Lapis Lazuli (
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interstellar55552016-03-02 08:26 pm
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In the arms of the ocean, so deep and so cold
Who: Lapis Lazuli and the residents/staff of Virgo Entertainment
What: After Lapis discovers that it was Virgo Entertainment who kidnapped Steven, she attacks the building late at night. More description here.
When: Wednesday, March 2, about one in the morning
Where: Virgo Entertaiment. Note: Lapis will be attacking from deep within the ocean, so she will not be visible.
Warnings: Blind rage. Property damage. Possibly sharks.
His hand in hers still haunts her mind. She can still feel the shadow of them throughout the day, the small weight of his fingers laced in hers, locked together, tight with the pressure of her own.
Worse, she can feel them yanked away, breaking from hers.
The sound of him crying out reverberates in her head, echoing, echoing, loud, louder, louder. She wants to press her hands to her ears, crouch, wait until it fades . . . There's no relief, and the weight of it pounds against her skull in dull and unrelenting rhythm: He's gone, and she's broken her word.
He's sick, he's in danger, and she's broken her word.
There is no relief.
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The attack comes suddenly, brutally on Wednesday night as the ocean outside of Virgo Entertainment grows restless. The water rolls, it surges, it rocks, it builds, it moans . . . Like great hands thrusting forward, snatching at the earth, a little higher each time . . .
Until suddenly, it's on par with the building itself.
The noise alone may be enough to wake the residents of the building; the water lashes into the building structure. Windows explode in showers of glass, and the water pours in, eager and fast as it can. Wave after wave smites the structure from every angle, at every window they can reach, shattering the glass and sweeping inward with the glee of eager children. The impacts boom against the structure itself, shuddering through the metal and upward even into the very penthouses. There's no danger; the metal will hold. But the sound is horrible, and it continues, on and on and on, as the waves continue to moan and roll and crash, tearing through the very earth outside the building in their wake.
Residents or staff entering the lowest floor may find it immersed in 2-3 feet of water, complete with specimens -- various fish, masses of kelp . . . and if one is unlucky, very likely a shark. Water continues to wash in, easily able to swipe someone off their feet. Caution is recommended.
The sky is clear, and there is no visible cause for the lashing of the waters -- not even a completely specific origin point.
ooc: Feel free to post threads to this log of your characters reacting, investigating, etc. Lapis is under the ocean and a ways out, so would not readily be accessible or visible. (But hey, there's always the ghost of Edna theory, if you're into that kind of thing.)
What: After Lapis discovers that it was Virgo Entertainment who kidnapped Steven, she attacks the building late at night. More description here.
When: Wednesday, March 2, about one in the morning
Where: Virgo Entertaiment. Note: Lapis will be attacking from deep within the ocean, so she will not be visible.
Warnings: Blind rage. Property damage. Possibly sharks.
His hand in hers still haunts her mind. She can still feel the shadow of them throughout the day, the small weight of his fingers laced in hers, locked together, tight with the pressure of her own.
Worse, she can feel them yanked away, breaking from hers.
The sound of him crying out reverberates in her head, echoing, echoing, loud, louder, louder. She wants to press her hands to her ears, crouch, wait until it fades . . . There's no relief, and the weight of it pounds against her skull in dull and unrelenting rhythm: He's gone, and she's broken her word.
He's sick, he's in danger, and she's broken her word.
There is no relief.
***
The attack comes suddenly, brutally on Wednesday night as the ocean outside of Virgo Entertainment grows restless. The water rolls, it surges, it rocks, it builds, it moans . . . Like great hands thrusting forward, snatching at the earth, a little higher each time . . .
Until suddenly, it's on par with the building itself.
The noise alone may be enough to wake the residents of the building; the water lashes into the building structure. Windows explode in showers of glass, and the water pours in, eager and fast as it can. Wave after wave smites the structure from every angle, at every window they can reach, shattering the glass and sweeping inward with the glee of eager children. The impacts boom against the structure itself, shuddering through the metal and upward even into the very penthouses. There's no danger; the metal will hold. But the sound is horrible, and it continues, on and on and on, as the waves continue to moan and roll and crash, tearing through the very earth outside the building in their wake.
Residents or staff entering the lowest floor may find it immersed in 2-3 feet of water, complete with specimens -- various fish, masses of kelp . . . and if one is unlucky, very likely a shark. Water continues to wash in, easily able to swipe someone off their feet. Caution is recommended.
The sky is clear, and there is no visible cause for the lashing of the waters -- not even a completely specific origin point.
ooc: Feel free to post threads to this log of your characters reacting, investigating, etc. Lapis is under the ocean and a ways out, so would not readily be accessible or visible. (But hey, there's always the ghost of Edna theory, if you're into that kind of thing.)

