Marta Lualdi
26 January 2011 @ 08:49 pm
[So after appearing back at who-knows-what-time, Marta had simply been too tired to get up from where she was. Three days' worth of exhaustion had finally caught up with her, and she had slept right on the ground for practically the whole day.

Which was why when the video turned on, one could see a pool of dried and in-the-middle-of-drying blood circling around her. With how long and soaked her hair was, it was a surprise she could even lift her head up. Miraculously though, the flower-shaped hair accessories are still clean; even in that place, they were too important to her to get dirty.

Looking into the camera finally, she opens her mouth, then closes it. The process repeats a few more times, as if there's so much she wants to say but simply... can't.

She finally settles on something.]


... I'm back.

[And with that, the device shuts off.]
 
 
Marta Lualdi
17 October 2010 @ 06:47 pm
[There's a sharp intake of breath followed by short, shallow gasps. It takes a while for it to even out, and when she speaks it's obvious that she didn't even know her communicator was on. So, guess who just came back to life?]

W-What? Where am... I?

[Then it all comes back to her. The soldiers, the fighting, getting shot and... dying. She starts crying, the sudden realization that she's alive and breathing both amazing and frightening.]

I-I'm alive. I'm actually alive... I can't believe it.