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Oh what glorious a day! By random Chance, an uninvolved, innocent life was saved. Raz had been very lucky. Little did she know that just shortly after she was off Central grounds, on her way to a lazy day out in the landsacpe just lying around and doing nothing, the whole place would go up and away. For reader's soul health, a detailed description of the imminent reaction will be spared. Let's just say, she did not actually expect this to happen. Nevertheless, after the first shock subsided, there was just one thing on her mind. "Dude, my stuff!" Everyone for him or herself, she had not the time nor mentality to worry for every person who might have been in central when this unfortunate event happened. And since her life was pretty much safe for the time being, next thing on the list was her personal belongings. Pretty much just waiting for the roughest dust to settle, she went right back the direction she came from.

The view was almost distrurbing and unreal. A lively city was turned upside down and torn asunder in just moments, no stone or anything for that matter was attached to anything else any more. Here and there, people were doing things. Trying to recollect what was lost and still in one piece, or tried to dig out other people or tend to their wounds, if they happened to survive in the first place. "I, like, sure 'ope i can fin' the place in all t'is rubble. An' Niko better be alive still. No can do, like, just havin' his place blown t' smithereens and not get, like, some kind of a substitute." If any of that was the case, she's see soon enough. But first, it was time to navigate the place. Which was hard in this state, many things did look nothing like they used to, and Raz was not all that comfortable to navigate Central on her own to begin with.

After a few dead ends and misguided ways, she actually ended up in some remains of streets that looked very familiar. Another while later, she had actually managed to relocate herself to what used to be a house she' spend a few nights in. And to the best of luck, not much was completely destroyed. "Now t'is what i, like call, fixing problems." In fact, all of her tools were in passable shape so all she really needed to do was pick the bag up after taking a quick glance in. Sadly, most of her favourite clothing didn't make it, as far as she could tell between the shards of building. "Time t' be a good samaritian for a while, i guess." Raziah had already made a plan. Once she'd see officer dude, since he did not appear to be home righ now, she'd persuade him into arranging for a new place to stay in. But Central was big and now that she had easy means to do so, it was decided to first help out in clearing some of the shattered buildings and maybe erect a few makeshift shelters. Being able to manipulate iron girders to your own will sure seemed to come in handy, seeing how many iron there was in modern building. And with that thought, Raz steered herself back in the direction she came from, where she'd seen many people having a hard time with the ruins of central, trying to reclaim belongings, family members or shelter.

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A breee would blow by with a slight scent of smoke. As as man passed over a hill he looked at the horizon. What he saw was horriable. He saw a city in ruins. Lives lost seemed high from where he was standing. Buildings were toppled over but in the midst of it the survivors didn’t fall into that muchg chaos. From his view it looked like many were helping neighbors while few were helping them selves.
“I guess I gotta help now. “ he than began to run down to the city. As he got to the gate which was blown off completely he would look at the distruction with a frown. He would than move along the city surveying the extensive damage. “God Damn terrorists what the hell provokes them to do shit like this” he said this under his breath and saw someone. Walking up to her he said “Hello How can I help?”

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"I wouln't know. Like, can you?" she responded, kind of snappy, for being randomly talked to. "I was just plannin' to see for some of the people having, like, a hard time with their collapsed buildin's. An' sort of help them erect some form of, like, shelter for the time bein'." It was easy to see what she'd been referring too. Ruins were everywhere and so were people trying to make the best out of the shattered stone and warped metal. They'd just been robbed of their homes, but had to live somewhere nevertheless, until someone, other cities, countries or whoever, sent some kind of help.
This would not be too much like what she used to do regarding iron works, but it'd propably work, iron was iron, the amount and shape was the only thing that differed. "So, like, think you'll be useful for that? If not, you'd be better off goin' elsewhere, helpin' other people who 're in need." She'd clearly be doing most of the rough work using alchemy, but maybe a more 'regular' person could be an important asset too, in it's own way.

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he looked at her and smile. he really didnt know whether she thought he was useless or something. Just tell me how hot to make the fire. he would than place a few planks of wood on the fire and smile. putting on his alchemy gloves he drew his sword. flicking his thumb on the rayskin he sent up a spark which traveled down quickly igniting the timber. he than would get started with the rubble around. He made room for the people and to build some makeshift houses. he than muttered Just lucky i haven't had my rum yet. under his breath. He than looked at her and said Anything else? he waited for a response as he took out a cigarette and lit it. Smoking the cigarette he didnt smile though the cigarette began to calm his nerves. the nicotine in them making it easier to give a happier response.

