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| Deus Ex Phoenix; From the ashes rises... | |
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| Topic Started: Feb 5 2013, 11:10 AM (1,254 Views) | |
| Grav | Feb 5 2013, 11:10 AM Post #1 |
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It was dark and inconceivably hot. Everything around shook, faster and faster, to the point where it seemed ready to break, and just as you thought everything was about to explode….nothing. The heat faded, as did the noise and everything else, and for the first time in years, there was silence. But it was not meant to be. An object may not always be allowed to remain at rest, not when there are greater powers at play. Suddenly, Sonya Gulliver was aware of a feeling. Confusion. Her eyes briefly remained shut with fear, her thoughts a jumbled mess of voices screaming at each other as loud as they could. She focused with a low inhale of breath, and they opened. She was lying on her back and could barely see past her own feet. Everything was blurry nor did it help surrounded by a pool of warm, yellow light. Testingly, she moved one of her arms. It sluggishly replied with little pain, but got only a few inches before it was pulled back toward the edge of the bed by some invisible force. Turning to look, she found her head held rigidly in place by a device around her neck. |
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| Tojoyama | Feb 5 2013, 02:51 PM Post #2 |
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not the first rodeo for s.gulliver - - - - - - - - - - - - - There was a reason for this. An explanation. Sonya moved her hand again, in front of her face this time. It looked translucent, then she woke up and realized she'd just dreamt it. She tried to move her hand again and nothing happened. A peek to her feet and the bed spun around. Dizzy. Gulliver don't get dizzy. I'm Sonya Gulliver, I do head stands off the edge of the playground merry-go-round. My bed does not spin. Well, a couple bottles of champaigne. that makes it spin. Or... A mickey. Someone slipped her a little something in her drink. Now she's been ravished and ... and nothing to do but wait until she can move. Or they come back. hhmm. wait. Baroness. Ian was there. And Belker. She went to Glory. This train was bound for Glory. this train. Her head hurt, Ian can't sing worth gose, but she loved it when he did. Ian wouldn't do this. well, the Champaigne he would. not the mickey. but not Glory. Sonya tried to look at her hand again, strained to moved it. Her head felt like it was splitting open, which; little did she know, it had been - split open. Baroness though. She'd been at Baroness. And then something... Sonya slept. =============== How long, she didn't know, a minute. A month. It would be nice to wretch. Her mouth tasted like browncoat laundry. Must be the hospital, she'd fallen off the merry-go-round, finally broke her neck; just like Ninjar said she would if she kept showing off. Nurses button? no, that required feeling in her hands. Been here before, where am I? What happened? Hoo Boy. Attention. How hard is it to get attention? Right. She screamed. "AAAAahhh..." coughed, "AAAaaaahhhhhhh!" That was feeble, did she even make any noise? Christ as nose art did her head ever hurt. Meekly, humbly she asked, "Jesus, please. Can I have a glass of water?" |
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| Grav | Feb 6 2013, 01:08 PM Post #3 |
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At the sound of her first scream, the light she had been bathed in slowly dimmed. She could see the edges of the room now. The walls were lined with medical equipment and readouts. Various wires and IV lines were connected, but trailed off out of sight. Before her ran a row of darkened windows, there didn't appear to be any entrance or exit, though perhaps it lay behind her. "Sonya." Came a soothing female voice from somewhere out of sight. "Awake so soon?" she said, it wasn't a question. "The Doctor will be pleased!" she said rather enthusiastically. "I'll be in to you now with some supplies. Tell me, are you in any pain?" the voice continued, fading off as if distracted by something else. |
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| Tojoyama | Feb 6 2013, 02:04 PM Post #4 |
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Sonya smiled a little, that worked. The voice felt good to hear. Not alone. In pain? "Yes." She replied quietly, just a little desperation in her voice. The pain only part of the desperation. The failure to immediately place where she was and what had happened. And the creeping knowledge of the repercussion of what might have happened. The shadow of the conclusion on her now. "My head, just my head." Oh no. "I can't... I can't feel anything else." Which wasn't quite true... she couldn't move anything else, there were tingles and now the sudden hollow falling in the pit of her stomach. The terror of the conclusion obvious now. Tears were in her eyes. Neck brace, can't move her arms, or legs. Beaten, abused, torn down, rejected and tossed about. She'd always come back. She'd always had... "oh.." The tears bubbled over. But never this. She looked about the hospital room. The view was like looking through tubes running through her head, using someone else's eyes. Even with the neck brace or restraint, or .. she could move her head. so... maybe. Didn't she move her arm earlier, her hand? She tried again. It felt like it moved. Maybe. A sigh. "Is the doctor coming?" |
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| Grav | Feb 7 2013, 01:08 AM Post #5 |
