Fifty-fifth rebirth [Video]
[See Yuca.
Absolutely drenched, panicked, and alternating between trying to speak to the PCD and trying to gather up as many books as he can.
He's in the church, according to the background, and from the looks of things, the water level is rising.]
I know- I know everyone has their own tasks, and- and everyone is trying to help, but- [He shakes his head, picking up another bible. It slips right out of his hands, and Yuca makes a desperate grab for it before it falls straight into the water with a mournful little splash.]
-the church's structural integrity is already compromised. With this rain- the wood could rot further, the roof could fall in at any moment, and I-
[He sloshes through the water, stumbling, trying to hold onto the small amount of text he'd managed to save from the water.]
-I'm trying to save some of the books, but- someone- please-
[Yuca bites his lip, pausing for a moment to watch the screen. His hair is plastered to his face, clothing clinging to his body, making him shiver, teeth chattering violently.]
M-Michael-
[Another pause, before- no, that would be asking too much- and he shuts off the feed.]
Absolutely drenched, panicked, and alternating between trying to speak to the PCD and trying to gather up as many books as he can.
He's in the church, according to the background, and from the looks of things, the water level is rising.]
I know- I know everyone has their own tasks, and- and everyone is trying to help, but- [He shakes his head, picking up another bible. It slips right out of his hands, and Yuca makes a desperate grab for it before it falls straight into the water with a mournful little splash.]
-the church's structural integrity is already compromised. With this rain- the wood could rot further, the roof could fall in at any moment, and I-
[He sloshes through the water, stumbling, trying to hold onto the small amount of text he'd managed to save from the water.]
-I'm trying to save some of the books, but- someone- please-
[Yuca bites his lip, pausing for a moment to watch the screen. His hair is plastered to his face, clothing clinging to his body, making him shiver, teeth chattering violently.]
M-Michael-
[Another pause, before- no, that would be asking too much- and he shuts off the feed.]