thestormishere | ☈ strike # 21 (action)

[ Lightning surprises herself with how upsetting it is to come back from the draft and see the village torn to pieces like this, not repairing itself like usual. The general destruction is bad enough, but when she gets to house #41... well, chalk up one more emotionally affected by the flood damage to the town's vegetation- the storm has not been kind to the yard-- to Aerith's flowers, which are all but washed away now. When she first sees it, it actually takes a few minutes before she's able to move past it, touching the leafless, lifeless remains of a something-or-another that she's forgotten the name of, her expression unreadable...

- And after she's assessed the damage to the building itself, worked the last couple of days just to make it livable again and helped out with the worst of the destruction throughout the village, the yard of her house right off the town's center is where she is again, walking along the perimeter of the destroyed fence there.

It's not until she's yanked and pulled at a section to try and right it again that she notices something else: beneath it is a rosebush, but despite it too missing its flowers and a good deal of leaves, half-turned over out of its placed in the ground... it's obviously still growing. Still alive. The fallen barrier must have protected it, somehow.

Without a word, she simply shoves the wrecked fence out of the way... and starts trying to upright the abused shrubbery instead.

- A little while later, she wanders back into town, a lot muddier than she usually is. She means to go somewhere else, but funnily enough, she ends up getting distracted by visiting Good Spirits instead, then the smithy, which is all but flattened to the ground. Not a very good place to be if you didn't feel like sustaining some sort of injury due to the high number of unlucky weapons that had been there.

Considering there's nothing to do there too, she's just about to move on when she suddenly pauses, her brow furrowing as she looks at the wreckage; call it yet another case of inexplicable l'Cie intuition, but something stops her. She takes another look.

... There, in the mud and half-hidden by a hunk of twisted metal, is something she's pretty sure she recognizes. With a sudden, obvious sense of urgency, she starts pulling things aside, trying to get closer. ]

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[Not that Lightning needs the help, but Castiel grabs a nearby support beam and hefts it up and aside like it's a toothpick. Is he helping her find-

Oh nope, looks like he's just looking for something for himself. Hopefully he's not getting in her way by throwing debris all over as well- yep that's a sword he just tossed aside.]

[Destruction through natural disaster isn't anything new to Noel. It's still not easy to see loss, but he couldn't think negatively. There were things that needed to be done and buildings had to be repaired. This kind of task is impossible for one man alone. He's willing to help out.

They still have time to fix things together.

Though when he see's Lightning's figure in the distance he kept thinking about their last encounter. How well did that one turn out? Poorly.

He figured he'd be alright as long as he smiled and told the truth. Helping her out didn't seem like a bad idea either.

Noel invited himself to where Lightning was. Then he tapped at his head two times before pointing to Lightning.]

Need some help?

[When Lightning passes through the village center, Raine will be outside the flower shop, mostly accessing the damages still and focusing her attention on some of the ill-faring plants, using her magic to encourage them back to health. While the building itself is not completely ruined, the water that had settled inside was definitely not a fun mess to clean up, giving it an almost swampy and unpleasant odor. She will glance up and give the other woman a wave when she notices her presence.]

[ The last few days hadn't been easy, but Serah had managed well enough. Pulling through difficult situations was another Farron trait, after all. So far, she's been helping where she can around the village to repair some of the damage. It reminds her, a little, of when New Bodhum had been nothing more than an uninhabited piece of land near the beach that had reminded her of a destroyed home. Perhaps if she'd been living here longer, it would've affected her just as much as that had.

As it stands, though, she's far more concerned about some of Luceti's more seasoned residents - her sister included. And so when Serah comes across Lightning moving debris aside to get to something, she quickens her pace and comes to a stop as she reaches her. ]

Lightning - [ Serah breaks off with a frown, then moves closer and starts to lift things herself. She's perhaps not the physically strongest person around with her twig-like arms, but she doesn't drop anything, at least. She sees a glint of metal beneath all the mud and glances at her sister. ] Hey, are you okay?

[ Well. It doesn't hurt to check, not after the chaos that's been Luceti recently. Especially considering the draft. ]

[Lightning what are you even doing. Sokka watches as she pulls out a weapon from the wreckage. Well... she is the one that saved his life.]

Couldn't wait for us to be open again, huh?

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