[Voice; Monday morning]

[hypospraying]

[When Christine awakes to the sound of the pod's door unlocking, she's disoriented for only a moment before she remembers what happened. Her second death. She didn't like that (who would, though?). She was on her third life now. How many more would she get?

But, not willing to look a gift horse in the mouth, she pushes open the pod and opens the trunk at the foot, getting dressed. Once that's done, she sits for a bit to cry before finally turning on her communicator and addressing everyone.]

It's Christine. I'm... back again. From the pods. Did those monsters come back? Is everyone safe?

[She pauses to take a shaky breath.]

What day is it?

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[Voice]

[hypospraying]

Oh, thank you, but no. Unless you were on your way out and could give me a lift? Sorry, I don't know what time it is either.

[Voice]

[nodavinci]

[There's a brief pause as he checks the time - that he's been working for a few hours, he's certain of. How many "a few" might be, on the other hand...]

Morning. I can give you a ride into the city. You going to want to find McCoy?

[Voice]

[hypospraying]

That will be my first stop, yeah.

[Both because she wants to see her friend but also because a checkup feels like a good idea.]

Thanks.

[Voice]

[nodavinci]

[There's a brief pause in which he waves off the thanks, invisible to the audio-only feed, and not exactly audible.]

I'll meet you by the exit in fifteen.

[Voice]

[hypospraying]

See ya there.

[And now she's off to accidentally run into Steve Rogers.]