FIRE (KRAKEN) DRILL!!!, LOON DRIVE, FRIDAY NIGHT

[weirderthanthou]

Were you sleeping soundly in whatever underwear you had left, Fandom? Not anymore!

At 2 AM, sirens all across the island began to blare. A PA system turned on, featuring a metallic voice loudly yelling: "KRAKEN DRILL. KRAKEN DRILL. ALL INHABITANTS GRAB RAIN GEAR AND ASSEMBLE AT THE INTERSECTION OF LOON DRIVE AND GRIFFIN WAY. I REPEAT. KRAKEN DRILL. KRAKEN DRILL. ALL INHABITANTS GRAB RAIN GEAR AND ASSEMBLE AT THE INTERSECTION OF LOON DRIVE AND GRIFFIN WAY."

If anyone hoped it was going to stop before 4 AM, sorry: no.

At least there wasn't an actual kraken, so Loon Drive's stone streets wouldn't be slippery with rain. And at least Mayor Faden hadn't deployed her tie yourself to a building addition to the kraken emergency plan yet...

[[ have at, all ]]

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[thatsmysword]

Small mercies: Henry hadn't the faintest what a washing machine was, so he'd been down by the water that morning to clean the pizza stains out of his shirt, and that was that.

Unfortunately, he also hadn't the faintest what a fire drill was. So he came rushing out of the school, alarmed, confused, and... sort of haplessly bedecked in his sort-of-clean clothes.

"What's happening?"

[suitably_heroic]

Guess who hadn't thought to bring his laundry with him to New York? Yeah.

Jack had not wanted to show up here in nothing but a dirty pair of jogging pants and an umbrella. Great. "I am sleeping with earplugs in every night I'm here."

[joan_of_bark]

Served Pam right, falling asleep on her research instead of going home to Harley last night. She lurked along the edge of the road in her bra and a frumpy pair of dull green cargo pants, arms crossed, looking deeply unimpressed.

Her hair clung in aesthetically appropriate ways to her shoulders and chest.

[witchoftheflesh]

"Pam," Adrian said, looking a little tired but also disgustingly chipper in his black pj pants and no shirt. "Not my preferred way of spending a Friday night, you?"

[even_bigger_teeth]

"A kraken drill?" Luma demanded, glaring at Eleanor accusingly, not only because she had been so startled that she'd immediately turned into a wolf, ready to fight, only to realize a second later that there was no immediate danger and turned back into her human form, and now she was clearly blaming her sister for this whole thing, as the more kraken-adjacent of the two. Clearly, it was all her fault.

Eleanor, however, just sighed and rolled her eyes and wouldn't point out that, technically speaking, Luma had as much sea-creature blood in her as she did, even if Luma's blood ran red and not orange. Although, really, the scientific logistics of their bloodline was...confusing, at best. Either way, there really was nothing better to do than do as the alarm instructed, Luma doing a remarkable job of looking like a drowned dog even in her human form, a rain jacket thrown over her faded, dingy old nightgown, and Eleanor seeming relatively unbothered by the rain in one of her many, many shirts from Shenanigans and a pair of shorts.

Honestly? She kind of liked the rain.

[afraid_of_marshmallows]

"I'm so tired," Arden mumbled, coming over to huddle near the other girls. "Why can't we do this during the day. Say, like, Wednesday early afternoon or something."

No reason that particular day and time, honest.

[solo_sword]

Hey! Hey, know what wasn't awesome? Coming to the island after an assassination attempt in the middle of the night, and getting woken up again in the middle of the night by alarms! That definitely wouldn't frazzle a family including two kids' whose birthday was Saturday.

It was a very cranky Jaina who was out here in shorts and a tank top with tired kids.

[shapethecentury]

Bucky had only got back from a particularly taxing Wakanda stint late on Friday evening. So he was looking kind of... cranky, honestly, as he obeyed the warning and showed up at the meet-up point.

But he was wearing clean clothes and had a backpack over his shoulder. Almost as if he was someone who was used to having to get up and be out the door at a moment's notice.

[imafuturist]

Honestly, Tony would have assumed that was just his resting expression.

