013. voice

[blackfoxed]

[ Alright so someone finally woke up for longer than five minutes, and there's a lot of shifting and muffled cursing as he, of course, grabs immediately for the nearest painkiller aka bottle of Jack Daniels out of the fortress of empty ones. Glass clinks. Swearing in Italian. ]

Colonello. You stupid sonofabitch. How could you--

[ a sharp, pained intake of breath. and then so quiet it's hardly audible: ]

...how could you.

...

Spike, I have to go. Sorry for the mess on your doorstep.

Dr. Crescent-- if I could ask for another favor.

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voice.

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It sounds like a pain in the ass.

voice.

[blackfoxed.livejournal.com]

It is, and I probably ought to be more cautionary and explanation-y for a new guy, but I'm a little too drunk for that.

voice.

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Don't mind me.

voice.

[blackfoxed.livejournal.com]

...I'm being told that's irresponsible. Can't even drink in peace anymore with these things around.

Let's see. You're not freaking out or screaming about cheeseburgers, so you must have heard a little bit of background already. Maybe I should let you pick out the questions.

voice.

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Where are you from?

voice.

[blackfoxed.livejournal.com]

Me? Little place called Italy, planet Earth. That may or may not mean anything to you.

voice.

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And you've been here how long?

voice.

[blackfoxed.livejournal.com]

Four months-ish.

voice. 1/2.

[disillude.livejournal.com]

Going to be awhile -- could have brought my book.

voice.

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You've been very helpful, Gamma.

voice.

[blackfoxed.livejournal.com]

If it makes you feel any better, some people don't end up staying that long. They get out faster and don't come back for no apparent reason.

Then there are the poor bastards that get out and get dragged back. That happens a lot too.

...so maybe that doesn't make you feel any better.

Thanks. I try.

So what about you, huh?

voice.

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What about me?

voice.

[blackfoxed.livejournal.com]

Oh, that's how it is.

You didn't ask me about the familiars. Got that all figured on your own?

voice.

[disillude.livejournal.com]

So I'm guessing cooking this thing up for supper probably isn't the best idea?

voice.

[blackfoxed.livejournal.com]

Not so much. They exist for a reason.

voice.

[disillude.livejournal.com]

Fair enough.

voice.

[blackfoxed.livejournal.com]

Would you like to know what is it, mister I-don't-answer-personal-questions-but-am-happy-to-ask-them?

voice.

[disillude.livejournal.com]

Oh, would it be too much trouble?

voice.

[blackfoxed.livejournal.com]

I suppose not.

They're a gift to the people who've been brought here, to better defend ourselves when the city starts going to hell again.