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There was a little giggle from behind her, the woman seemed amused. "Yes, I've sent for him. He'll want to see how you're doing." Again her voice faded off to the sound of shuffling. "Don't try to move just yet, those restraints are there for a reason." she said calmly, any trace of happiness now long gone from her voice. She could move her hands though, both of them. They felt heavy and weak, attached to her body by some flimsy string, and each time she moved them toward her neck they would softly pull themselves back to their resting places. |
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| Tojoyama | Feb 7 2013, 05:04 AM Post #6 |
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The giggle made her a little mad. nothing ruttin funny here. But giggle-voice said restraints, which meant she wasn't paralyzed. She pulled up her hands again where she could see them. The thin cords pulled heavy, gently but geometrically increasingly heavy; Gulliver pulled against the resistance as best she could, which was without any affect at all. Her head pounded with the exertion. Yet it felt exhilarating. She could move. "Heh" she meant to make a little giggle of her own to celebrate not being bodily dead. But it ended up as a snort. Which made her laugh a little more, which was even more of a snort. Then a little instinct kicked in, and she followed with alternating pulls of her arms, it was a bit like a bicep curl; except for the headache and impending explosion of her temples. She sucked in some air between hammer blows to her temples. She pulled at her legs, tried to lift; managed to see her knees rise under the sheet before hidden restraints pulled them back down on the bed. The entire experience reminded her of some sort of remote control. Like those double controls on those carnival machines to drop down and snatch up some cheap stuff animal with a miniature construction claw. Gulliver was working the controls, from some distance in the back of her brain, pulling and pushing the controls, pulling with invisible cords of her own against hidden bindings of restraint. Like the carnival machines she was losing the battle. More quarter creds going in than anything near less than the cost of some silly plushy kitty cat. It being of course more than getting some stupid toy. It was about winning. Sonya liked to win. She alternated a couple of legs lifts, another attempt at arm curls. The resistance had increased, and her own endurance had quickly ebbed away. Gulliver stopped, suddenly aware that after just a few pulls and struggles she was not breathing heavy, sweat had beaded on her face and rolled off. The sheet was wet. A minute, if that, and she was done. It seemed like restraints pulled at her eye lids now. Sweat from her body smelled like something between cheap scotch and engine oil. Gulliver felt better though. She wasn't dead. She wasn't crippled, least that she could tell. "Maybe just a little nap then... " she tried to say as she drifted off just a bit, just a few seconds. |
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| Grav | Feb 8 2013, 01:07 AM Post #7 |
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Sonya's eyelids slowly dropped for what seemed like a second, opening again without much effort. The bright ceiling above her had now transformed into a twisting pattern, thousands of interconnected lines shifted to reveal a new image each second, none of which she could decipher. Sonya's breathing became heavier as the sensation grew, the sight of such a thing almost too much to take. It grew brighter the more she focused on it, until her temples throbbed with pain and she closed her eyes with a small squeak. "Here., this should help." came the soothing voice from before, this time much closer. There was a small hiss from the other side of the room and within a few moments the explosions in her temples began to fade. As he fingers tingled, she slowly opened her eyes again, the image had vanished now. Her attention flicked back to her right hand side, as a silhouetted figure stepped toward her with something in hand. "Water?" she asked happily. It took a few seconds for her to make out the woman's features. She was a young Asian girl, with short, dark, cropped hair. She held the transparent container of water just out of reach, waiting for the patient's response. |
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| Tojoyama | Feb 8 2013, 10:46 AM Post #8 |
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Sonya was being shown things that did not exist, so far beyond comprehension she didn't know what they were. Things outside human sight until they had chosen to show them, to her. As a young girl, the athletic prodigy of her generation, she had suspected there were others behind the curtain. They had made her more than others, that is how she was able to be such a gifted athlete. And now they had come to reclaim her. The light was too bright, the insight flooding her subconscious too much. Her head nearly exploded again and she squeaked in pain and epiphany. "Here, this should help." the spirit guide was back. And the materiel world returned. Sonya blinked as the voice hissed bliss back to her, crazy thoughts, she thought. Or is that what I'm supposed to think? Again Sonya tried and was able to raise her hands, studied them looking for telltale signs they were hers, a figure approached. With the elixir. "Water?" she asked and reached for the offered cup of life. The silver cords floated from her hand as she reached for the glass. Restraints. Or connections? Her hand was steady until she took the glass, then there was a slight feeble shaking, tingling fingers tried to remember to stay steady. The waterbearer steadied her hand. Sonya looked over the bringer and found the young woman's feature's perfect, the eyes of great intellect. Of course they would be perfect creatures, these long hidden creators of the verse, the lost tribe. Warpsmiths. Technomages. Keepers of the great technologies lost to the verse: stellar terraforming, interstellar travel. These were the people that had all the answers. And Sonya was finally among them. The water glass guided to her lips. Gulliver took the drink slowly, knowing full well that rehydration must be slow and easy. But her mouth was not dry and thirsting, her throat only a little dry, but she was not in desperate need. Someone had been keeping her in good sorted order. "Thanks Doc." the very idea of the rare event of a Doctor fetching a glass of water not entering her mind. The water was perfect, a purity of sweetness and temperature. "How long?" her eyes pulled back to look to the young superior being. Watched her eyes.... not sure if she had responded. Not sure what she was really asking? Did she fade away, or did Sonya? "I'm feeling... really stoned." |
