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[Elsa is never complaining about boredom in this town again. If Cap starts going on about that ☠☠☠☠ ever again, she's kicking him in the teeth. Repeatedly.

Waking up abruptly to a suddenly-destroyed everything is bad enough. Having to face this new reality without her abilities (again) and any real weapons? Nothing is beautiful and everything hurts. Elsa, being Elsa, responds to this development in the most mature way possible: she swears repeatedly and breaks shit in the remains of her bedroom until she feels better. Once that's accomplished, she's off to scavenge for something to defend herself with.

She can be found in various places around town digging through the rubble, swearing to herself, and occasionally shouting to random passers-by for help moving heavy/cumbersome items out of her way. If you happen to be someone she knows or a member of Nextwave, she'll drop what she's doing and approach.

Good luck with the furious (if nerfed) British woman.]

Date: 2011-11-26 09:41 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] goddamnhedgehog.livejournal.com
[What's that, Elsa? You want help moving things? Shadow supposes he'll assist her.]

What are you looking for?

Date: 2011-11-26 10:11 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] with-an-accent.livejournal.com
Something I can use as a ☠☠☠☠ weapon, since I don't have even a ☠☠☠☠ shotgun to use in this ☠☠☠☠ hellhole.

[She mad.]

Date: 2011-11-26 10:16 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] goddamnhedgehog.livejournal.com
[Shadow can get behind excessive swearing. Especially in relation to a day like this.]

I had a weapon. But it was destroyed.

Date: 2011-11-26 10:19 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] with-an-accent.livejournal.com
I did, too. You'd think there'd be at least one gun that survived. This is ☠☠☠☠.

[The fact that he's a hedgehog doesn't give her much pause. Being a member of Nextwave, she's seen almost everything.]

You want to help me get under here to see if we can't find a knife that still has a point on it?

Date: 2011-11-26 10:24 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] goddamnhedgehog.livejournal.com
[You have no idea how thankful he is for that. Seriously, the way the humans here speak to him, it's as if they've never seen a real hedgehog before.]

Mm. [He hunches over, readying himself to help her lift one particularly large piece of debris.]

Date: 2011-11-26 10:31 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] with-an-accent.livejournal.com
[People are just jerks, Shadow. Get used to it.

They manage to get the slab of concrete out of the way. Elsa goes back to digging once it's moved.]
Thanks.

What's your name, hedgehog?

Date: 2011-11-26 10:37 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] goddamnhedgehog.livejournal.com
[She even knows what he is, this is such a good day.]

Shadow. And yours?

Date: 2011-11-26 10:43 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] with-an-accent.livejournal.com
Elsa Bloodstone.

[She grunts as she moves a bit more debris.]

I'm usually better at this sort of thing, but whatever destroyed our stuff also took my abilities away. Being a regular human again sucks.

Date: 2011-11-26 10:44 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] goddamnhedgehog.livejournal.com
Abilities. [That's the key word Shadow latches onto in this exchange.] Such as?

Date: 2011-11-26 10:46 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] with-an-accent.livejournal.com
Strength. Speed. Not getting killed instantly when fighting something bigger than me. That sort of thing.

Back home, I'm a monster hunter. They're all very important to the trade.

Date: 2011-11-26 11:05 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] goddamnhedgehog.livejournal.com
Hmm. Almost like mine, then. [Almost as in "almost as powerful as me, but not really." Debatably.]

These monsters you fight. How powerful are they? [Shadow's got some experience fighting monsters as well.]

Date: 2011-11-28 12:03 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] with-an-accent.livejournal.com
Depends on the monster. Some are easily taken down, some are pretty powerful and require an advanced skill set. I've even killed a few with nothing but cutlery.

How about we compare our abilities and histories when we actually can back them up? [That's part shut-down, part challenge. Nothing like a fellow cocky ass to bring out the spark in her.] Until then, we're stuck like this and completely ☠☠☠☠ until we find something to fight with.

Date: 2011-11-26 10:23 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] brainneedsbeer.livejournal.com
Elsa.

You are alive.

Date: 2011-11-26 10:26 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] with-an-accent.livejournal.com
Of course I'm alive.

It's good to see you, too. ☠☠☠☠ this town.

Date: 2011-11-26 10:46 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] brainneedsbeer.livejournal.com
Well, you fleshy ones tend to die much easier, even if you are...you.

[He's still human, so...he's really one to talk.]

Yes. Seriously. ☠☠☠☠ them. ☠☠☠☠ them a lot.

Date: 2011-11-26 10:48 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] with-an-accent.livejournal.com
Well, there are plenty of dead people about for you to feel superior to. Although they're all drones, so it's not that much different than scores of dead broccoli men.

[She frowns.]

I never, ever thought I'd say this, but I miss fighting the Beyond Corporation. At least they were creative when they were being ☠☠☠☠ horrible.

Date: 2011-11-28 08:30 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] brainneedsbeer.livejournal.com
I shall laugh in their fleshy faces.

[He literally finds the nearest dead drone and does so. When he's done, he acts as if nothing happened.]

Ah, the Beyond Corporation...yes, they were far more creative than this ☠☠☠☠. Nuclear wasteland? So cliche.

Date: 2011-11-30 09:52 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] with-an-accent.livejournal.com
....

[Yeah, okay. Hope you had fun with that, Aaron.]

Honestly. The last time they leveled this place, there was a giant milkman robot. This? It's like they're not even ☠☠☠☠ trying anymore.

Date: 2011-12-04 11:16 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] brainneedsbeer.livejournal.com
I missed the giant robot? Shame.

Date: 2011-11-27 02:19 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] surf-n-makai.livejournal.com
[Kono hears a call for help moving something and turns to see Elsa. She goes over to help as much as she can.]

What're you looking for under here?

Date: 2011-11-28 12:04 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] with-an-accent.livejournal.com
Something I can ☠☠☠☠ kill something with.

[Obviously.]

Good to see you're not dead.

Date: 2011-11-28 01:07 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] surf-n-makai.livejournal.com
Yeah, same to you.

[Together they manage to move some of the rubble, but there's not much to score underneath it in the way of weapons or supplies.]

Date: 2011-11-28 02:03 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] with-an-accent.livejournal.com
☠☠☠☠.

[Onto the next pile of rubble.]

Just one ☠☠☠☠ gun, that's all I'm asking for. You'd think some would have survived the ☠☠☠☠ apocalypse.

Date: 2011-11-28 02:13 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] surf-n-makai.livejournal.com
I'm not sure much of anything survived the apocalypse. The gun I just got back from home is gone so I've been carrying this. [Kono gestures to the pipe she's carrying with her.] Not as good, but something.

Date: 2011-11-28 02:40 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] with-an-accent.livejournal.com
At this point, I'll settle for a ☠☠☠☠ shovel or unmelted silverware.
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