[video]
[The video's image is not a person, but a quickly jerking view of snow-dusted trees and sky. As intuitive as the interface may be, the user doesn't seem to be wasting any time trying to figure it out--the word 'public' seems to be enough to go on. It's near her, it wasn't near her before the explosion, and it'll have to to suffice for now]
Anyone out there? Are you okay?
[More rustling, more unsteady shifts, this time revealing a glimpse of the broken arch overhead as she pushes herself up, takes a few steps, and stops. Each direction is just as likely to lead her away from her destination than toward it. Now Naoto looks into the device, but from her focused expression and the way her fingers sometimes obscure the view, it's obvious that she's trying to figure out how to use it. She bangs the thing against her palm, usually a sure-fire fix for broken electronics, but when she looks back at the device, nothing has changed. The brief glimpses of her face show a dark-haired girl of roughly twenty, with smears of soot and a few shallow scrapes on her cheek. When Naoto speaks again there's a strong note of concern under her otherwise firm tone]
Answer me.
Anyone out there? Are you okay?
[More rustling, more unsteady shifts, this time revealing a glimpse of the broken arch overhead as she pushes herself up, takes a few steps, and stops. Each direction is just as likely to lead her away from her destination than toward it. Now Naoto looks into the device, but from her focused expression and the way her fingers sometimes obscure the view, it's obvious that she's trying to figure out how to use it. She bangs the thing against her palm, usually a sure-fire fix for broken electronics, but when she looks back at the device, nothing has changed. The brief glimpses of her face show a dark-haired girl of roughly twenty, with smears of soot and a few shallow scrapes on her cheek. When Naoto speaks again there's a strong note of concern under her otherwise firm tone]
Answer me.