Gamma (
blackfoxed) wrote2009-06-06 03:50 pm
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013. voice
[ 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.
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Spike, I have to go. Sorry for the mess on your doorstep.
Dr. Crescent-- if I could ask for another favor.
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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And you've been here how long?
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Going to be awhile -- could have brought my book.
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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?
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You didn't ask me about the familiars. Got that all figured on your own?
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They're a gift to the people who've been brought here, to better defend ourselves when the city starts going to hell again.