[God, twenty-five years. It's been twenty-five years since she had to comfort a scared teenage girl facing a traumatic survival situation... back when she was one herself.
For a moment she actually just listens to the others responding. There's some good advice being given by people she hasn't spoken to yet, but it isn't long before those voices blend together with more familiar ones. Old voices, that aren't coming from her walkie-talkie...
At first, they're too indistinct for her to make out. But the voices of the girls who never came home from Flight 2525 get louder. Antagonistic. In another flash, the doomed teens themselves seem to be standing right in front of her.
She forces her eyes closed and focuses everything she has on replying to the girl on the radio. It's the best way she can think of to try and drown the hallucinations out.]
Maddy, my name is Taissa. [She speaks slowly and a little too loudly at first, but quickly regulates while still making herself clear.] You're going to get through this.
I'm with a group that is heading southwest to the airfield that Zam spoke about. [Another "non-human" being otherwise very rational and slowly stoking her existential crisis.] You can use the movement of the sun and moon to help get your bearings. If you can find or make shelter on your way, take it. There's a storm coming and I don't know how bad it'll get.
As soon as it passes, I'm sure we'll be able to get someone out to help you. [Taissa pauses and exhales deeply off-radio. It's quieter now, just herself speaking.] You're not alone here.
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For a moment she actually just listens to the others responding. There's some good advice being given by people she hasn't spoken to yet, but it isn't long before those voices blend together with more familiar ones. Old voices, that aren't coming from her walkie-talkie...
At first, they're too indistinct for her to make out. But the voices of the girls who never came home from Flight 2525 get louder. Antagonistic. In another flash, the doomed teens themselves seem to be standing right in front of her.
She forces her eyes closed and focuses everything she has on replying to the girl on the radio. It's the best way she can think of to try and drown the hallucinations out.]
Maddy, my name is Taissa. [She speaks slowly and a little too loudly at first, but quickly regulates while still making herself clear.] You're going to get through this.
I'm with a group that is heading southwest to the airfield that Zam spoke about. [Another "non-human" being otherwise very rational and slowly stoking her existential crisis.] You can use the movement of the sun and moon to help get your bearings. If you can find or make shelter on your way, take it. There's a storm coming and I don't know how bad it'll get.
As soon as it passes, I'm sure we'll be able to get someone out to help you. [Taissa pauses and exhales deeply off-radio. It's quieter now, just herself speaking.] You're not alone here.