Backdated to 19th, immediately following broadcast

[silno_pyanstvo]

[She wouldn't be able to sleep tonight. There was very little she could think right now, because things were making sense, falling into place and everyone in town was learning the same things. And they were things she had hoped weren't true

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[working_is_hard]

[Yeah, she's still hanging around.]

Roshian...?

[silno_pyanstvo]

[She's sitting in a chair in the living room, waiting for something she can't identify.]

Afganis-tan.

[working_is_hard]

Things will turn out alright.

Things like this always turn out alright in the end, afu.

[silno_pyanstvo]

Нет. Not always.

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[bluecapboy]

[While staying up past midnight was something Luke had done in the past whenever something important was going on. The recent broadcast had him absolutely freaked. He was vaguely familiar with what air raid sirens sounded like, he had never encountered something like this back home.

Someone had played that broadcast with a purpose in mind. Was it a warning?

In any case, Luke's noticed all the lights turning on and goes to investigate. When he spots Roshian, he tries to (poorly) hide his all of his fears for the moment.]

Ah, miss Roshian.

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[silno_pyanstvo]

[She's standing in the kitchen, ignoring the fact that she can't see much out the window because of the lights glowing inside the house.

She should be feeling something right now, but she can't, and when she turns to face Luke again, her expression is calm.]

Luke.

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[bluecapboy]

You've...

[Heard of the broadcasts, right? Of course she had, who hadn't heard them? Besides, he didn't think she'd be turning on all the lights just for fun.

He's not sure what to say for a long time.]

The broadcast.

[There was a question there. A lot of questions, but he was too afraid and just couldn't think straight enough to ask them.]

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[silno_pyanstvo]

Да.

[She doesn't move. Maybe if she stares out towards the edge of town she will be able to see fires in the distance, mushroom clouds.]

Town is playing very dangerous game.

[legberjack]

[ Giriko is hovering around, as he tends to do, his face forced into an even stare. Unfortunately, he was never a very good actor - past his cute, female face, his eyes were undeniably tired. How long were they going to keep pulling this bullshit?

How the hell was he supposed to protect anyone from a goddamn bomb? If it was even real?

Clearing his throat from behind Roshian, he speaks, joking to hide his own concerns. ]

Oi. How about a translation, woman? Seems like you'd know better than anyone, right?

[silno_pyanstvo]

Is just song. Old one. From Union.

[She's too calm]

[legberjack]

So, what? You just gonna let yourself get broken up, like that other shitty town?

[silno_pyanstvo]

Roshian can do nothing.

[anastynastya]

You know that song?

[silno_pyanstvo]

Да. Is old song.

[anastynastya]

How old is it? I don't recognize it at all.

[silno_pyanstvo]

1944.