"Barnes," he said with a nod and a sideways glance.

[thatwaslucky]

Rey was pretty resigned to these by now. She wasn't happy, but she was resigned. She was also here with her hair down, in shorts, that shirt with the sleeves ripped off that someone (Cade) had left after the party that time, and the boots that she'd tried very much to clean by hand after Wednesday.

She also had her lightsaber, just in case there was actually something to worry about, but she had nowhere to put it so it was just in hand.

[moreofaponchoguy]

Cal also had his lightsaber, and the annoyed expression of someone who would have preferred to be clothed in more than a tank top and pants with more patches than actual cloth.

"I assume the drill part means there's no actual kraken and we're just out here for fun?" Well, not fun for them, but maybe fun for someone else.

[imafuturist]

Tony and just too many dogs (he'd been left unsupervised with an animal shelter, what?) sullenly trudged to the aforementioned place. He was pretty certain the building would actually be fine in case of a kraken, but checking on if this was a real thing or just a terrible choice of life was probably for the best.

Had he been awake when the alarm went off? Yes. Yes, he had. Because it was a lot harder to physically drag him out of the lab when you were a dog. Sorry, Steve.

[solo_sword]

Hey, it was that guy from that thing that time!

"I recognize one of those dogs," Jaina said.

[owmytoe]

Well, someone had to show up without a shirt, and it looked like it was going to be Jag. He'd heard about these. He was not enjoying experiencing it.

[weirderthanthou]

"It'd be nice if my assistant checked the schedule on these things with me," Jesse muttered.

She owned like fifteen identical tank tops, so she looked about the same as she always did.

[shapethecentury]

"Can I get in on those plans, too?"

Hello to you too, Bucky.

[stykera]

It was a drill (probably) and so it wasn't an emergency but Stark was not built to not respond to this sort of thing and he'd bolted upright and then run down the stairs to wrestle Pancakes into her carrier.

Yes, he was clad only in a pair of pink boxers. Hush. Grabbing the cat had been more important than grabbing real pants.

[deathsmajesty]

"You brought your cat, darling?" Liliana asked, looking at Pancakes curiously.

[totalwildcard]

Harley was wearing a sheet. Like, not even really fancily arranged about her body like a toga or something, just half-assily wrapped around her with most of the danger of flashing people with any of her bits mitigated.

But maybe don't look for too long/too closely, if you didn't wanna get an eyeful.

"This is bullshiiiiit," she whined, to no one in particular. Bruce, at her feet, looked equally displeased - and kind of groggy, for a hyena.

[deathsmajesty]

Liliana was not best pleased about this. Half an hour earlier, she would have been annoyed, but at least not asleep. But here she was, wearing a thin dressing gown that might or might not have anything underneath it and a very withering expression. She looked like she was taking this lack of kraken thing personally.

[imafuturist]

"Do you think a real kraken would stand a chance against an island of very angry people?" Tony asked, looking thoughtful about it all. How much sleep had he gotten lately? No, don't ask that.

[afraid_of_marshmallows]

Arden wasn't awake enough to be grumpy. She was in a tank top (spattered with cooking oil and still the least dirty thing she owned aside from underwear and party dresses) and short sleep shorts and looked like she was half-willing to let a kraken eat her or drown her or whatever, so long as she got to nap while it happened.

[moreofaponchoguy]

It said something about how this place had rubbed off on him that Cal was embarrassed to be down to a tank top and some threadbare pants that had seen better days. He'd never worried about having smelly clothes before, but hopefully Arden wouldn't mind as he slid up next to her.

"This is early, even for me," he said. "This should be a 10am alarm instead."

[hasaknightjob]

Steven wasn't out of clothes yet so he was wearing the t-shirt and light sweats that sufficed for summer pajamas. As a Brit of course he had a nice big umbrella. Though it didn't seem to be necessary?

He was tired and still trying to get his bearings, really.

[totalwildcard]

"... Steven?"

You wouldn't think Harley would feel the need to check she had it correct, and normally she wouldn't, but. Come on. Middle of the night, sirens, give a gal a break!