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| Grav | Feb 8 2013, 01:17 PM Post #9 |
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The young nurse patiently watched Sonya with smile, offering her another soft chuckle as she took back the container. "Yes, I imagine you would. My name is Nin, I'm here to ensure you remain comfortable." She said, then moved away, examining one of the screens on a nearby wall. "Yes." she murmured to herself, peering over her shoulder at Sonya before returning her attention to the screen. "A temporary side effect from what I can see, do not be alarmed if certain things appear…. "she paused "…..heightened." She paused and turned back toward Sonya, strolling over and placing a hand on her shoulder. "I have no idea how long you have been unconscious, I was only transferred here this morning. Now please, try to calm yourself, the Doctor will return shortly." she said pleasantly, folding her arms as she turned back toward the screens. |
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| Tojoyama | Feb 8 2013, 03:23 PM Post #10 |
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"thank you." Sonya said, with great appreciation. She looked at the screens but there was just a fuzzy glow, it her her eyes, somewhere behind her eyes, where she was looking through. "whew." It was weird, the perceptions and more so her trying to work them out while her memories rearranged and tried to organize. "Did something happen to Baroness again?" After all, Dugan was there. didn't he blow it up before? Glory? Did she already try to work through this in her head. It didn't seem right now that she had said it out loud. There was something more. A cell. An arrest. People there with her. Was that from way back, or just before she came to ... to where. Sonya focused on the, the nice person taking care of her. "Where is this...?" hospital didn't sound right, it didn't look right. The restraint cords, the I.V.... she looked close at it. Fluids of coppery metallic color moved a slow pace into her arm. "Are those Nanobots?" she heard of those. They were illegal of course, for athletes. "i could be disbarred." she should pull the I.V. out, except... except there wasn't anything to be disbarred from. "Nin?" please magic Nin, explain it all, I can't even think of the questions. |
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| Grav | Feb 10 2013, 02:53 PM Post #11 |
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Nin shook her head to Sonya as she moved back out of sight. "I'm afraid I'm not familiar with the events leading up to your accident. However, when I boarded this vessel we were in orbit around Verbana, I cannot say as to where we have navigated since. Now try to relax." She said, her voice full of cheer. There was a click and the bed on which Sonya rested began to fold backwards, returning her to flat, lying position. The lights overhead seemed to adjust to her focus, white, but not blinding. She felt the tug on her restraints loosen. "Nanobots?" came a new voice from toward her feet. "Wouldn't touch the things!" followed a quick reply from the same man, a slight german twinge to his accent and a certain excitement to his words. "Sonya my dear, wonderful to have you with us again so soon!" the sounds of his steps echoed around the room, as she starred up at the ceiling. A silhouette appeared at the edge of her vision, hands held together like a priest of medicine, just out of her range of focus. He stood there for a moment, starring down at her with what felt like good intentions. "Tell me, how do you feel?" |
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| Tojoyama | Feb 11 2013, 08:50 AM Post #12 |
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'how do I feel?', she's supposed to be good at that. Self Diagnosis. When training and competing it was important to note the condition of her body; relay the information to trainers and doctors her status. But nothing like this. Exhaustion. Dehydration, the breaking down of muscle tissue when the body started to go to work on burning it for energy. And there were plenty of designer recreational pharmaceuticals back in the day. Those things she knew, she'd recognize. The pain was mostly gone though, whatever had been re-calibrated had cut the pounding in her head. "Confused. Too much . . " specifics... "Hazy. Hallucinations, can't focus, sensitive to light, feel out of my body." Sonya examined her hands again, the almost faded scars on her left hand, from ancient times of Glory and a plasma weapon that just missed. "Hard to focus, I can't remember...anything but... " "I remember, I remember..." She giggled, "the Alamo? well... Baroness." then a click like an old slide show. "In a cell, arrested on Baroness." "Corso." Glory again. Ian had got Glory from Corso, and then he was there? in her cell? Corso that is, not Ian. Though Ian had been in her cell, but that was before. Maybe. Yes, a long time before. Gorramit Ian. And Glory, everything does not go back to them. It made her a little mad. Assertive. "Where am I?" Edited by Tojoyama, Feb 11 2013, 08:52 AM.
