[ rita hasn't really stopped, not while so much has been on the line. once remi's help had apparent and the spark of hope had been ignited, it seemed like there wasn't a moment to waste trying to organize the plans for evacuation efforts, a clutter of papers in her hands with names and ideas of how things will go down.
really, she's barely had time to catch her breath, which she doesn't seem to do either when mal seems to call for her. once upon a time, rita would have met someone's request for help with a groan of hesitance, believing herself ill-suited for any job that required effort, but now she seems to buzz with the intent of making sure everything's in order as she darts over to the campfire, eyes wide with her continued frantic panic. ]
Mal? What is it? Is something wrong!? [ because nothing, nothing, can be going wrong. not now. ]
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really, she's barely had time to catch her breath, which she doesn't seem to do either when mal seems to call for her. once upon a time, rita would have met someone's request for help with a groan of hesitance, believing herself ill-suited for any job that required effort, but now she seems to buzz with the intent of making sure everything's in order as she darts over to the campfire, eyes wide with her continued frantic panic. ]
Mal? What is it? Is something wrong!? [ because nothing, nothing, can be going wrong. not now. ]