By some sort of miracle, Evenkite's fit eventually came to an end, though she'd occasionally take it a shaky breath followed by a few weak giggles. Wiping the tears from her eye, -yes, her laughter had gone that far- she looked up towards the sky. And if it weren't for the fact that everyone else seemed to notice it as well, she'd have been fully convinced that she had simply lost it. A small nervous laugh escaped her as she said this, but she quickly suppressed it.

[color=fff79a]"That's...I don't know what that is, Amber, but there's no way that's a good omen, is it?"
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Though she was too small to really feel any real pull yet, the lifting of Johnny's vehicle was enough of an answer. Evenkite winced as if in pain, her expression no longer reflecting and mind now off whatever she found so hysterical and now focused on the dire situation.

[color=fff79a]"Yes, ideas would be [i]great [/i]right now. Anyone?"[/color] Her voice was strained with panic. [color=fff79a]"Could we...There's something we can do, right? Right!?"[/color]

[color=fff79a][i]Think, Eve. Think. For the love of the sky, think.
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