[ She can't blame those who don't stop for them. And so when someone does-- well, be it in grand miracle or simple outstretched hand, grace received in times of need never fails to draw forth the sort of grateful smile Kevin receives from said young lady as he comes for them. ]
Thank you. [ To the man, gentle and soothing as their third positions himself: ] The shelter's just down this way. Can you---? Mmm, you're doing great. Keep it up, okay?
[ And speed up they manage between them, though perhaps a little lopsided in gait, for Rena's shoulders are hardly at Kevin's altitude. They manage, in due time, to reach the tail end of the remaining crowd before a closed entrance-- no more than two dozen left, perhaps, milling anxiously as they wait for the doors to open again, hoping and counting the seconds and waiting....
...until the green light above the doors turns red, and calm, prerecorded tones echo over the crowd: Attention: shelter full to capacity. Please relocate to alternate shelters at Sector Beta-9, Theta-2, Zeta-7. Follow emergency signs. Attention: shelter full to capacity---
Gasps, shouts, outraged protests, fists pounded against doors. The dismay is tangible. A few of the cannier ones slip away swiftly, getting their head start on the others; Rena herself stands there, briefly rooted, and though she doesn't breathe it out loud, the oh no is written clearly on her face. ]
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Thank you. [ To the man, gentle and soothing as their third positions himself: ] The shelter's just down this way. Can you---? Mmm, you're doing great. Keep it up, okay?
[ And speed up they manage between them, though perhaps a little lopsided in gait, for Rena's shoulders are hardly at Kevin's altitude. They manage, in due time, to reach the tail end of the remaining crowd before a closed entrance-- no more than two dozen left, perhaps, milling anxiously as they wait for the doors to open again, hoping and counting the seconds and waiting....
...until the green light above the doors turns red, and calm, prerecorded tones echo over the crowd: Attention: shelter full to capacity. Please relocate to alternate shelters at Sector Beta-9, Theta-2, Zeta-7. Follow emergency signs. Attention: shelter full to capacity---
Gasps, shouts, outraged protests, fists pounded against doors. The dismay is tangible. A few of the cannier ones slip away swiftly, getting their head start on the others; Rena herself stands there, briefly rooted, and though she doesn't breathe it out loud, the oh no is written clearly on her face. ]