filloryfanatic: (looking down)
Quentin Coldwater ([personal profile] filloryfanatic) wrote in [community profile] meadowlarklogs 2020-07-26 03:39 am (UTC)

The Day

[A mix of this and what we talked about!]

Quentin was not lucky enough to be at Red Wings when it all started. He was in his apartment which meant that he could try to shelter at home, but it simply wasn't in him to do that. Not when he heard screaming in the streets. This isn't the first time he's run into danger so he's pretty good at ducking and weaving, and started to pick people up as he went. It wasn't a huge distance, but it felt like it would never end.

He hurried across to Red Wings, encouraging people to go inside, when he turns and sees that three of the people he thought were close behind him were stuck on the other side of the street. Quentin has no fighting ability and a giant boar decides right then to come pounding down the street, the ground shaking. He steps inside, covered in dirt and dust, and looks around for someone who isn't currently busy.

"Hi." He's exhausted but feverishly focused, glancing at Aerith. "I need help as a look out? There's a few people hiding across the street, I can't look both ways safely to ferry them, can you come?"

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