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reefnet2023-06-05 10:16 am
backsassin) wrote in reefnet2023-06-05 10:16 am
KY321B; voice; night 007
[ It’s the dead of night when the broadcasts start—short, choppy bursts initially, static interspersed with the occasional snatches of a woman’s voice against the low susurrus of waves on sand. It’s several long moments before they resolve into an actual message. ]
—anyone there? Please, anyone—I don’t care who you are, just say something!
[ There’s a clear edge of desperation in her voice and it’s no wonder; Zam had woken up pressed against a sand dune in the pitch black night, her last memory being of her own untimely murder. She’d thought she was buried at first, then in hell—and then she’d noticed the radio clutched in her one remaining hand. Then came the struggle of trying to figure out what it was and how to operate it one-handed in the dark and—suffice to say, she is experiencing a lot of stress at the moment. ]
Does this thing even work? [ More static as Zam starts blindly pressing buttons in the dark. ] —anyone receiving?
—anyone there? Please, anyone—I don’t care who you are, just say something!
[ There’s a clear edge of desperation in her voice and it’s no wonder; Zam had woken up pressed against a sand dune in the pitch black night, her last memory being of her own untimely murder. She’d thought she was buried at first, then in hell—and then she’d noticed the radio clutched in her one remaining hand. Then came the struggle of trying to figure out what it was and how to operate it one-handed in the dark and—suffice to say, she is experiencing a lot of stress at the moment. ]
Does this thing even work? [ More static as Zam starts blindly pressing buttons in the dark. ] —anyone receiving?
audio | callsign: DI481O
[ You told him to say "something," okay, he's just obliging. He can hear the desperation in her voice, but... it's not like he gives a fuck. Why should he? He doesn't know this woman.
But it's not just that. Despite his overall indifference to her plight, Lalo's not making fun of her. Or not just making fun of her, anyway.
Sometimes what you really need during a freakout like this is for somebody to lighten the mood. Cut the tension with a joke. Then, you can start to think.
Would he feel the same if he knew she was missing an arm? Well, it's Lalo, so... hard to say! ]
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