[Locked to Luceti residents]

[malnosso]

[The following message is typed, but an automated computerized voice option is available as well. It will appear on the journal system at around 6AM.]

Approximately three hours ago, the experimental enclosure known as Kin’cora, located in Region Six, was attacked by a cultist army led by the entity known as The General. His forces breached the barrier and began their invasion. Malnosso Security Forces responded in turn and decimated his forces. Just under half of the enclosure's population was killed or taken for sacrifice before the situation was resolved.

By order of the Commandant, the enclosure designated as Luceti has been approved as a temporary refuge for displaced subjects of the Kin’cora experiment. In approximately six hours, subjects will begin to arrive. They will remain there until such a time as they can be moved to more permanent accommodations. Note, the Kin’cora journal system will be deactivated while within the Luceti enclosure.

Cultist activity continues to be high in Region Six. Expect additional supplies to be limited until situation is resolved. Emergency rations will be routed to the enclosure as they become available. Subjects are urged to use current provisions wisely and to cooperate with displaced refugees. For safety purposes the Shift limiting superhuman abilities will be reduced to ten percent. No further details will be made available at this time.

End message.

[ooc: there will be no further answers from the malnosso on this post, so this may be used as a general discussion post.]

Comments

[metalbends]

[Yes, watch your head for flying dirt clods, because she isn't being too careful--she's working fast.]

How bad do you think it's gonna be?

[endgames]

The drought?

[As he causually moves his head to avoid getting beaned.]

[metalbends]

The drought, the refugees--the whole thing.

[endgames]

I'm no weather expert, but with the flood we had in June it wouldn't take much rain to fix this. If a fire starts, it'll be a bigger issue.

The refugees... a week.

[metalbends]

A week what? Until we all go crazy?

[endgames]

Something like that. These things always last a week. A week or ten days.

[metalbends]

[She stops for a moment, puzzled.]

You think it's an experiment?

[endgames]

No. But... things in general. The Malnosso have a typical response time to situations.

[metalbends]

Huh. [And she starts digging again.] I guess I'd never really thought about that before. But you're right.

[endgames]

It could go longer. But if it does, it would be a tell to how difficult the situation is.

[metalbends]

I must already be pretty bad if they're sending them here.

[endgames]

Desperate is more like it. [He dodges another block of earth.]

[metalbends]

Same difference to us.

[endgames]

[Ha, true enough.]

[metalbends]

I guess it'll just kinda be one of those super fun "wait-and-see" deals.

[Because she won't be actively trying to help. Once her bending is gone, she's decommissioned.]

[endgames]

As if they're anything else. [He risks peering down the hole now.] How's it coming?

[metalbends]

It's coming. [That's about it.] I'm getting there.

[endgames]

The structure holding up?

[metalbends]

I'm not the best earthbender in the whole world for nothin', you know.

[endgames]

Now seemed a better time to bring it up than later.

[metalbends]

The sides will hold. I'm making sure of that.

[endgames]

That's over half the work there, so I appreciate it.

[metalbends]

You can thank me later by giving me a foot massage.