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deathsdoctor) wrote2011-06-18 08:36 pm
deathsdoctor) wrote2011-06-18 08:36 pm
007 [Voice] Into the evening of the 18, after the Town Clinic is pulverised
[Coming from here there is a voice coming from the journals, and just a voice. There is no portrait or video because, you know...
Trafalgar Law is just too fucking busy.
You might recognise his voice though, you might not. This voice belonged to the one running the medical center during the farmlands draft. But. The easy, laid back tones are gone. In their place? Hardness, crispness, bluntness. A near military sharpness. Calm, but there is an icy undercurrent and a steel resolve.
This is the Captain speaking. And he wants your attention.
Shit needs to be done. Someone has to step up.]
Attention everyone. The Town Clinic has been destroyed. [And Law is terribly, TERRIBLY grumpy about this fact.] All wounded must be brought to the Battle Dome for treatment. We need any and all individuals with any medical knowledge or healing abilities to pitch in, whether it's to operate, run triage, or nurse the wounded, and we need you all now. We also need people to search for wounded and to bring back any survivors. [Oooor pull them out of the line of fire. Same diff, really.]
As well, we need volunteers to donate blood. The Medical Center's supplies are running low.
[Short, sweet, direct, and done. Now back to work, and chaos and the choking scent of blood.
Medicine at its finest.
So here it is, doctors, healers, and helpers of Luceti. Your call to arms.
Strap on your boots, steel your nerves, and prepare yourself.
It's time to roll.]
((OOC: This is an shoutout and organizational post for all the medics and rescuers looking to get in on the action but not sure how to insert their characters, as well as for people to just react and find each other in the chaos. The actual healing thread is here. Law will not be answering every thread... he's a busy guy, and if he does, he'll be pretty blunt and looking to keep things short, so I HIGHLY encourage threadjack everywhere for everyone.
Go nuts folks. |D))
Trafalgar Law is just too fucking busy.
You might recognise his voice though, you might not. This voice belonged to the one running the medical center during the farmlands draft. But. The easy, laid back tones are gone. In their place? Hardness, crispness, bluntness. A near military sharpness. Calm, but there is an icy undercurrent and a steel resolve.
This is the Captain speaking. And he wants your attention.
Shit needs to be done. Someone has to step up.]
Attention everyone. The Town Clinic has been destroyed. [And Law is terribly, TERRIBLY grumpy about this fact.] All wounded must be brought to the Battle Dome for treatment. We need any and all individuals with any medical knowledge or healing abilities to pitch in, whether it's to operate, run triage, or nurse the wounded, and we need you all now. We also need people to search for wounded and to bring back any survivors. [Oooor pull them out of the line of fire. Same diff, really.]
As well, we need volunteers to donate blood. The Medical Center's supplies are running low.
[Short, sweet, direct, and done. Now back to work, and chaos and the choking scent of blood.
Medicine at its finest.
So here it is, doctors, healers, and helpers of Luceti. Your call to arms.
Strap on your boots, steel your nerves, and prepare yourself.
It's time to roll.]
((OOC: This is an shoutout and organizational post for all the medics and rescuers looking to get in on the action but not sure how to insert their characters, as well as for people to just react and find each other in the chaos. The actual healing thread is here. Law will not be answering every thread... he's a busy guy, and if he does, he'll be pretty blunt and looking to keep things short, so I HIGHLY encourage threadjack everywhere for everyone.
Go nuts folks. |D))
[ voice ]
The hell's going on out there?
[ voice ] This is coming before Mu's taken out
If there even is a reason. These things don't need it.]
There's a woman going insane out there, attacking and trying to kill everything in her path. I don't know who she is... [But she's not a New Feather. There's no cycle going on right not. She could have been lying low, but... that seems just wrong. There's something familar about her, and that destruction? There's no calculation in it. It's purely carnage and near thoughtless. Which leaves...] but I suspect the Malnosso have something to do with this. Whatever the reason, it started in the forest.
Place looks like it got put through a meat grinder.
[It drips red in there. Red, red, red, with animal corpses everywhere and the scent of ozone and cooked meat and copper hanging heavy. Like the aftermath of Eustass Kid on a rampage. Or Kizaru, come to think.
He didn't see her there. Just her handiwork.]
It moved into town after that. We've got multiple dead, and more wounded and mass destruction. [And now assessing like the deadly seasoned fighter he is.] She's powerful like few I've seen. She's taken out many strong, competent fighters easily. It's only going to take a concentrated effort from the strongest to stop her, and even then...
...
Things are going to get far messier before this is done.
[And that's the simple truth of it all.]