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| Grav | Feb 12 2013, 03:38 PM Post #13 |
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The Doctor half shook his head in reply. "I was hoping the procedure would not have interfered with your memory to such an extent. " he took a step closer, leaning into the light and revealing a worried, aged face. "You're onboard…" he hesitated "….a starship, above the planet Verbana. As to how you got here, that's a little more complicated…." again he trailed off, but this for different reasons. Nin's warm voice returned to take up the slack. "Sonya, you're safe now, this Corso will never find you." she said, intending it as reassuring, but something about her tone didn't quite hold to it. She looked over toward the Doctor and nodded. "Yes, you've been through a lot Sonya, but not to fret." he said loudly from across the room. "Your accident, whatever it was, caused some serious damage. Nothing we couldn't fix though." his voice now had an air of confidence about it. "Prior to this, your brain showed signs of a recent cerebral hemorrhage and subsequent evidence of delta waves." his voice grew as he approached again, a datapad now in hand. He leaned in again, offering her another smile. "Do you have any idea why this might be?" |
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| Tojoyama | Feb 13 2013, 11:25 AM Post #14 |
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'what was this huhn dahn talking about?' Sonya could remember fine: star, prison, the war, Glory, got a kid, just... how she got on a .... starship? Did he say starship? and why is he staying over in fuzzy range. Gulliver squinted to try and see the Doctor. Something around her neck, a brace or something, made it difficult to twist and get a good look. Hazy vision, she blinked rapidly. 'corso' the woman said. Nin. She liked Nin. She had a nice voice. Corso though... uh oh. Another memory, or sort of a consolidation of them. Corso wasn't after her. They had been, running. Hoo Boy, ESCAPING! There were others, and she ... was flying them away. The Doctor gave the low down. She'd been hurt, not specifying how. Fixed, again the serious nature of her injury.. injuries? and then he asked her how she was hurt, leaned in over her with his fuzzy face and fake Doctor Smile. Like she had a clue. "Beats me Doc. What the rut is a Delta Wave?" |
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Nin smiled happily down at Sonya, her focus moving from her patient to the Doctor and back. She seemed rather pleased with how things were going, or just happy to be there. "It's a high amplitude brain wave, associated with deep sleep, or in your case, a coma." came the Doctors reply, allowing a few moments to pass as his suggestion sunk in. "We believe that prior to your 'incident' you endured some sort of brain aneurysm which in turn triggered this coma like state." Yet despite the information he was conveying, the Doctor didn't seem particularly bothered, the flickers off a smile playing at the edges of his mouth. "A brilliant natural defense mechanism. The consciousness retreats toward the centre of the brain in order to protect itself. It may very well have saved your life…." he trailed off, moving right up to her side and carefully examine the side of the braces around her hands and neck. "….had the subsequent impact not fractured your neck and spine." |
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| Tojoyama | Feb 13 2013, 03:52 PM Post #16 |
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As the doctor explained Sonya's left hand traced lightly along her neck and over the neck brace, touched her face then slowly moved back down her left side. It stopped along her outer thigh. She could feel that. "I don't remember what happened." Of course not. She'd have been unconscious. But what could she remember before. Nothing else. 'it'll come'. Maybe. "Defense Mechanism? Defense..?. " should she tell them? did they know? "Against .... " against what? she was going to ask. Instead, she confessed. "I... I had psychotherapy. Personality disorder.. with Adaptive Fabrication Matrix. The Doc, he said it was emotional. Not neuro. So... ?" Though Doc MacGregor never had the equipment to actually check. Optimism. "So I'm going to make a full recover, or... " She wiggled her toes. "I have." Gulliver turned to Nim. Nim was nice. She'd have good news. "Right?" ============= OOC reference: http://lostinserenity.com/topic/1227011/1/ post # 6,11, 12 Edited by Tojoyama, Feb 13 2013, 03:53 PM.
