Lucy hears her through the filter of biological ears that are dead to the world and digital ears that are still functioning despite its body having been sliced in half. Half of the Fractured's core has been wrecked, its remaining coding barely clinging to life, like a brain that's only functioning off of one lobe. It gives Lucy the advantage she needs to be able to sink her fingers in, and switch the thing off.
It slumps, and Lucy draws a deep breath, choking, hurtled back into her body.
She half rolls over, her temples pounding, vision blurred. It was a stupid idea to do a deepdive without an ice bath or a proper divesuit, and now her internal temperature is cranked so high her muscles are cramping, skin so flushed she thinks sweat would evaporate immediately. It's not the first time she's been like this. Far from it. It'll pass.
"Alert Selena and Titan-7," she croaks. "They can come pick this thing up and put it in jail or whatever the fuck they want to do."
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It slumps, and Lucy draws a deep breath, choking, hurtled back into her body.
She half rolls over, her temples pounding, vision blurred. It was a stupid idea to do a deepdive without an ice bath or a proper divesuit, and now her internal temperature is cranked so high her muscles are cramping, skin so flushed she thinks sweat would evaporate immediately. It's not the first time she's been like this. Far from it. It'll pass.
"Alert Selena and Titan-7," she croaks. "They can come pick this thing up and put it in jail or whatever the fuck they want to do."