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[molotov]

Who: Molotov and... other... people...
What: REVENGE OF THE WISH
When: Saturday, mid-morning
Where: Lobby and then the clinic lmao
Rating: uhhhhh PG?

Everything had been normal that morning. Molotov got up, had a cup of coffee, and gotten dressed. Exactly as every other day.

And, exactly as she did every other day, she left her room to go out to her reserve and feed the bears. They didn't stop eating just because it was the weekend.

She made it to the center of the lobby before it hit. Flashing light, blinding her before the explosions started. Molotov looked around frantically, out of habit, trying to find where the... grenades? bombs? cannons? were coming from. The sounds kept coming, and she couldn't see anything.

The pain set in, swift and harsh and blazingly unrelenting. Molotov grabbed at her head -- it was coming from inside, a foreign sensation. Her body didn't cause her pain, it took it, and yet here she was, unable to open her eyes against the agony and the deafening noise.

She fell to the ground and screamed.

[ OOC: Open for reaction, in prose or actionspam. Cross will be showing up to take her to the clinic ♥ ]

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[echivoc]

Meanwhile, Cross is coming down to the lobby to head into town. He has his nose in the journal to see if anything interesting should be noted, but shuts it upon finding nothing fitting that criteria.

The scream hits his ears as soon as he lands in the lobby, catching his attention. A female in distress? What asshole did he have to kick around for causing such an unpleasant sound?

He moves over to the source of said distress and realizes it is Molotov. What in the world?!

"Mol. Molotov." He grabs her shoulders to look at her face.