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Episode 02: Cosmic Imperative / Re: Ch 4 S [ Day 01 | 1915 ] The Remains of a Crew
Last post by Dree -Sasch actively watched Ehfva. While she couldn’t ‘see’ what the thoughts were that crossed the Vulpinian’s mind, she could see that thoughts were crossing her face. But as she started to talk, Sasch listened, having finally gotten used to the (to Sasch’s ears) awkward accent.
Hearing her friend talk about her father elicited tears from her eyes. If she got out of this … was she going to get out of this? It certainly didn’t look good for her to get out of this situation. She slowly filled her lungs with air, trying to remind herself that as long as she was breathing, there was still hope. But if…by that small sliver of a chance that she made it through, Sasch determined right then and there that she was going to find a way to mend fences with her father.
But Ehvfa continued describing her culture - likely to keep both herself and Sasch from thinking about other things, and Sasch listened, but as the Vulpinian came to an end of her explanation, Sasch’s mind began to wander.
Her father was the first one to come to mind - because both she and her wolf friend had spoken of him, but her thoughts turned to her mother and her siblings. She could only imagine how worried they were. Alexi’s bravado wouldn’t allow him to show his concern, but she knew he would be worried. He was just getting ready to enter his last year at the Academy. And she realized that after she had been kidnapped, Alexi would be watched closely - which he would absolutely chaffe at. But it wouldn’t change the fact that he would be worried about her.
Eva, on the other hand, would likely be trying to find her sister. She hadn’t followed her two older siblings into the Academy. Instead, she was attending the University of Moscow. It was interesting. Of the five Kreshkova children, Eva had always been the resourceful and independent one. If any of the children could pull a rabbit out of the hat on any given project, it would be Eva. Sasch didn’t even doubt that her sister was looking for ways to find her. And that thought helped her breathe a little more easily.
Luka and Ivan were in their senior year of high school. They would talk through their concerns together. They had always used each other as a sounding board and a confidante. Sasch could guess that they were struggling to keep on task during school out of concern for her, but if they were, they would likely only tell each other.
But the gentle pawed pat on her shoulder roused her from her thoughts. “Perhhaapppsssh youuu will flllyy hhooommme yeettt,” Ehfva said.
Sasch leaned her head sideways onto Ehfva’s furry shoulder. “I sure hope so. I vouldn’t vant to die here, vizhout my life meaning somezhing real yet.”
Sasch tried to keep herself quiet and listened to the steady in and out of her own breaths. “Who knows,” she said sleepily. The events of the previous hours had taken a lot out of her. She only managed to get out two more phrases, “Maybe ve vill make it out. I vould like zhat,” before she drifted off to sleep.