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| Grav | Feb 15 2013, 03:19 PM Post #17 |
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The Doctor removed his hand from the braces, making eye contact with Sonya. "Why, against death, of course." he answered quickly before dropping off to allow her continue. He sighed a little as she mentioned the other Doctor. "Psychology is not exactly my field of expertise you should understand. Unless these were pre-existing genetic disorders, I'm afraid they'll likely return with time." He looking back toward one of the walls, again moving off into the light. "Nin, assign a team to look into the effects of the procedure on prior emotional conditionals, I'd like to give Sonya here a definitive answer." he said slowly. "Of course Doctor." came her charming reply. Nin leaned down toward Sonya with a smile. "You should be fine dear." she said reassuringly. "Indeed." the Doctor added soon after. "Considering the progress you've made in the last few days, I don't foresee there being any further difficulties." As he spoke, Sonya felt a shiver run down her spine, then her right arm, culminating in a small twitch in the fingers of her hand. Nobody seemed to notice. |
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| Tojoyama | Feb 16 2013, 08:13 AM Post #18 |
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"Against death." she repeated, rubbed her face hard; half trying to remember in the manner one does when frustrated. Half though in trying to massage some feeling into her hand and face that didn't feel so remote and removed from. . . from her actual self. "Hmm." she replied hearing their answer. The Doctor should have been scoring points, but her distant view of things left the experience like a work of fiction. It wasn't real. There was something behind the screen; a secret the novel had not yet revealed. The twist coming. Why didn't they tell her where she was, what had happened, why she was there. Maybe she should just ask. 'last few days,' she thought, just what was the last thing she remembered? Running, with people she didn't know; toward - A spaceship. Corso's spaceship, or rather ... right; one he'd stolen. Or something. No. No. Not or something. Stolen. A shiver unlike anything she'd felt before tingled her spine with a tone and vibration and even a freezing like temperature. It travelled like a spark from outlet to bulb; but nothing lit up except for a slight involuntary twitch in her fingers. "uh?" she questioned, but neither brilliant doctor or nice assistant had noticed. It didn't seem like something she should mention. Why she couldn't say; but unwarranted suspicions were gathering. Unwarranted suspicions were not usually something Sonya Gulliver collected. Too trusting was her subconcious creed. But this seemed like something new indeed. There was something here that she would warrant, at some point; an escape. Alas though, until it showed itself, and since she was tired just holding her arms up. Best to wait until the actual monsters show up. The doctor has asked why. "So, what exactly happened? That landed me here I mean. Tell me, how you found me? and then maybe I can remember, uhm. exactly what happened." She smiled. |
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| Grav | Feb 17 2013, 02:53 PM Post #19 |
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The Doctor let out a tired sigh as he moved off toward the edge of the room again. "Those details were not part of your file. I could see about finding out, but I'm not sure the answers would do much to help matters." his voice slowly dropped as he spoke, looking from the datapad in his hands to the images on the walls. "I'm going to run a few more tests, nothing to be worried out, just a few questions of my own I'd like answered." He said, changing to subject with a level of enthusiasm rarely seen in him. Offering a small nod across the room to Nin, the woman smiled and returned it. With a quick flick of her fingertips, Sonya felt a wave rush over her. For a moment she thought it was going to hurt again, but instead she felt calm and warm. Her eyelids grew heavy again with each passing second, until she could hold them open no longer, and they dropped with a soft thud. It was easier to think now, no distractions. That sensation of being watched was gone, she was alone with her thoughts. Opening her eyes, she found herself on the bridge of the Red Dawn, now deserted. |
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| Tojoyama | Feb 19 2013, 03:11 PM Post #20 |
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Sonya tried to reply, she had questions of her own, "Have you contacted my family? Do ... " Then she was back. Gulliver remembered the ship, she'd been flying it.. then. Then she blacked out and ...lost time. She'd never done that. Hallucinated. She looked around, there had been others with her. They'd been running. Escaping. The faces were there.. the names were, just almost, she just needed ... ... she needed to fly the ship. With a leap to the pilot's chair she looked out the front window, eyes darting back and forth between it and the vid screens. |
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