Maea
My heroes had the heart to lose their lives out on the limb
When Everest didn't stop them Maea began to hurry down the stairs, heart beating wildly in her chest at the myriad visions of what might be going on down there. But she hadn't managed many steps before Deimos passed her on the way out, soon followed by the rest.
At the bottom of the steps, she could see the office lie empty past the open doors. Slowly she stepped inside and shared a glance with Hadama; with a long, deep breath Maea sank into a chair someone had vacated. She stared at the untouched food, the half-empty glasses, and slowly buried her head in her hands. Relieved that there wouldn't be any worse things to tidy away. Almost startled, to find that she hadn't gotten anyone killed. Her hands felt cold. They were still shaking. No doubt they'd keep doing that for the rest of the day.
"You should go, too," she told Hadama quietly. "I'll... take some time to clean up here." And regain some kind of composure. Though how she'd ever manage to patch together her shattered confidence... she just didn't know.
{Fin}
At the bottom of the steps, she could see the office lie empty past the open doors. Slowly she stepped inside and shared a glance with Hadama; with a long, deep breath Maea sank into a chair someone had vacated. She stared at the untouched food, the half-empty glasses, and slowly buried her head in her hands. Relieved that there wouldn't be any worse things to tidy away. Almost startled, to find that she hadn't gotten anyone killed. Her hands felt cold. They were still shaking. No doubt they'd keep doing that for the rest of the day.
"You should go, too," she told Hadama quietly. "I'll... take some time to clean up here." And regain some kind of composure. Though how she'd ever manage to patch together her shattered confidence... she just didn't know.
{Fin}
And I remember thinking — I want to be like them