[witchoftheflesh]

Adrian didn't own a washing machine; he had his own setup that didn't use electricity and used much less water. And yet, even that had failed him this week, developing a giant crack in the barrel. So here he was, Boston in his arms, wearing a pair of black pajama pants and...yeah, black pajama pants.

[mustbeawitch]

Lydia was giving Boston a Look that said very sternly that she didn't know if he could see through glamours, but if he could, he'd better not tell anyone what she was actually wearing if he knew what was good for him.

She did not realize that it might look like she was staring with intense focus at Mr. Blackwood's chest.

[pocketpretzels]

Well, if you'd never seen Watts in a t-shirt, now was your chance? Because here he was, in that and a pair of loose cotton pants, curls in complete disarray (also hatless, gasp) and looking very much not entirely awake.

[stykera]

"Welcome back to the island," Stark said dryly. "Hello, Watts."

[ifwebeworthy]

Don had briefly considered letting Thor handle this, but once he'd realize it was just a drill he'd decided it was important for him to get a feel for it, in case in an actual emergency there wasn't opportunity to switch. So here he was, in his boxers and a t-shirt about a cicada reunion tour that was nearly falling off of him because it had one hundred percent been grabbed from Thor's side of the closet.

[deathsmajesty]

"I need a doctor's note," Liliana informed him.

Hellos were for times when there weren't alarms blaring about non-existent krakens.

[napking]

Was Gray shirtless because he didn't have any clean shirts left or because he was conserving them for later? Hard to say. Regardless, he was here, and he'd brought his sword just in case they did have to fight a kraken.

Please? Could he have just a little kraken-fighting? As a treat?

[afraid_of_marshmallows]

No, Gray. Arden had a strict 'no fighting krakens before seven in the morning' rule.

"Do you think Raiden will be bringing snacks?" she asked. Hopefully.

Look, if she had to be out here at stupid o'clock in the morning, there could at least be food about it.

[chef_chocobro]

Ignis had rather considered just pretending he hadn't heard any such alarm, clearly, but, well...he wouldn't be convincing anyone of that. And if anything, he should probably be nearby to help deflect things in case Liliana set her sights on murdering something else for lack of having an actual kraken.

And trying not to think too much about any rain ruining the material of what had hastily been thrown on.

[deathsmajesty]

"There isn't a kraken, Ignis."

This was not the first time Liliana had informed him of this. Each time, she sounded more aggravated about it.

[mustbeawitch]

Lydia looked lovely and fresh, with her hair done and an actual dress on.

And if everyone could just ignore the hastily wrapped and still bleeding cut on her left forearm that would be fantastic. If she'd realized this wasn't real she would have taken the time to actually get dressed and not slapped on a heavy glamour. Honestly.

[afraid_of_marshmallows]

"How?!" Ignore how that sounded like an accusation, Lydia. Someone was just jealous. And sleepy.

[hashtag_chocobro]

Oh, fun! And now there was a crying toddler added to the mix, too.

"I swear to gods," Prompto was muttering, shaking his head while balancing baby and umbrella, "I swear to gods, if someone doesn't give me a good reason why this is even needed, I...."

Well, he didn't know what he was going to do. Sulk, probably.

But right now, he was just trying to get Noctra quiet, and be extremely glad that he had those noise-dampening headphones for her with those sirens.

[afraid_of_marshmallows]

"Oh! Professor Argentum!" Arden gave an awkward wave. "Uh. Probably the worst time for this, but I meant to tell you, I learned about another photographer that you might be interested. But, uh. Maybe another time?"

[sword_chocobro]

Gladio had a big ass giant sword and absolutely no shirt, and, honestly, if this were just a few hours later, it would be pretty much his usual start to his morning with some training.

But if it really was just a drill and they weren't actually fighting anything, he was mostly just already looking forward to a little Cup Noodle^TM after all this was done to at least get his day started right...if pretty much stupidly early.

[stykera]

Gladio with no shirt was at least a comforting sight. Thank you for your service to the island, Gladio.

"I haven't seen your sword in a while."