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

[aluminumandash]

[ Since Tai's favorite person has already fielded her question: ] Everyone holding up okay? Anyone decide not to go outside in this?

[desperate_times_right]

Don't judge from your stupid tent, mate. It sucks in here.

[doomcame]

The cat and I had sense. Although, to be fair, Chloe somehow found a lot out there.

It's too much cabin fever for some.