The thing is that she's not really talking about the smell of the trash, that doesn't really register just yet. Lili's waking up and she's confused and she's discombobulated, absolutely, but the very first thing that's on her mind is that her throat burns. It hurts to breathe.
But a few, miraculous seconds later, she feels something cool fall on her face and that snaps her back into reality. One drop. Two. She looks up and it's raining and she's immediately scrambling to her feet as if that'll do anything to bring her closer to the source of the rain.
Here's this girl, standing in the middle of the trash, cupping her hands together and raising them to the sky and then bringing whatever collected whatever there is to her lips as if it's her only hopes for survival.
Probably because it is. Help a girl out if you've got your hands on a cup or something?
Alternatively later, when she regains enough strength to move around again without nearly falling over, she's rushing over to the nearest person with tears stinging at her eyes. There's water but at the same time it's tauntingly not enough. When she speaks, her voice is scratchy and weak, barely above a whisper.]
Please... something clean to....
[And she tries to explain what she? Wants? She points up at the sky to where the rain is falling? Her eyes get a little wide with her concern for her own state of being. HELP. SHE'S LITERALLY SO THIRSTY, THIS IS NOT A DRILL.]
[ PHASE III : embarrassment level over 9000. ]
[When she's feeling more like herself -- she's less and less willing to be passive about all this nonsense. She's screaming as the chute falls beneath her feet and she's emptied into a furnace. Alone. By herself. For a second, she's paralyzed with fear--
And then she's grabbing onto the nearest person.]
You! Are you interested in just dying here?! If not, help me--
[And then the incinerator stalls. The firey glow disappears.
Lili lets go. She turns away.
.... She's just going to pretend like she never even acknowledged this other person now. Don't mind her face being red as she's working on digging herself out of trash. She'll just walk away from this entire thing on her own if you'll let her. WE NEARLY DIED TOGETHER BUT IT'S OK NOW, BYE.]
[ BONUS : we're not friends. ]
[On the list of things that Lili wanted: NOT THIS.
She's stiffening immediately when she wakes up and there is someone unbearably close to her and listen, she doesn't get touched much. Ever. So this is something entirely knew and her first response is to use both of her hands to SHOVE VIOLENTLY AND BLINDLY.
ota!
[It burns.
The thing is that she's not really talking about the smell of the trash, that doesn't really register just yet. Lili's waking up and she's confused and she's discombobulated, absolutely, but the very first thing that's on her mind is that her throat burns. It hurts to breathe.
But a few, miraculous seconds later, she feels something cool fall on her face and that snaps her back into reality. One drop. Two. She looks up and it's raining and she's immediately scrambling to her feet as if that'll do anything to bring her closer to the source of the rain.
Here's this girl, standing in the middle of the trash, cupping her hands together and raising them to the sky and then bringing whatever collected whatever there is to her lips as if it's her only hopes for survival.
Probably because it is. Help a girl out if you've got your hands on a cup or something?
Alternatively later, when she regains enough strength to move around again without nearly falling over, she's rushing over to the nearest person with tears stinging at her eyes. There's water but at the same time it's tauntingly not enough. When she speaks, her voice is scratchy and weak, barely above a whisper.]
Please... something clean to....
[And she tries to explain what she? Wants? She points up at the sky to where the rain is falling? Her eyes get a little wide with her concern for her own state of being. HELP. SHE'S LITERALLY SO THIRSTY, THIS IS NOT A DRILL.]
[ PHASE III : embarrassment level over 9000. ]
[When she's feeling more like herself -- she's less and less willing to be passive about all this nonsense. She's screaming as the chute falls beneath her feet and she's emptied into a furnace. Alone. By herself. For a second, she's paralyzed with fear--
And then she's grabbing onto the nearest person.]
You! Are you interested in just dying here?! If not, help me--
[And then the incinerator stalls. The firey glow disappears.
Lili lets go. She turns away.
.... She's just going to pretend like she never even acknowledged this other person now. Don't mind her face being red as she's working on digging herself out of trash. She'll just walk away from this entire thing on her own if you'll let her. WE NEARLY DIED TOGETHER BUT IT'S OK NOW, BYE.]
[ BONUS : we're not friends. ]
[On the list of things that Lili wanted: NOT THIS.
She's stiffening immediately when she wakes up and there is someone unbearably close to her and listen, she doesn't get touched much. Ever. So this is something entirely knew and her first response is to use both of her hands to SHOVE VIOLENTLY AND BLINDLY.
She's a little on edge.]
Get away from me, brute! Cretin!
[Okay, but were the insults really necessary?]