[ For a moment she scratches the pattern of dashes and dots into the dimly lit stone, pausing a moment when the sounds start to repeat themselves. Frowning, she divides the words up and fills in the vowels she remembers, then the consonants, eventually spelling the brief message out in full. ]
Solar storm. Stay put. Sunrise. Scotty.
[ She shrugs, glancing over at Leonard with a brow cocked. ]
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Solar storm. Stay put. Sunrise. Scotty.
[ She shrugs, glancing over at Leonard with a brow cocked. ]
I give him bonus points for alliteration.
(( ooc: yesss rolling with it! ))