Martha's 6th - Open Voice/Action - Day 110

[notrosesshadow]

Voice

Is everyone OK. Clinic made it through OK. If you need a doctor, let me know where you are. I'll be there as soon as I possibly can. Also, be careful of aftershocks.

Action

[Martha had been in the clinic when the earthquake came. Once she realized what actually was happening, she braced herself under a door frame until the shocks were over.]

[Once they were over, she put out the message about help and packed her medkit. She began making her way through the town, looking for those she could help.]

Comments

[notrosesshadow]

[Martha nods but her eyes wander back to the demon trap at the door.]

Did you guys ever deal with aliens too?

[She sounds weary and a little far away as she asks it.]

[justrunsasaloon]

Nope. Demons, ladies in white. Everything and anything that goes bump in the night. Satan, angels, everything else? sure. Aliens weren't our thing.

[Because that makes sense.]

[notrosesshadow]

[Martha's face tightens in something akin to disappointment with Ellen's answer.]

They don't exist in my world. Not that I know of. All the weird things we get are aliens.

[justrunsasaloon]

[Ellen's just going to pour them both more to drink. They both need it.]

Probably isn't that far off. Ours are our own monsters, yours come from somewhere else.

[notrosesshadow]

Most of ours aren't monsters. But every once in a while, you run into a bad one. Sometimes a really bad one... I was wondering if there were alien traps like that. They'd work better than the series of tripwires I currently have set up.

[justrunsasaloon]

Can't help you there.

She nods to the symbols.]

These'll keep out or trap anything supernatural, but extra terrestrial isn't in my repertoire.

[notrosesshadow]

[Martha shrugs.]

Just thought I'd ask. He's disappeared anyway. Which is a very good thing.

[justrunsasaloon]

[Ellen pours them both more booze. Martha looks like she needs it.]

You've got someone specific in mind.

[Not a question.]

[notrosesshadow]

[Martha fingers the tumbler. The alcohol makes her want to talk, but what sense she still has left isn't sure yet.]

Let's just say I was taken at an inopportune moment. And not given much relief once I got here.

[justrunsasaloon]

[Ellen huffs out a laugh.]

I was taken right after I blew up a hardware store full of hellhounds. There isn't an opportune time, in my book.

[notrosesshadow]

[Martha watches Ellen carefully, looking for signs that it's a trip. But no one would joke about something like that. Right? Still, there's a moment before she actually starts talking.]

I... I had to stop a man... an alien... from destroying the world. While he hunted me.

[justrunsasaloon]

[Ellen pours herself more, leaving the bottle between them.]

saving the world isn't all it's cracked up to be.

[notrosesshadow]

[Martha nods and takes a pull from her glass before refilling it.]

But someone has to do it. No matter who's held hostage. Or what's coming after you.

[justrunsasaloon]

[Ellen drinks her alcohol. She's down three more shots before she says something. The alcohol is working through her system and she should probably stop.

... Nah.]

Ever wonder if maybe you should let it damned well burn and try to fix it later?

[notrosesshadow]

There wasn't a later in my case. Later would mean no human race.

[At least not in the sense they knew it.]

And once he destroyed the Earth, he was planning on who knows what to the rest of the Universe.

[justrunsasaloon]

[Ellen snorts.]

I had archangels claiming the same damned thing. Some of us still would've survived.

[She shrugs.]

Each their own, I guess.

[notrosesshadow]

[Martha's starting to get dizzy. Which is not good. Not in the slightest. She stands tentatively, and once she knows she'll be able to walk looks to Ellen.]

I should go sober up in case there's an emergency.

Thank you... for the alcohol and the... the listening. It's not something I like to talk about.