The SURFACE OF MERCURY

[Altamira Vazquez]

*BAMF*
"This place I think is nice and quiet to think," she smiled.

A bubble of air prevented the blazing hot temperatures from coming in, and the sweet, sweet oxygen from coming out.

The sun was ENORMOUS in the sky.

[Nailah Weaver]

"Where are w--oh god that's bright!" Nailah says after staring at the sun while trying to get an idea of the surroundings.

"I have a feeling we're not in Great Britain anymore."

[Altamira Vazquez]

"And what is so great about Britain, anyway?" she smiled.

[Nailah Weaver]

"Are we really on... where are we anyway? Mercury? Venus?"

[Altamira Vazquez]

"Venus sounds more fun--but you can't really see anything."

[Nailah Weaver]

"I can tell why that would be important. The view is breath-taking..."

[Altamira Vazquez]

"It kind of puts everything in perspective...at least, I found it did."

[Nailah Weaver]

"Is this where you went when you disappeared for a while?" she asks absentmindedly, her eyes still wandering across the sun-scorched surface of the planet.

[Altamira Vazquez]

"Mostly, yes. I needed...quiet."

[Nailah Weaver]

She nods, carefully sitting down and folding her legs under her.

"It does make you and your problems seem awfully insignificant. At least for me..."

[Altamira Vazquez]

"Exactly.

This?" she said, pointing at the sun. "This was here millions of millions of years before we were. And it will be here, millions and millions of years after we are gone. It will rise in the morning, no matter what we do. So we should make each morning as good as we can--for nothing, nothing REALLY, should keep us down in the long run. The sun will rise, and so shall we.

Kinda."

[Nailah Weaver]

"Night, like a specter, fills the room, from pavement to roof, and holds dominion through the silent hours. Till brilliant dawn again comes gleaming through the windows. And, giving place to day, sees night withdraw into the vaults, and follows it, and drives it out." she say with a solemn and maybe a little humbled voice.

[Altamira Vazquez]

"'s that from something?"

[Nailah Weaver]

"Dickens. It seemed appropriate."

[Altamira Vazquez]

"Did Dickens ever go into space?" she asked, but slyly smiled.

[Nailah Weaver]

"I don't know. Was he friends with the Phoenix?" she smirks faintly.

[Altamira Vazquez]

"I don't think so," she smiled.

[Nailah Weaver]

"Then he probably wasn't writing about this exact situation. I don't see many buildings here anyway." she chuckles.

[Altamira Vazquez]

"And it'd just be RUDE to make some."

[Nailah Weaver]

"It would rather destroy the effect, yes."

[Altamira Vazquez]

"I rather hope we never make it out here. Well, it's unlikely anyway, what with the melting. But still...pristine."

[Nailah Weaver]

"I wonder if we're the first people to set foot here. Aside from your previous visit, I suppose."

[Altamira Vazquez]

"That WOULD be cool, but there is enough space travelers to make it unlikely, I'm afraid."

[Nailah Weaver]

"Well people, not Skrulls or Shiar. But you're probably still right."

[Altamira Vazquez]

"Oh well. It's not a race."

[Nailah Weaver]

"It certainly isn't." she says, closing her eyes, which doesn't actually do that much this close to the sun.


After a while she lets out a long sigh, though for the first time in days it sounds more reliefed than worried.

[Altamira Vazquez]

"Do you want some privacy?"

[Nailah Weaver]

"No, it's okay. That might be a bit too much solitude. It's already quite overwhleming in a way."

[Altamira Vazquez]

"But in a good way.'

[Nailah Weaver]

"It is. Not that I don't trust you. I just think I would feel a little too stranded."

[Altamira Vazquez]

"No, that makes sense! I will not abandon you, Nailah."

[Nailah Weaver]

Nailah smiles. "Thank you for taking me here, Mira."

[Altamira Vazquez]

"I'm just trying to help, Nailah," she smiled.

[Nailah Weaver]

"And it is working."

[Altamira Vazquez]

"And I am glad!"