Rarity and her assistant Daytime Breeze make their living as journalists for NCN, they're well known for getting up close and personal with their stories, going into the fray to bring the news. But, their newest assignment is to report on the current war in the Red Sea Union. They had gotten close to fires, they had gone into storms, and they had gotten up close and personal with murderous psychopaths. But, war is something else, something worse.

This is kind of supposed to be a dark romance of sorts, two characters falling in love while all this stuff is happening around them. And while I avoid it hugely, there will possibly be sex here, even if it goes against what I stand for, I can't confirm I will though.

WARNING: This story will contain the usage of racial slurs and slurs related to sexuality and mental illness. Just know I do not hold such views and am using these purely because the world is akin to that of the 1950s-60s Cold War Era United States.