Thread: âOverexposureâ - Survivor00 & darkangel76

Daniella Lowry heaved a sigh as she slowly sat up in her bed, if you could even call it that. Though to her, it was luxury to the max. A lot of people in the Metro werent lucky enough to even have a mattress, so the fact that she did truly said something. It was an old mattress, stained rather heavily and worn with holes, but she loved it. She had placed it in the far left corner of her small room since the other side had a small leak that dripped from time to time and the idea of a semi wet mattress was far from appealing. She had a thin tattered blanket and a large knitted one lying on top of the ratty thing. The knitted blanket had been a lucky find, something one of the salvagers had managed to come across one time during an expedition. Shed paid a pretty penny for that one too. It had cost her one of her knives and a pad of paper and pen shed stumbled upon one crazy day. Paper was a rare commodity and highly coveted and though she prided herself on having a whole pad of the stuff, she knew one day shed have to part with it for something she felt she needed more. Danny, came a muffled voice from on the other side of her make shift door. Shed propped up a large slab of wood over the opening into her room. It was large and heavy enough that if someone got the bright idea of trying to break in, shed easily hear them before theyd actually get in. While out, she could lock up her place. But it was something she could only do when not inside. She had scored a combination lock that her parents had given her and managed to rig up a fairly decent locking device to keep things as safe as she could given the situation. So far, it seemed to work pretty well. Yeah? Daniella answered, sleep still evident in her voice. She rubbed her pale eyes vigorously and began to run her fingers through her long, dark hair. Danny, youre needed at the hospital, the voice added, its owner giving her door a slight knock. Okay, Jess. Im gettin up, Daniella was tired still, groggy. It had been a long night at the hospital. A few salvagers had gotten into an accident on their way back to Mriya Station and had landed themselves in the hospital. Her parents, being top-notch medical personnel had required her assistance and like always she gave it. Jessica Landry was another medic at Mriya Station, much like Daniella was. The girl wasnt nearly as skilled, but she always chalked that up to the fact that she was born to be a medic, it was in her blood. Her dad was a surgeon, and before everything went to hell, hed been considered one of the finest in the city. Her mom was a high ranking nurse, one of the seniors before the bombs fell. Together, her parents were quite a team, a force to be reckoned with. And as a result, they were highly respected in Mriya Station. It also meant that theyd passed on their knowledge to their baby girl as soon as she was able to comprehend the harsh realities of the world. Daniella had been one of the first born in the Metro. Her mother had been pregnant during the disaster, her survival a total miracle. And the fact that shed been able to carry Daniella to term and have a relatively easy delivery despite the rancid conditions was just beyond the beyond. Daniella scowled and pulled her thick hair back in a hair band. She stood up, slipped on a pair of fitted ripped-up blue jeans, socks and boots and then grabbed her jacket to put on over her fitted t-shirt and went to open her door. Jessica stood there all bubbly and smiles. She didnt know how the blonde girl did it, day after day. Reality sucked, yet the girl always seemed to be happy. In some ways, she found it annoying. Though there were times she was grateful for it. Jessica was always a good person to go to when you needed comforting. She was a good friend. And since her parents were never able to spare much time to give her such things, Jessica was a good person to turn to. Ready? Jessica asked, her blue eyes glittering. Daniella nodded, As Ill ever be. She locked up her place and almost immediately began to tug on her lip, a nervous habit she exhibited whenever she was mulling over things or worried about something. My parents say what they needed me for? she then asked. Jessica shook her head. No, they were too busy. Some guy started having a seizure so they were a bit ummm preoccupied. Daniella stopped tugging on her lip and bit down on it. Shit, she muttered. Yeah, it was going to be a long day too. Something in her gut just told her so and her gut was rarely wrong. The two girls continued to walk down the dimly lit tunnels toward the hospital. It was already bustling with life despite how early it was. But then, time wasnt really something anyone kept track of any more. Not unless you contributed toward the betterment of the Metro. Daniella placed a hand against her forehead and gave a small groan. You okay, Danny? Jessica asked. Its these goddamned headaches. I just cant seem to shake them these days, Daniella answered. Again? Maybe you need to talk to your parents about it, Jessica suggested. Shaking her head, Daniella said, No. Im sure theyre nothing. She paused. Theyre more annoying than anything, really. Ill be fine. Itll go away eventually. She gave the blonde girl a smile, though inside she was wincing. Her headaches had been getting stronger over time, not to mention increasing in frequency. She wasnt sure what was causing them, but she felt pretty certain it wasnt life threatening. Or at least she hoped it wasnt. Regardless, she didnt want to bug her parents about it. Not yet anyway. Not until she felt the need to really say something. Daniella pulled out her hair band, letting her thick, dark hair fall in rippling waves over her shoulders. Placing the band around her wrist, she began tugging on her lip again. Jessica remained silent and she was grateful for that. She needed the silence, the quiet. In a few minutes theyd be arriving at the hospital and the chaos would begin. Again. Yeah, it was definitely going to be a long day.