Reina Tanaka
Rockfort Island Shore, Unknown Building
October 9, 1:56 AM
Reina slowly awakens.
Sprawled out on her stomach, and with her eyes closed- Reina’s sluggish head movements demount the loose office rubble enclosed around her.
A slight ringing sensation lingered in her ears as her facial expression slowly winces.
Reina lay still for a moment.
Feeling the urge to open her eyes, does so, but only for a hasty second. Something in the misty air forces her to shut it.
Pop is smoking again…She groans softly, and interrupts it with a chuckle, something she tends to do after times like these. She hated the smell of smoke, especially the non-filtered cigars her dad smokes every other day.
“ Hey! “ Reina yelled, a bit surprised on how tired she actually sounded. “ You’re stinkin’ up the place, old man! “
A playful frown formed on her lips, waiting for the usual witty remark she always gets in return;
‘It’s my stress reliever! Besides, you need to be up anyway, it’s already noon!’.For a time, Reina actually compiled a list of retaliations, just cause she loved rebelling against her father. All in good fun of course, it was a nice ‘Tanaka-nized‘ alternative of Father-Daughter bonding, which is a necessity. At least for Reina. Her mother was never home, which explains
why I'm closer to my pop, if anything.“ I said you’re stinkin’ up the place old man! “ Reina repeated, a little faster this time.
No response.
It was quiet. A little
too quiet.“ Pop? “
She stopped breathing for a second, hoping to intensify her hearing ability. Her eardrums waited anxiously to hear the routine bustling morning traffic, the chirps of the early birds, anything.
But it didn’t come.
She wasn’t home.
Reina was somewhere else.
Feeling in another state of mistrust in her own mind, she props her eyes open- which could only be supported halfway because
oh god that stuff in the air burns as she slothfully props herself on her right forearm.
“ Pop! “ Reina repeats sternly.
Her lungs intake air, and she instantly coughs- her body advising Reina that
something in the air is killing me. Taking in her surroundings- she attempts to breathe slowly, battling against the rapid movement of her eyes. It was dark and blurry, but she could tell there were faint light sources on parts of the room where she couldn’t quite see. Her eyelids felt like bowling balls.
Where am-
“ R-Reina…? “ A frail voice calls out from the far opposite side, interrupting her thought. Judging from the tone, it was just as tired as she was.
“ Reina- “ The voice reiterates.
It was female.
Mom? Reina reacts by reflex, but stays silent.
She hadn’t noticed it before, but the prominent sound of smoke, filled the dark room.
Something… burning. Reina skims a second time around- this time in more detail. Her view was limited however- she lay less than a foot away from a corner, and due to a broken desk tipped on its’ side, it blocked her view of the actual room.
“ What the hell… “ Reina lisped.
What happened?“ Reina! “ The voice calls out, a third time.
“ I’m over he- “ A cough detracts her sentence, and she realizes the smoke is closer than she originally thought.
She waits for the voice again, suddenly reconsidering it to be a young fireman. Or in this case, a firewoman.
“ Ngh… “ Reina grumbles as she tries to get up. She had no problem putting her arms in place, in preparation to stand. Her legs on the other hand…
Something… My legs… My legs are numb?“ Just… Keep on- keep on talking! “ The voice replies, a bit frantic this time.
Reina rubs her 2 lifeless limbs, hoping to prod them to work- which was very difficult, given the position she was in.
How did…? “ I can't get up! “ Reina calls out, hoping the unseen firewoman brought reenforcement.
She winced once again, feeling the urge to vigor another cough- which made her suddenly alert. The tenderness of her legs began to cramp, stinging against a simple touch. It wasn’t dreadful, but rather, more comparable to an annoyance- thanks to the adrenaline build up.
“ Ngh- “ Reina cringes. “ I-I need your help! “
Leaving her legs be, she lays back down as she tolerates the light pain. All that movement made her considerably tired, surprisingly so, as she doesn’t lose energy that quick.
“ Keep on talking! “ The voice seemed to be coming closer, as slow footsteps over ravaged debris can now be heard. “ –and don’t close your eyes! “
Close my eyes? Reina thought nervously.
What does that have to do with anything?
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