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There's no time to even attempt to move out of the way. Ivan gets slapped in the face with a fish. (And it's a miracle his sakura tinted shades aren't broken by the impact.) The bodyguard gets hit harder with something larger, but Ivan doesn't look back. He's scrambling for higher ground.
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That was one hell of a nap! Not quite a full 8 hours to be considered a legitimate sleep session, but close enough. Sipping on that liquor, one drink turning into a few, makes napping throughout anytime of the day or night pretty easy. Waking up with a headache is to be expected though. And that's what's happening right now with Roxas here.
It's his own fault, really. But man, if he could go back and do something different.. he probably wouldn't. Once he deems himself appropriate for public viewing (clothes, hair, shoes) he's on his way out of the building. Downstairs he goes, to the main lobby that he's so used to seeing before passing through the doors to the outside.
Except instead of dry carpet, the fabric beneath his feet feel.. squishy. Actually, the floor looks damp. And everything is wet. There's even what looks like aquatic plants hanging on some of the light fixtures and furniture. What the..
..is this Virgo Entertainment? Did he wake up in some weird underwater world now? This is too much to handle with a slight throb persisting in the front of his head. Instead of finding out the fun way, he'll ask the closest resident, easy to tell by spotting someone not cleaning up, what was going on.
Here's someone who looks like he knows what's going on. And not just because he's soaking wet
also with what looks like a red smack on his face in the shape of a fish. "Hey.. what, what happened here?"no subject
Although, that's nothing compared to the damage the ground floor museums have gone through. "I was just walking out the front door when the water just came rushing in from all sides. I've never seen waves like that before."
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"Did someone piss off Poseidon? Things like this don't just happen, you know?" As far as he's aware, they don't, anyway.
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Actually.. why didn't all that supposed noise wake him up earlier? Oh, yeah, passed out.
"Can't imagine it's any better, but knowing the luck of this place lately, we probably got the worst of it. Oh.." Why be so rude, Roxas? Greet! "I should introduce myself.. I'm Roxas. I don't think I've seen you here before?"
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... In which case, maybe he shouldn't be around here for another reason; he's still watching his back from his involvement in Stella's rescue. "I'm Ivan from Flowers Over Bones. Um, can we go back higher? I want to get away from here."
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He likes the sea and all, but that just isn't right. Roxas will be nice here and open the elevator for the two, pressing the button once, twice, three times... eleven times until it opens. "So.. by chance, you in a band with Luce?"
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"Yeah, she's one of the co-leads of the band."
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"Ah.. yeah, I spoke with her before. She mentioned you briefly a little while ago. After something.. bad happened. I think." He wasn't one hundred on that, but everything about that interaction told of someone being overly cautious for some reason that wasn't good.
"Now you add this to the mix.. maybe we're built on an Indian Burial Ground." This might be shamelessly blunt, "Did something happen to you around then too?"
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Ancient burial ground might not be that far off given the ghost situation, but they aren't around anymore. Hopefully. Hopefully, they are all free.
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The elevator door swings open with a light ding and Roxas steps inside, waiting for Ivan prior to pressing a button for a higher floor. This time he won't mash it. "That's when she mentioned you. Any thing like that sound familiar?"
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"Something happen to me. Did you hear or see anything strange around then?" Ivan decides that is a good starting point. He needs to figure out what Roxas experienced when Arpegius looked for volunteers to help save his sister.
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Okay, there's no way these things can possibly be related, but there was one odd occurrence that stuck out more than anything, if something even did. "There's no way this can mean anything, I could've been tired and delusional, but when I was listening to music on my headphones one night there was something unusual about the sound. The track was instrumental but I swear I heard a voice. I don't remember well what it was saying."
It's difficult to think back that far and recall a specific detail like that. It was late, but there was something unusual about what he heard. Tapping on the wall to the elevator, mimicking the beat of the track that night, he tries to go back enough to get that one detail.
They're almost at their destination. The number indicating the floor level on the display above them slows, that inevitable ding about to play. Just as it does, right before the door opens, "..help her?"
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Belief in the ghosts will go a long way. Ivan has had so many ghost related experience in past few months, so he's fairly positive that ghosts have a hand in everything that has been happening. Either they are the agents of an event or the label is trying to do something to them.
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Hurrying down to the bottom floor, it doesn't take long for her to spot the poor ninja... right in time to see him get hit by a fish.
Oh dear.
Ignoring what would probably be comical any other time, she tries to wave him over. "Ivan!"
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But even as he says that, he knows that this kind of crazy with how the water is hitting the building isn't caused by a natural occurrence. "Is the city okay?"
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"Let's go up to the second floor and see if we can get a good view. Hopefully the waves won't be that high."
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It's quite a sight, terrifying and amazing both.
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"I think we might be safer on higher ground. The building certainly seems like it's built to last, but the windows don't."
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