For lastvoyages: Eighteenth Vision [video+spam]

[can_has_vodka]

 [Arkady appears onscreen, surrounded by a faint purple halo. She seems oddly serene in spite of the shattered, half-working neon lighting the street all around her.]

Right, loves, I'm heading down to Old Gotham to start ferrying people out. If anyone needs immediate help or transport, I'm keeping this line open. 

[spam]
[Arkady appears atop a pile of rubble at the edge of Old Gotham, and looks around briefly before settling into the Lotus position. She casts her mind outward like a net, seeking intelligent thoughts, checking them long enough to determine the person's situation and then moving on unless they turned out to be someone in trouble. Six blocks away, a would-be rapist goes into sudden convulsions and drops like a stone.]

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[can_has_vodka]

That would be lovely.

Let's see. [She has found the computer metaphor useful since getting used to the communicator, so she takes "hold" of the image, and overlays it with icons of the people moving around in each building. Green ones are calm, blue afraid, and red hostile.]

There's a collapsed supermarket in the lower right corner that has some people trapped in the freezer. There's also enough food there to feed half the city for a few days.

[strangehistorian]

[How did they get into the freezer?

Chromie sounds confused, but her view of the world dips towards the cluster of blue dots that is the supermarket.

Are you able to tell them that I am coming?]

[can_has_vodka]

Well, when the fight started outside people looked for hiding places. The freezer is this big metal walled room, and some of the employees were smart enough to pile everyone they could in there. The others died in the collapse.

[strangehistorian]

[Alright. I will do what I can.]