This is radio nowhere, is there anybody alive out there?

[notathreat]

WHO: Ellie + OPEN (Grab me if you want a custom starter, even if they haven't interacted yet!)
WHERE: Dreamscape!
WHEN: September 22-25 2512
WHAT: Ellie's managed to keep y'all out of her head until now, but everything's got a breaking point.
NOTES OR WARNINGS: Violence, death, torture, body horror (zombie-type), violence towards a teenager.

Radio Nowhere

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[strove]

She gets it.

Maybe if it was someone else, they wouldn't. But being immune to a threat, while people around her aren't? Clarke has been there. She saw someone who could have easily been the love of Raven's life destroyed because he wasn't immune. She doesn't know what those things are, but her head shifts ever so slightly in a nod. "I understand."

Whatever those things are, it sounds like they're shuffling closer. Clarke can bear a bit of pain to survive. She managed to drag her bear-trapped self back to her home so that she could stitch herself together. She'll manage, even with a bone that off-set.

"Let's go. I'll follow your lead." It's obvious that Ellie's familiar, that this is her own setting. And while Clarke could play a bit at teaching Ellie how to manage the threats in her dreams, she's not exactly thinking clearly enough for it. The pain itself is still very real, and the adrenaline over the announcement of a threat courses through her veins.

Clarke knows how to survive. Looking at Ellie, she's positive that she can get them both to that point.

[notathreat]

Relief flickers across Ellie's face. There's that much taken care of; she'd used to people not believing her. Tess, Joel, even Dina and Tommy. But until they watch her breathe spores without immediately coughing, gasping, turning into a wrecked and dying version of herself, nobody really and truly gets it.

Ellie nods and lets go of Clarke's mask.

"Do we deal with your leg here, or can we make it if you lean on me?"

Clarke says she can heal, but Ellie doesn't have any idea how fast.

[strove]

Clarke doesn't know the source of the relief. Is it that she's listening to Ellie? She assumes that that's what it is, because she doesn't know what any of this is. Not yet. But she'll figure it out. Her mind is already taking notes on the surroundings. The questions will come.

"Let's lean. I need proper light to set the bone." Feeling through it won't help. She doesn't have the right wherewithal to resist that much pain. Close, but not quite. "I trust you."

No, she doesn't know her well. But it's easy to say it. To reaffirm it. To some degree, it's a tiny, manipulative part of Clarke that wants to appeal to someone. She's just not fully aware of it.