Appetence

Archive Log: 56

"So, this is where he eventually put you, hm?" Minerva asked no one, as she looked down at the ground below her feet. The garden area was simple, beautiful in its own way. But simple compared to the nature she had been previously surrounded by. She did miss it. She couldn't even lie, she missed hearing the constant white noise of water falling. She missed the sound of the wind through the trees. She missed the silence, although granted, it was still silent here.

She had added her tally marks to the wall downstairs. It had been another two days since her resurrection, and, well, coming back to life was as uneventful as she guessed it would be. This was the second time she had been bought back to life. And ironically like both times, she didn't have a choice in the matter. David and herself had talked, in passing, and sometimes whenever he decided to have a break from work. She didn't ask him about what he was doing, and likewise he didn't push it on her. He could see that whatever earlier optimism she had about bringing the human race down, had diminished. Gone. Disappeared completely. She couldn't really be more disinterested. David hoped not in him, and that she would stick to her words of them trying to figure out where they stood; but in what he was trying to set out to do? Yes, she was disinterested.

Crouching down, Minerva brushed leaves from the plaque on the ground. She eyed up the small bunch of flowers tied together before rolling her eyes. Pinching the bridge of her nose, she inhaled deeply. She guessed it was the most that David could do for Elizabeth, considering all she did. Minerva opened her mouth, only to shut it again. Honestly, she found herself without anything to say. She knew, when visiting graves, people tended to speak fondly of whomever is buried below them. But really, Minerva struggled. She killed the doctor, struggled to see her way and views, and really, yes okay, Minerva may have continued on her research, but even she could figure that was because of waylaid guilt and boredom.

Standing, she stepped around the plaque and moved to the wall. She looked down before looking up. The drop was long, it was strange when up here it didn't seem to be so high. But it was, plummeting down there would definitely break her body up. Minerva sniffed and hopped up onto the wall, she sat back down and looked up at the sky above. The planet was having a sunny day, which was rare. She had noted that there seemed to be more atmospherical changes in one day, then what there would've been back on Earth.

Tilting her head, Minerva was uncertain whether this was natural, or because David had blanket bombed the place and the structure of the planet had changed completely. There were parts which were completely dead, nothing growing, just black, charred and broken ground. No animals, no birds, nothing. She had seen bodies of what could've been a native animal, but she couldn't figure out what it would be. David had done more to this planet than just kill the Engineers. He had changed its whole infrastructure, for good or bad, Minerva didn't know.

Swinging her legs, Minerva just kicked her boots against the brickwork and sat there humming. Honestly, she hadn't anything to do. She had annoyingly promised to David that if she were to venture out, she'd tell him. He seemed to get paranoid thinking she was going to run away again. That caused her to scoff, oh, she could do herself damage if she really wanted to. But, she guessed, with her second or was it third shot at life, she'd see what it had to offer.

The sun was bright when it eventually ventured out from behind the clouds. Minerva squinted slightly against the glare, yet remained where she was sitting. She continued humming, rocking from side to side slightly with the tone. Looking at her hands against her knees, she just drummed her fingers against her suit. "You don't want to hurt me," she started quietly, her eyes straining through the sun glare to look at the complex of buildings surrounding her perch. "But see how deep the bullet lies. Unaware I'm tearing you asunder. Oh, there is thunder in our hearts. Is there so much hate for the ones we love? Tell me, we both matter, don't we?"