Revolution: Open to All

[infernoandhearth]

When; TODAY
Rating; pg
Characters; Everyone in the City
Summary; Glorious chaotic revolution
Log;
Two mashed together revolutions have just broken out in the City tonight. There's yelling, and violence, and fires, and a march on important City buildings. It's not particularly organised. Everyone seems to just be acting as loud and noisy as possible.

One question remains: are you hiding from the riot, or are you a part of it?

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Open!

[mortemscintilla]

[ And so pandemonium begins. ]

[ Nowhere near as chaotic as Tokyo during the clash between PANDORA and Evening Primrose. Paling in comparison, as every scene of brutality does, to the bloodshed of Heaven's War. But the undercurrents of revolt are identical, no matter where you go. Just like the ripples of consequence. The same high-pitched orchestra of panic. The same explosions, sometimes burgeoning, sometimes shrinking, of second-hand violence. People scattering like rats in corners, a Pavlovian response to disorder. Others fleeing altogether, zigzag and directionless, like it's the end of all days. ]

[ Still others -- predators and scavengers -- stay behind. Sniffing out easy game in the crowds. ]

[ Hei isn't interested in any of that. The revolt is of no personal benefit to him. Nor is he here to play do-gooder and save lives. He's a neutral element. Perched high on a building rooftop, well-concealed, binoculars at hand, he observes the chaos blooming, the City spread below him in color and motion. This is nothing but madness for the sake of madness. Other than injuries and property damage, it won't put a dent on the Deities' power. ]

[ But it'd be interesting to see if any possible secrets are disgorged. ]

Please to be threadjacking!

[anatural]

[Korra, on the other hand, is in the thick of things. She can't not be. When the fires first started, she panicked. If she had her firebending, her waterbending, even her earthbending, she could kill them easily. But air? Air just feeds fires.

If you can feed them, you can starve them. It doesn't take her long to adapt an airbending technique to quickly draw all the air out of a small area. Not for long -- nature abhors a vacuum -- but for long enough to kill the flame. It's not efficient, but it's the best she can do, and so she fights her way through the mobs, killing what fires she can, trying to find the heart of this "revolution."

Every movement has a leader. So where is this group's Amon?]

ok

[infernoandhearth]

[For there to be an Amon, there'd have to be someone leading it who properly believed in the cause, rather than only the effect.

Luke, meanwhile, is feeling fires suffocating all over the City and it's incredibly unsettling, much more so than being doused by water.

So, a bit crossly, he fights back around her latest put-out fire, flames wriggling around her vacuums, springing up alongside them, marching in flickering lines just above them on the buildings.]

Please to be threadjacking!

[mortemscintilla]

[ If this revolution has a leader at all, Hei doubts he is (or they are?) in the center of the maelstrom. String-pullers usually stay on the sidelines for these events. Surveying their handiwork from on high, drunk on their sense of self-importance, on their skill to create and destroy. If they favor a more hands-on approach, an affinity for tactile chaos, they'll be in closer range. But as instigators and traffic-cops, redirecting the channels of destruction. ]

[ It's the same tiresome song, played in repeat, everywhere. ]

[ A sudden conflagration lights up the street below. The explosion reverberates on a chorus of whooping car alarms and terrified screams. Alert, Hei focuses with his binoculars at the source. In the heaving crowd, he quickly spots Korra. Tch. There's not even a small measure of surprise at this point. Either she's drawn to trouble, or trouble's drawn to her. While it would be a smarter option to avoid the destruction, he knows she won't. Just as the revolt lures predators, it also attracts goody-goodies and heroes. ]

[ Neither are his concern. But, as with Pai in Heaven's War, he finds himself tracking her route. Point to point. Rooftop to rooftop. At least he can ensure one hopeless girl doesn't get swallowed by the upheaval. ]

consider ourselves threadjacked?

[anatural]

[Better watch yourself, Hei. Luke is fighting back against Korra with even more fires, some of them popping up on the buildings near her.

It doesn't take Korra long to realize that she's being fought back against. Too many fires are popping up around her, faster than she can kill them. She snarls and puts even greater force into her bending, creating larger vacuums to try and kill more of the flames at a time, even as she looks around for the bender person controlling the flames.]

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[beyourarmy]

Setsuna is not okay with the riot portion of all of this, but he's also unable to speak out against it. He can gesture all he wants, but it's not like anyone can understand what he's upset about or trying to protest against.

So, even while Kira has other plans going on, Setsuna finds his focus divided. Part of his attention on what needs to be done, and the rest of it on the crowds, watching them from flight. If anything gets too out of hand, he wants to be able to help.

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[anatural]

Setsuna!

[Korra jogs towards him, dodging people as best she can and punching anyone who doesn't have the sense to get out of her way.]

Are you okay?

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[beyourarmy]

[He nods his head, not the least bit worried about himself. He's got powers and wings - he'll be fine. It's everyone else he's concerned about.]

