Aug 01, 2011 19:46
[It's a nice day, Nautilus, when the Northern Gate opens. A woman, perhaps very familiar and, this time, very much alive, steps out, leaning against the door as a brace. Eventually, she walks away from it, letting the giant door fall closed. Her legs quickly give out and she lightly falls to her knees, holding her head in a hand.]
[Finally, Holiday opens her eyes to the sun.]
[So. Much. Better. Than. The Hole.]
[Her eyes scan the area and a little smile comes to her lips, even if it's not reaching her eyes. Then, she spots the communicator.]
No fog. I'm guessing it's all over.
[Holiday reaches for the device, bringing it closer to her, as what little smile she had falls flat.]
I'm sorry about all... that. If I caused anyone trouble or-... [She just sighs. You don't know if they were even aware that you were dead...]
Is everyone alright?
dr. holiday