Thirty-First Rebirth ⌛ Heather Mason ⌛ [Accidental Video]

[hurtandscared]

[The communicator is lying on its side in what is obviously a little girl's room (and more obviously, Alessa's room to those who have been there). Someone who is very much not a little girl is rummaging through the things in there, pulling out papers and teacup hats and Eyepot eyes from the various nooks and crannies of the room, mumbling to

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[elle_holloway]

[Elle notices the incoming transmission and picks up her communicator when she notices who's sending it, smiling into the camera]

Hey, Alessa! I...

[wait a minute...]

Oh you're... not Alessa. [confusion]

[hurtandscared]

[Okay, final straw.]

Stop calling me that! I'm not Alessa, Alessa's been dead for years, and you guys can quit connecting me to her!

[Sorry, Elle. Heather's touchy about this. :| ]

[elle_holloway]

[Elle is a little taken aback]

Oh, sorry. I just... well... the transmission was coming from Alessa's communicator and you're in Alessa's room, so for a second I figured it was Alessa I was talking to.

[she pauses]

I don't think I've ever seen you before. My name is Elle. Elle Holloway.

[hurtandscared]

Alessa doesn't have a communicator, she doesn't have a room, and no one here has talked to her. She's dead.

[Huff. Serves you right for daring to mention Alessa in her presence. >| ]

And my name's Heather.

Holloway... have we met?

[elle_holloway]

[Elle covers her mouth with one hand]

Omigosh. Alessa's... dead? Do you know what happened!? I just talked to her a couple of days ago and now she's... dead?

[she leans heavily against the coldness of the wall]

This is my fault. I should have checked on her more often.

[hurtandscared]

[Stop talking about Alessa like she was alive last week. :| ]

It's not your fault. What are you talking about? She died twenty-four years ago! [Or, more accurately, seventeen, but she doesn't really count lying in the sickroom as 'life'.]

[elle_holloway]

[Elle is confused, and worse, now she's starting to question her sanity]

Are... are you sure?

[she presses a hand to her forehead]