[Seeing a fire starting at a store front, in fact, makes him frown. He has to use snow, but it melts quickly, and he douses the fire with it, the water flying from snow on the ground to splash over it. Luckily, most of the rioters don't even notice, already setting fire to another building.]

[Either way, he just gives Korra a smile and another nod. Very capable! At least today.]

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[anatural]

[She is constantly amazed by the things you can do, Setsuna.]

How did you do that?

[friggmagnet]

[There are a few things Axl is becoming is becoming overly familiar with. One of them is Loki-based chaos. He's angry at this place for sending Mike and Ty home, he's angry at himself for having played into everything by trading his memories, and he's angry at fucking Lokis for being the bane of his existence. It's time for the sword. He'll fucking find one of them.]

[infernoandhearth]

[It doesn't take all that long. Luke is out in the middle of it--it's chaos, after all--and he likes Axl. So he waves at him, grinning, the moment he catches his eye.]

Cheer up, Axl! If you're going to be protecting people, you might as well have fun.

[friggmagnet]

Bro. What the fuck is all this?

[You look far too happy to not be to blame for it.]

[infernoandhearth]

Dictator deposition. You can't do that sort of thing without it getting a little bit messy. It'll be alright in the end, Axl, no fear.

[fiveagainstradley]

[David promised he'd stay away, so that's what he's doing, watching the riots from the window of his flat.]

[infernoandhearth]

[And Luke is just. You know, checking in about fires. Like. Maybe there is one he can put out and he totally wouldn't know from miles away. He's not worried, he's just being careful, you know.]

Hey.

[He rests his chin on David's shoulder, coming up from behind.]

What do you think?

[fiveagainstradley]

Hello. [One hand comes up to touch Luke's cheek, but he doesn't turn around.]

It's... something. I don't know... What have you planned for after all this? When the people calm down and the deities look for who's responsible? [He may sound a bit scared.]

[helsmaiden]

[Leah is not hiding; nor is she down on the ground amongst the rebels. She is perched on a rooftop, watching the melee and eating popcorn.]

[anatural]

[Korra climbs onto the roof and collapses. She'd barely gotten any sleep before the riots started and she found herself drawn outside, trying to help.

Trying to help who? She doesn't know. She hates the deities, what they do to people, the constant curses. But the call to revolution just makes her physically ill. It reminds her too much of the Equalists, how they tried to destroy innocent people to fix their own problems.

It takes her a moment to notice Leah.]

What are you doing?

[helsmaiden]

[Leah noticed the other girl come up -- she wasn't exactly quiet about it -- but doesn't look her way.]

Watching. Eating popcorn. [It's hers, get your own.]

[doeswhathewants]

[And Serrure is perched on top of a street light, watching the chaos below. And with good reason, he's got to make sure it is directed chaos. Formed chaos.

No, okay, he's actually just reveling and thinking on the later plans to usurp the deities. And is half grateful Sif isn't here to yell at him with his methods.

But the ends justify the means, yes?]

[infernoandhearth]

[Way to make it difficult to talk properly to you, Broki. As a peregrine, Luke swoops, and lands on Serrure's shoulder, carefully not digging in his talons.]

It's nice, isn't it? This was a good idea.

[doeswhathewants]

[He likes your animal forms, Luke (he's stealing Broki, btw) and strokes the feathers of your chest.]

A very good idea. We make an excellent team.

[mortemscintilla]

[ As a sudden blast rolls down the street, the pretty fire dazzling the eyes, Serrure may feel a secondary crackle of electricity. The streetlamp he's settled on shorts out in a burst of sparks. Nothing too destructive. Just a way to get his attention. ]

[ On the adjacent building-ledge, there's a masked figure perched. Neither threatening or non-threatening. Just in wait. ]

Enjoying the ringside view?

[ The pitch and intonation of voice isn't 'Li's at all. To him, this isn't a 'revolt' so much as a free-for-all disaster. But someone must have stirred it up. ]

[doeswhathewants]

Ack! [As the light sparks and shorts, he clings to the post and scrambles to resettle, arching a brow at the figure.]

As well one of the ringmasters ought to.

Are you not enjoying it? [Ingrate. This is for your freedom. Trust him. He's a norse god.]

middle of riots/stationary on a roof: pick one

[infernoandhearth]

[Luke is rambling all over, in the midst of the chaos. He rather feeds off this. Not for him the hanged man: this is worship. Not to mention all the fires and explosions all around him that he isn't even causing. His expression ranges from beatifically smiling to wild, grinning excitement.

Eventually he too, like the other members of his Norse Mischief group, finds a higher vantage point, on the flat roof of a shop, from which to watch the proceedings. He's sitting right on the edge, his feet kicking gently over the side and his hands placed behind him as he leans slightly back. There's a semicircle of flames to his back to stand guard. They aren't moving, or burning through the roof, because what use would that be, really?]