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And useful he made himself. Made a fire. That was least something. Course one could make fire easily, with the right scavenged items, but this method was indefinately easier overall. So least none of them people would freeze to death anytime soon. Nevertheless, there was still no durable shelter. "We oughta fix that, like, in a second." First of all, Raz would have to look for the right kind of material to use first. A single iron bar does not a house make. So she veered off into the nearby surroundings. Looking for things that qualified. There was lots of concrete and thus a lot of reinforcement, that was a start. With a quick touch of the embroided glove, the grids pulled themselves out of the stone and rearranged themselves into a few simple iron bars, about a meter in lenght each. "Guess that 'ill make for first resources." But the plan saw more things to come. Crossing piers to be made out of iron girders, walls and roofs made of iron plates attached to them. But before that, all of these people would have to help out in gathering a few of them valuable iron scrap pieces for their makeshift safehouse. Otherwise, Raz would take quite a while to get it all together by herself. After bringing what she could carry of them bars back to their fireplace, she said: "Help gatherin' iron pieces, so we have som'thin' to work off, right?" The ones she brought back would be a nice stock for primitive tools, bolts and the likes later on.

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Alex would look at her and say " Yea I already did that theres a pile of steel to the right and a pile of Iron to the left." as he said this he would point to each pile. he would than mutter under his breath and look at her while still smoking his cig. He would than sit down on a pile of Rocks from a building. he would look up and wonder why he even decided to come here.

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Cinaed wandered through the remains of Central. He was lucky that he had all of his more important skematics on hand at all times. He had also reinforced his lab to sustain a large amount external damage, so he was relatively fine. But that was more than he could say about those around him. He noticed injured souls and destroyed houses. To help, he set his engineering mind to work, devising projects over and over, revising and editing until he had a proper idea in his head.

His mechanical arms ached in excitement as he made his way towards a group of active workers, one of them was an Alchemist. He reached over and flipped the switches to his Alchemy mechanisms, turning them on. He made his way over and greeted them.

"Greetings. How may I help you? My name is Cinaed, Head of the Science Department in Central. And you are?"

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Time progressed and people showed up. This was good. The more people assisted in the emergency help, the better. The active military forces propably had enough on their hands as it was, finding out whatever i was that caused central to turn all ruin and stuff.

Although she'd kind of taken command at this point, Raz pretty much ignored the happenings around and proceeded with turning scrap metal into more valuable shapes. Plates and Pillars mostly. After a few of them had been made and started to stockpile, she glanced over the people on site, then gestured towards the iron pillars lying around. " 'rive these in the groun', like, as cornerstones for shacks, so we can attach walls. 'cause it'd be gettin' dark sooner or later." Naturally, she'd not be the one to do ALL the work, them lazy ass people could at least help out, unless they wanted to stay on the outside for the time to come after finishing. Also, the iron bars would have been quite heavy to lift and erect for a single person.

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Greetings. How may I help you? My name is Cinaed, Head of the Science Department in Central. And you are?
'rive these in the groun', like, as cornerstones for shacks, so we can attach walls. 'cause it'd be gettin' dark sooner or later.
Yea Yea Just do as she says. I have this set you have the second one over there and don't mess anything up. with this he pointed to the second set at the side. Gathering up a few of the towns people he had one such alchemist make a hole for each pole. as he did this he began to separate each pole. each pole was made very well from what he saw. seeing the man finishing the holes he told him to stand by. He and a few other men one of which was abnormally large moved the poles into each hole. as the did so the first man began to seal them in closing the hole. As they moved to the next pole he began to day dream a bit. as each pole came into place the man would seal it in with his alchemy. each one in a rhythm as they built shelter. The plates being the hardest but it was easier as Alex made flames soldering the metal plates to the rods making a dome like shelter reminiscent of an igloo. he would then sit down taking out a cigarette from his back pocket. flicking his glove across the spark cloth he light the cigarette as the fire rose into a straight line before dissipating. as he took his first smoke since he left resmbool he smiled.

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{OOC: I'm joining the current Mission and it requires a free booking, so adios amigos}

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