[Technically, he doesn't feel like he's obeying orders by sneaking out of his house.]
[Because he's totally not evacuating, he's investigating! Like something as trifling as "sensible orders" would keep him from springing into poorly planned action.]
[He throws on a cloak and boots with his long nightgown--fashion is his mistress, but there are times when it just isn't important--and heads towards the rich part of the residential area, where he hopes Imogen, Fai, and his grandparents can be found,from his own more modest neighborhood, carrying Jadwiga, who is not taking well to all the fear and confusion in the air. His newly-befriended Houndour, Emilia, is at least more composed--she's a stubborn thing, with a lot of pride, and if she's scared, she's not letting it show. Feliks helped her, and now she's going to protect him if she has to! The little shaking fairy-thing is obviously going to be of no help, she thinks.]
[The aftershocks continue, and the ground wobbles terrifyingly under Feliks's feet. Is there anywhere in the city, where something couldn't collapse or fall on him? He hugs his Ralts tighter, and keeps moving the instant the shaking stops again, on the lookout for trouble or his loved ones.]
Action | Open | Around the residential district, not long after the broadcast
[Because he's totally not evacuating, he's investigating! Like something as trifling as "sensible orders" would keep him from springing into poorly planned action.]
[He throws on a cloak and boots with his long nightgown--fashion is his mistress, but there are times when it just isn't important--and heads towards the rich part of the residential area, where he hopes Imogen, Fai, and his grandparents can be found,from his own more modest neighborhood, carrying Jadwiga, who is not taking well to all the fear and confusion in the air. His newly-befriended Houndour, Emilia, is at least more composed--she's a stubborn thing, with a lot of pride, and if she's scared, she's not letting it show. Feliks helped her, and now she's going to protect him if she has to! The little shaking fairy-thing is obviously going to be of no help, she thinks.]
[The aftershocks continue, and the ground wobbles terrifyingly under Feliks's feet. Is there anywhere in the city, where something couldn't collapse or fall on him? He hugs his Ralts tighter, and keeps moving the instant the shaking stops again, on the lookout for trouble or his loved ones.]