1 month, 8 days
Callisto dropped into her body, identical to the previous night. As if by telepathy, she caught Argo in her hand.
“Here again, are we?” Argo sighed, regaining his hovering ‘posture’
The light flickered in the distance. Callisto stared at the steps in front of her with open suspicion.
“Hey, at least if we fall through again, we wake up.”
She hummed, unsure of the validity of that statement. She started forward. 2 steps more than the previous attempt before the ground absorbed her again. She did in fact wake up.
Hours passed, the dream setting in the back of her mind like an old curtain. Nalim stood over her, muttering words and saying things she was certain she was supposed to be understanding. Nalim was her mentor, but surely using a data pad wouldn’t be too far out of Callisto’s current knowledge.
“Alright kid. Gotta head out. You gonna be okay?” Nalim’s dark brown eyes lowered to her face. She felt like she was being scanned, inside and out. Could Nalim smell nightmares on her? Would she pull them out of Cal’s subconscious and review them like a strike report? It didn’t seem out of her mentor’s capabilities.
“I’m fine.” She gave a half-smile. “Go ahead.”
“Good. You know the drill. Tell Shaxx, call Asha, drag around Euri and Alexi if anything bad happens. And eat. your. rations.”
“Yes ma’am.” She softened her sarcastic tone.
Nalim tucked Cal’s bangs behind her ear before shouldering her sack and disappearing.
The data pad sat in front of her face, displaying things that felt like a foreign language. Argo started working.