[six] [recorded]

Sep 18, 2009 02:38

[harsh breathing, small sobs--her voice is smaller, high-pitched.]

...Papa? Mommy?

N-No! Get away from me! PAPA!! MOMMY!!

[panicked scream]

We're going to crash!

[ooc: she's still dreaming, but she's knocked the journal open in panicked flailing. Sev is reliving the night she was assimilated. :x]

Ω seven of nine

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