<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=86983.msg3839488#msg3839488">Quote from: toysintheattic on October 31, 2010, 05:51:51 pm</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">Trish just gaped at Kayla for a moment, looking surprised that she had even spoken, much less spoken about the well being of a strange child. In those brief moments, a man made his way expertly through the crowd. He looked sturdy, strong, confident, and coming with a prupose. He strode straight to the child and group surrounding her, holding out something for Kayla.<br/><br/>"Give her this, it is from a pure, untainted spring." <br/><br/>Kayla passed the water to the girl, offering neither thanks nor questions to the stranger, just a hard look of indifference. She didn't mind that someone had showed up that could somewhat take charge.  That way, Kayla had to hardly take any action at all. Plans were made and the two girls were taken to safety, the sick child taken to be cared for. Everyone in the crowd and in the town had questions, but no one was in a position to deliver any solid answers. No one made the mistake of asking Kayla to give any information. They would've been turned down promptly. Kayla was sure that the less talking the town did about this, the less chances of it getting out of hand.<br/>Returning home, Kayla was surprised to find that she was breaking routine. Normally, she would return home, make a cup of black tea, and read her book in comforting solitude and pajamas. Instead, she stopped at her door, staring down the hallway and into the kitchen for some moments. Turning the night's events over in her head, she must've remained there for at least fifteen minutes, until something resembling an answer clicked in her head. She resolved to share her new found theory at the council that would no doubt be called in the morning. Settling the matter, Kayla began her routine without any disturbances. Tea, a book, and then sleep. Kayla was now thoroughly prepared for whatever the next day would bring.<br/><br/>Thursday Morning, The Council Meet. 0800 hours.<br/><br/>Sure enough, Kayla was called as a witness to the entire event, and there she was, with the others, council meet just beginning. The Mayor of hatchet Falls now turned his attention towards Kayla, John, Victoria, and trish, expecting theories, suggestions, and answers.<br/>Reluctantly, Kayla stood first, offering the idea that formed in her head last night.<br/>"Mayor, as for the girls' permanant residence or what we should do about them, I do not know at the moment, but as for an explanation for the transmission issue, I have an idea."<br/>Kayla kept her eyes on the Mayor, speaking with care and precision.<br/>"Radio waves never leave the earth, sir, and "bouncing" naturally occurs, where the signal dies out and shows up again often a long time of being dormant, and very fair from it's original area. Do you think this is a possibility?"<br/></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div>The tall man Kayla had passed the water to the night before looked at her with a nod, as if to say "Good work." She scowled outwardly at him. She hadn't intended to turn their small moment last night into a lasting friendship, she had just wanted to do the right thing.<br/><br/>On the bench, the deputy mayor was turning toward the town genius. Dirty blonde hair and cracked glasses, Jenni Sanford was considered one of the two or three things standing between the city and utter chaos, and she was always scratching out solutions in a small notebook. She looked up.<br/><br/>"Sorry, I missed that."<br/><br/>Kayla repeated her theory. Jenni screwed her face up tightly. "I suppose it's POSSIBLE. If the waves somehow got ... interrupted by intense gravity or bounced around the atmosphere long enough. But I don't know how LIKELY it is. I certainly don't know about it. And even if it WERE true, they'd have to be from the other side of the Earth, as the waves would have traveled a long ways."<br/><br/>She bent over her notebook again. "I'll need to run some calculations ..."<br/><br/>The teenaged girl looked at Kayla with extreme thankfulness. Kayla tried to turn away, but not quickly enough. This whole event was making her far more popular than she ever hoped to be.<br/><br/>As the council turned toward the others for more information, Kayla was surprised to find a small piece of paper pressed into her hands. When she unwrapped it, it read, "Did you hear the girl's voice, too?" Looking around, she saw only the hermit, who nodded toward her as if they shared a secret.