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Zoa ([personal profile] atmasphere) wrote in [community profile] datadiving2020-04-05 08:49 pm

AMA i am a science experiment (N/A 19) who found a crashed spaceship with someone inside (F 17)


Zoa's seen a lot of things. They know there are worlds upon worlds that exist, both inside the Tower and outside of it. Not just floors, but whole planets that are worlds in themselves.

Things have crashed into their world before. Monsters, meteors, all manner of hazards. But this one just appears to be a spaceship, unremarkable, surprising in its mundanity. It demonstrates no extraordinary power, no sudden antagonistic bent to it. It carries no traces of power, apart from the power necessary to make it fly, that no longer exists; it is, in fact, a very simple thing to trace. It came from somewhere else; it ended that journey here.

This makes it something that is, frankly, a complete mystery to Zoa, at least in terms on how to deal with it. But they assume that such a thing has a passenger, or at least something inside, and the air is breathable on this floor (not a hazard for them, but possibly a hazard for the occupant of the ship).

So they sit, and wait patiently, for something to happen. They're better at waiting than they used to be.
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[personal profile] beautifulisolation 2020-04-18 06:56 pm (UTC)(link)
[ A shudder like thunder rolls through Rin's body when the stranger responds. It's been so long since she's heard another person say anything, another real person that the sound of it makes her feel like she's coming unraveled all over again. She doesn't know if it'll be fine, she doesn't even know if she'll be able to survive being disconnected from the ship after so long wired up to it, but when the stranger says that things will be okay, Rin can almost believe them. ]

Okay...!

[ Her voice is weak and more than a little raspy but the hand that grips Zola's back when they find it is strong and firm.

Her voice catches again, low in her throat, when she feels one of the cables shift and break away. There's no pain but instead a slimy feeling of discomfort, like the tingle of a mostly-numb limb. ]


It... i–it doesn't hurt. [ She grits her teeth and grips Zola's hand even tighter. ] I'll be okay!