#ayyyyyyyeee

7: firm kiss

Even though there was more to Elizabeth than just a pretty face and a number of skill, a fair amount of nervousness remained about her as both of them sealed themselves up inside of the bathysphere; she certainly couldn't determine if this was even going to work, knowing that these things tended to play out in a rather predictable manner. The young woman genuinely believed there was no chance of her escaping Rapture, even after all that had happened. Destined to die in the city. But then again, her eyes hadn't been opened to this particular variable before, and so she found herself skeptical, yet hopeful.

There was something about Sonja the woman was slowly starting to remember, to put it in the simplest of terms. As she fiddled with the wires on the inside, Elizabeth had taken a seat and chose to watch, to try to recall what it was that made Sonja feel so familiar to her.

"We only have a short amount of time," Sonja stated out of the blue, bringing Elizabeth back to reality for a moment. She picked herself up from where she sat and casually headed over to the controls, manipulating them so that the bathysphere started up. Thankfully, it all seemed to be in working order, despite them not having the genetic key -- but again, that genius was a combination of very hard work from either party, and fortunately it paid off for them.

They were ascending, slowly disappearing from view of the underwater prison that had held either of them captive for a good number of years. Elizabeth herself was slowly beginning to recognize why being by Sonja's side was so memorable; she had to have seen the other before, in passing, during a moment where the woman chose to lend some aid to a poor soul in need of it.

Elizabeth took her place beside Sonja in front of the window, baring witness to something very few residents could ever recall seeing. Anticipation and nervousness churned in their stomachs -- but eventually, the surface was breached.

It was then that Sonja turned to Elizabeth, obvious evidence of tears in her eyes. If it weren't for her, she'd still be stuck down there, left to rot away like the rest of them. It was an overwhelming wave of emotion that caused Sonja to spontaneously pull Elizabeth in close, and press her own lips against the smaller woman's bright red ones. They were out, they were finally out, and it was all thanks to Elizabeth.