RE419S | audio | Day 20

[aluminumandash]

[ The walkie clicks on to a barrage of sound: crystal clear reception doesn't much matter when there's only a couple tarps between you and relentless downpour. Rust's voice—slurred slightly beyond the usual confines of a Texas accent, if you're listening for it—manages to break through the thunderclaps and drumming rain only because he's holding the transceiver right next to his mouth, gripping it tight.

His tone is urgent, and incredulous. ] Fuckin...elephant fell outta the sky.

[ Yep. ]



OOC: FOR THOSE NOT IN THE KNOW: Rust's being held hostage by Lalo and the walkie will be wrenched from his hands as soon as he sends this! Replies may come from Rust (under duress), Lalo, or both!

Also: mentions of animal death/dismemberment are extremely likely, we'll CW but let us know if there's something you want to avoid.

Comments

[desperate_times_right]

God, I wish. Made him even more paranoid than he was already.

Yeah, like a little stuffed animal. Had a really strong magnet in it.

[aluminumandash]

What's it do? There a— [ Another pause. His voice goes flat. ] You know, they'll put their name on the tag.

[desperate_times_right]

[Hm. She didn't think this through. She can't exactly say “it calls to me” and expect him to take it seriously]

Oh. Really? I kind of cut it apart. I'll take a look.

[aluminumandash]

[ Puzzled: ] Why'd you do that?

[desperate_times_right]

[Flatly, as if it's obvious:] There was a magnet in it.

[aluminumandash]

Appreciate you taking time away from that. [ A howling, torrential storm: probably not the time and place for dry sarcasm. ] What about this statue, you get a look at it?

[desperate_times_right]

[Listen, it's a lot more boring sitting in jail than doing this in a tent that almost got squashed by an elephant, okay?]

Not up close. Looked like painted wood, big raven sitting on a skull. About as big as K, so we’re lucky it just glanced him.

[aluminumandash]

Solid wood? [ Musing aloud: ] Guess it'd have to be if it didn't shatter.

Where'd it hit him?

[desperate_times_right]

[Teasing:] Do you want me to go knock on it?

[She does want to check it out for Bracelet Magic Reasons but it's probably best to wait until the storm passes first]

Sorta glanced him. Head and torso. Shook him up but other than some bruises he's fine.