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[ meanwhile, back at the ranch...

the keijen blade concert was televised, for anyone curious to watch, although many of the failboaters had cautioned (including a sign taped to the TV by kat) to keep it on mute, lest they get brainwashed by blade's voice.

the cameras did not last through the entire thing, but what they did see was... disturbing. at one point, in the giant concert hall, a large glass pane lifted between blade and the audience, as he sang a taunting number, at the end of which, the ceiling split open pouring boiling hot lava onto the hundreds of concert attendees, who were boiled alive. Some might know that they had friends away on that mission, friends who had said they were going to be in the crowd as back-up. The last images broadcast before cuts to a live newcast trying to make sense of what was happening as the cameras melted seemed to confirm the deaths of anyone inside.

The panicked reporters spoke of unusual sightings in the area, a horribly darkening sky above the concert hall. Monsters appearing out of nowhere. Chaos.

Los Angeles is burning.

Feel free to play out text or IC reactions to the broadcast here ]

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[Bo looks up from her phone mid-text as Skye speaks, eyes blinking at the sight on the screen, a sinking feeling in her stomach.

Followed by pain.

She'd had twinges most of the day, but it wasn't the first time that'd happened, so she hadn't thought too much of it. But if the expression on her face is anything to go by, this isn't a twinge.

Her hand moves to her stomach, fingers pressing into the large swell there, and she grits her teeth.]

Not the best time, kiddo...

[ Cisco, mouth agape, just keeps turning his head between Skye's screen and the VERY PREGNANT WOMAN. ]

Okay, um, like I know you don't really have control over your whole [ he gestures vaguely ], but-- is this the best place for you right now?

[aw hale naw.] I want it on the record that I am not that kind of doctor. Do we have a midwife on staff? The Light Wing totally needs a midwife at this point.

[Andrew had gotten himself distracted by some dead end attempt to get more information on the situation at the concert, so when he hears talk of midwives, he looks up, a little confused.]

What are you on about? [Turning to Bo, realization washes over him. He spins in his chair to face her and stands up, panicking] Wait... Is it-? Now? Is it now? Should we--? What do we do?

Oh, come on.

[ times like this are when skye is reminded that she's surrounded by dudes in tech. ]

Don't any of you know someone in the Light? Have you ever been outside this lab? Call somebody!

[ she walks over to bo and puts a hand on her shoulder. ]

I, uh, think this is usually the part where you breathe.

I only know Astrid, and she'll just pretend I have the wrong number if I call her. [he's growing increasingly more anxious.] And it's not like Solace carries a phone, because he's too old school for modern day technology.

[Bo's on Skye's side here. Seriously, guys, they'll the two calmest people here and she's the one in labor.

She breathes out on the girl's command, getting her shit together before she says:]

Call Ana, Andrew. Tell her I've been dealing with contractions all day but they've decided to take it up a notch and see what she says for me, alright?

Right, okay. [He quickly pats all of his pockets, searching for his phone before realizing it's definitely still sitting on the desk. Whoops. He grabs it and glances around before stepping away to make this quick call to Ana. Brb.]

Cuz this is just what we need. [ zero was leaning over cisco's shoulder while everyone was yelling, trying his damnedest to ignore them as the hacker sifted through images of panicked crowds, violent confrontations, cars running into buildings and more.

ana answers andrew's call and promises to get there as soon as possible, asking if they're able to transport her to the light wing. ]

[ Meanwhile, Skye will try to keep taking care of Bo as long as she's here. ]

Maybe you should take a seat. [ here is a nice rolly chair. ]

You're not the one about to push something huge out of your snatch so how about you cut off the commentary, alright?

[Directed at Zero. Don't piss off the lady in labor okay, bad move.

She manages a smile for Skye, though, having a seat.]

Thanks, babe.

[Andrew hangs up with Ana, hurrying back to Bo's side.]

She's coming. She asked if we can get to the Light wing. Do you want to walk? Or should we borrow the chair for a bit?

As much as I probably could walk, I think I'm going to take the easy way out for once.

[Her words are punctuated with measured breaths.]

No, yeah- that makes sense. [He behind the chair and starts guiding her toward the door. As he moves, he addresses the group.]

Keep digging. If there's an emergency and you need me, let me know, but... Actually unless this place is coming down, I don't need to know.

[Okay he's going to rush them out of there now byyyyye]

[ Cisco watches them go, wide eyed and still a little slack jawed, then clears his throat and turns back to his screen.

...Now that THAT'S taken care of... ]

Um, Skye, was it? Can you shoot me over that facial recognition algorithm to see if I can pull any matches from this footage I've got?

Yeah. [ she looks out of it. ] Yeah, go ahead and —

[ something about the bo and andrew thing is sticking with her. they have priorities, man. this, being in here, doesn't touch the human element of it. she gets to her feet. ]

You know, on second thought, just plug it in. You can take over my workstation. Process is automated, it should — [ she's hobbling over the instructions at this point, unplugging herself. ] I have to go be somewhere.

[ not a birth, maybe. not anything so warm and fuzzy. but someone has to be the pallbearer for all the corpses they're digging up. ]

[Topher's back to sitting in front of his computer with his hands steepled, three different videos showing footage of LA open with the sound muted.] Yeah... Go ahead. We'll hold the fort down here.

What in the seven blazes--- [ zero is leaning over topher's computer now as... those images start fuzzing out.

in fact, all feeds and technology/communication from within the la zone seem to be meeting with some serious interference.

and abruptly just black out entirely. ]

Wait. What?! [Topher turns to Cisco.] You had the satellite feeds, right? Are those still up? What the hell?

[ Just as Cisco starts running facial recognition, the feeds go fuzzy. ]

Nonononono...

[ He tabs back over to the satellite feed to see what's happening with that huge miasma of interference. ]

[ the dark miasma can still be seen from above, but even those feeds are strangely static-ing in and out. ] God dammit. [ zero slams a fist onto the edge of the desk ] We're losing everything. Whatever that is, it's wreaking havoc on signals.

Is it just LA?

[Look he feels compelled to make sure the entirety of California isn't sinking into the ocean right now, even if he's a little heartbroken about his hometown being ON FIRE.]

[ Cisco pulls in other satellite feeds, trying to build a bigger picture. As far north as San Jose, as far south as Baja. ]

[ so far it seems largely centralized over LA, although it is stretching in the direction of San Diego as well. its growth seems to be slowing, at least?? ]

Blackout.

This is a nightmare. [He runs his hands down his face.] So, hypothetically, is an isolated disaster centered on LA a good reason to finally call your estranged parents?

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