Cara Riesling – 13 hours until impact

Cara watched, and waited. The generator let out a groan.

And then, nothing.

“Cara, hurry up!” Valyria called from the hall, “You can do your makeup later!”

She sighed and ran out, moving to catch up with the others.

That was disappointing.

“Okay, kids,” Valyria started, holding the map out, “We’re in the maintenance hall right now. The lowest floor. We’ll have to go up this elevator, and then go through this wing and through the gym to the amenities wing. After that we go up another floor, through the research facilities, and head to the decks a floor above that. If that annoying announcement is right, the escape pods should be waiting there for us.”

“That’s it?” Cara asked incredulously.

“It’s a lot farther than it sounds.” Valyria replied, “And there’s the issue of bloodthirsty robots finding us along the way. Frankly, I’ll be surprised if we make it there before the asteroid smashes us to bits.”

“Thanks for making me feel better.” Cara muttered, walking quickly to keep up with Valyria.

She may have been the shortest, but she could move fast.

“No problem.” Valyria said with mock sincerity, “What else am I here for?”

“To impart your eternal wisdom?” Raygo asked, getting himself punched in the shoulder.

“Anyways.” Valyria said, annoyed, “The elevator should be…just around the corner.”

Cara rubbed her stomach with her good arm.

“Anyone as hungry as I am?”

“Starving.” Raygo muttered.

Valyria scoffed.

“You could have just asked.”

She held up a hand and a carrot sprouted in it.

Cara took it, broke it in half, and handed the other piece to Raygo. Their fingers brushed and she looked back towards the elevator almost too quickly.

“Okay…” Valyria started, “Here’s hoping that this thing actually works.”

She walked up to it and pressed the call button, tapping her foot impatiently.

Cara bit into the carrot and felt its scent and taste assailing her. It tasted….real.

“Magneto.” Valyria barked, “Can you bring the elevator down? It’s stuck on the third floor.”

Cara chewed on the carrot and walked over, thinking.

“I’ll give it a shot.”

She raised the buzzing feeling into her body and, letting it rise to her temples, focused on the elevator.

There was a groan and the others watched in amazement as the light above the elevator moved down a floor, and then another.

“Not bad.” Valyria said, a hint of surprise in her voice.

Cara shrugged, prying the doors open.

“It’s actually not that hard when I’m not being attacked.”

They clambered in, and Cara looked up at the ceiling of the elevator.

“I should tell you both now. You’re dead weight.”

“Ouch.” Valyria smirked.

“Not like that. What I mean is…you’re not metal. It’s hard enough carrying one of you at a time.”

“Are you saying we’re fat?” Valyria asked, folding her arms.

Cara held up a hand, letting sparks swarm over it.

“Even when I’m not trying to…do this, it takes effort not to fry you to death.”

“And we all remember that fiasco in the sewers.” Valyria remarked, “Some of us more vividly than others.”

Cara sighed.

“Sorry about that, okay?”

Valyria raised an eyebrow.

“Look at me!” she exclaimed in a high voice, raising a hand in imitation, “I’m Cara! I can lift two people across a tank, but Valyria? Screw her!”

Cara narrowed her eyes, speechless.

“Oh!” Valyria continued in her impersonation, “I’m feeling so weak! Why don’t I faint or get kidnapped? It’s not like we’re on a space station that’s about to be obliterated from the face of the moon!”

“Are you trying to say something?” Cara asked, stepping closer and looking down at the shorter girl.

“Um…” Raygo started, “Is this really the best time for this?”

“You know what I find funny?” Valyria continued, in her normal voice, “You have the most useful power, but you can barely even handle it!”

“Yeah, like your asparagus and crappy attitude are any better?” Cara asked incredulously, “Who couldn’t find the door out of the sewer, huh?”

“At least I haven’t managed to get myself knocked out fifty times in the last twelve hours!”

“At least I haven’t been a perpetual ass!”

"At least I didn't pretend to be anything else! You and your pathetic little girl-next-door act!"

Cara could feel her arms crackling with electricity. Valyria had vines tightening around her hands but was too angry to notice.

"What the hell is your problem?" Cara almost yelled, balling her hands into fists.

"You! You're the weak link here! You're a loose cannon!"

"Guys." Raygo said more forcefully, "Stop." 

The End

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