When Ryanti made himself known, Sounsyy finally gave out and laid out on her back with a sigh. The spectre had gone, vanishing into the red lights of the hall. She had never seen it and her mind was now awash with peace. There was light, however dim, and Ryanti was alive. She would not die alone down in this deep, dark hell. The tune Sounsyy had hummed before when her partner was moving across the elevator reappeared in her head and she quietly hummed the rest of the tune before she heard Ryanti's footsteps approach and his voice sound awkwardly through the darkness of her closed eyes.
"Hey… are you alright?"
Sounsyy just nodded her head without words and another moment she felt Ryanti's hands loosening the ropes from her suit's harness. She opened her eyes and found the white-haired Miqo'te hovering over her. She barely understood his words when he said they should press on. It took her several moments and a confused look to rearrange the words so they sounded like the common tongue to her. They needed to move.
"Yeh. We've only almost died thrice in the last bell, may as well," she said with the barest hint of humor in the back of her throat. She struggled to sit up, her body protesting audibly. As she stood, she cradled her injured hand close to her chest. It was hurting her again, the bones shifting uncomfortably with each attempt at extreme physical exertion and grip strength. She couldn't help but think that she was a woefully poor candidate for this venture. Then another thought sprung into her mind.
"The ship came to life, and I felt it surgin' through meh fingers. Felt meh whole body clench and go limp, then I lost the pearl. I can't say if it's dead fer sure, all I can 'ear is white noise. Yers okay?"
She looked to him, concerned. What had happened to him in that shaft? He looked awful, she could tell even in the dim red glow. She stood there awkwardly for a moment, casting her gaze around the hallway. Then she remembered herself, "Right, movin'," she whispered as she gathered her bag and stiffly walked down the hallway back to the window. She knelt down to retrieve her fallen rifle and slung it over her shoulder. She climbed through the window and moved cautiously onto the elevator platform. It clunked beneath her feet and she felt unsteady, not because it visibly shifted, but because she knew it could ascend or descend beneath her feet at a moment's notice. She looked towards Ryanti and gave him a half-smile, "Deeper into the briny depths I guess?"
"Hey… are you alright?"
Sounsyy just nodded her head without words and another moment she felt Ryanti's hands loosening the ropes from her suit's harness. She opened her eyes and found the white-haired Miqo'te hovering over her. She barely understood his words when he said they should press on. It took her several moments and a confused look to rearrange the words so they sounded like the common tongue to her. They needed to move.
"Yeh. We've only almost died thrice in the last bell, may as well," she said with the barest hint of humor in the back of her throat. She struggled to sit up, her body protesting audibly. As she stood, she cradled her injured hand close to her chest. It was hurting her again, the bones shifting uncomfortably with each attempt at extreme physical exertion and grip strength. She couldn't help but think that she was a woefully poor candidate for this venture. Then another thought sprung into her mind.
"The ship came to life, and I felt it surgin' through meh fingers. Felt meh whole body clench and go limp, then I lost the pearl. I can't say if it's dead fer sure, all I can 'ear is white noise. Yers okay?"
She looked to him, concerned. What had happened to him in that shaft? He looked awful, she could tell even in the dim red glow. She stood there awkwardly for a moment, casting her gaze around the hallway. Then she remembered herself, "Right, movin'," she whispered as she gathered her bag and stiffly walked down the hallway back to the window. She knelt down to retrieve her fallen rifle and slung it over her shoulder. She climbed through the window and moved cautiously onto the elevator platform. It clunked beneath her feet and she felt unsteady, not because it visibly shifted, but because she knew it could ascend or descend beneath her feet at a moment's notice. She looked towards Ryanti and gave him a half-smile, "Deeper into the briny depths I guess?"
