[ 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

Text;

[towered]

[ It takes her a bit to respond. She'd set the communicator aside to curl up against the wall. Though once she finally looks back, and blankly goes through the list of replies...

Well, she's ever so relieved to hear his voice. ]

Clive? That's



That is you, right?

Re: Text;

[abstruse]

Yes, it is. Where are you? Do you need me to come get you?

Text;

[towered]

I don't know where I am but

[ Please come get me. ]

I'm sure I'll be able to find my way back. It shouldn't be too difficult.

Re: Text;

[abstruse]

All right.


I've missed you, by the way.

Text;

[towered]

I'm sorry.









I didn't mean to be gone so long.

Re: Text;

[abstruse]

It's fine, I'm just glad to hear from you again.

Text;

[towered]

Mm. I'll try not to disappear on you, again.