh as he straightens. maybe searching would yield better results with a fully healed arm, too. it's still in a sling, but a trip to the hospital helped A LOT. better doesn't mean healed and it means only having one hand to use. his eyes survey the area only to fall on a very distraught looking girl nearby. watching her for a moment reveals her digging around in the rubble (likely also in search of personal belongings) and then attempting, or rather, failing to lift a large piece of debris.

flynn wastes no time in walking over to grab a corner of the debris. perks of being a knight who can probably lift twice his own weight means that one hand still helps a lot.]

I've got it.

[so feel free to look around underneath being implied. holding this up for more than a few minutes won't happen, but hopefully that's enough.]

i just realized i could tag this don't judge my late

[allthreefourths]

[ well. mary on her own isn't a scene both of them (that is, toothless and hiccup) can ignore. mary on her own, struggling through the remains of what remained of some of the apartments in the rain? the can't ignore levels double.

so excuse them, mary. or rather--excuse the sudden (?) lack of rain falling on her fluffy head, because as hiccup moves in to help her with a particularly large piece of debris (he's not the most amazing at this either, but his stamina has increased), toothless is taking the opportunity to outstretch the fins on his tail and place them above her.

a makeshift umbrella for the fluffball. ]

It might be faster with three.

[ especially when one of those three is a DRAGON!!

but they're here to help, and also to lift her spirits. ]