[ Voice // Text ]

[towered]

[ There's the sound of quiet, fearful breathing. A gasp. Some rustling as she stands and...quickly falls to her knees once more. She doesn't have it in her to stand. ]


I'm---alive? But...[ But how? ]


[ Some time later a text goes out: ]

What

What day is it?

Comments

[towered]

Yes. It was dreadful.

[tapdancinskelly]

Ahh... I see... I'm terribly sorry miss. I wouldn't wish that on anyone.

text.

[dewebbed]

Yeah. I doubt I'd even be able to make it. [ kind of a grim thought. but Discedo has developed into quite the knitted little community ]

The city's still mostly the same though, if you were scared you missed anything! We had a flood, so it might still be a little wet in places, but it's still Discedo.

[towered]

No, no it's alright. I'm sure I'll be fine once I get over this.

[tapdancinskelly]

Is there anything I might be able to do to help?

text.

[towered]

Ah. That's good. I'm glad everything was...well, as well as it could be.

No one was hurt in the flood, I hope?

text.

[dewebbed]

No, I don't think so. I mean, I think we would have figured it out, right? [ that is a worrying thought, though she can't see that's how he feels with text ]

[letterbombsaway]

[ Awww Flora ;u; ]

Sorry, can't take the credit. Pretty sure I couldn't even stitch up a cut if my life depended on it. Sweater? Yes. People? Not so much.

But hey, glad to see you back too. One perk to being around here: you don't have to think about "the end" just yet!

[towered]

Still, though, I feel I should thank all of you.

[towered]

I'm not sure.

text.

[towered]

Oh, I'm sure you all would have. I mean, this place is very close-knit, you know?

text.

[dewebbed]

Yeah. It feels like everybody at least has seen everyone else around, even if they haven't talked to them.

[letterbombsaway]

Then on the behalf of the entire Scientist team, you're welcome.

Minus Jay.

No welcomes to or from him.