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[ Oh, no, it's another one of them creatures that has no idea how to operate with technology! So, she slapped the communicator device until it bleeped and she is currently staring at it.
Behind her stretch out the Oxygen Gardens (second level or one of those, since she's in the middle of the jungle), near a body of water. The girl is wet, as if she has jumped in the water, and seems unsure, worried, like she is having second thoughts about this whole broadcasting thing - she doesn't think it's a good idea exposing herself to a network (not that she knows what a network is, but while the concept and word are foreign to her, the idea of exposing herself to the public isn't), but she doesn't seem to have any other ideas of how to get out of here.
There's a long beat until she realizes she is being recorded. ]
I need to go back to the sea. [ She has a strange accent, not quite terrestrial but it could be something like an Australian accent mixed with some Polish or something weird like that. A bit... native American, maybe. Broken and slow, like she has to think about each word before speaking. It's strange and difficult to pinpoint where this accent is from, but she isn't talking much anyway. ] Take me back to the sea. I must not stay.
Behind her stretch out the Oxygen Gardens (second level or one of those, since she's in the middle of the jungle), near a body of water. The girl is wet, as if she has jumped in the water, and seems unsure, worried, like she is having second thoughts about this whole broadcasting thing - she doesn't think it's a good idea exposing herself to a network (not that she knows what a network is, but while the concept and word are foreign to her, the idea of exposing herself to the public isn't), but she doesn't seem to have any other ideas of how to get out of here.
There's a long beat until she realizes she is being recorded. ]
I need to go back to the sea. [ She has a strange accent, not quite terrestrial but it could be something like an Australian accent mixed with some Polish or something weird like that. A bit... native American, maybe. Broken and slow, like she has to think about each word before speaking. It's strange and difficult to pinpoint where this accent is from, but she isn't talking much anyway. ] Take me back to the sea. I must not stay.
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His voice, no longer the panicked tone he had been using for a while, is softer, genuinely worried.]
H-hey...um, why? Why d'you need the sea?
[He totally feels her pain on not staying, even though he had discovered that he had a few friends on board.]
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I must help it. It is sick. If it is sick, it dies, takes Earth with him, all life. Must make sure if it is good.
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But I dunno if there's a way to get off this thing. There's apparently nothing but space out there...
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