79: Bells II
Hello, Phoenix.
Mika let out a breath of relief as the shockwaves ceased, leaving bands of blue glow across his floor. Cords and drives dipped into pools of energy haphazardly and hazardously - this room wasn't typically dangerously messy, just somewhat messy, but when the mountain started screaming, a crack opened up beneath his desk and swallowed up a single table leg. That single missing leg sent everything flying wherever the hell it wanted to go in his second office/repurposed guest room.
Kneeling between leycracks and the fallen pieces of some novelty appliance, Mika flinched as he moved to turn his monitor on, the thick build of holoprojector made more for intense research rather than personal use. He blinked as the machine started to boot - he hadn't expected it to be hardy enough to survive a drop off a desk and sliding several feet across the room. He...
Shouldn't have done that. There was still a mess plugged in while sitting in exposed leyline. He expected to hit the power and for nothing to happen. Mika reached slowly, reluctantly, to a cord - either too slowly or just slow enough. The screen lit up blue. Massive repositories of knowledge, far deeper than he'd ever accessed before, projected across his walls.
Somewhere in downtown Malkiz, an old bookstore began ringing.