50: You have got to be kidding.

[yourunichase]

No. No. [A clang here, because Parker has thrown the communicator where it bounced against her bed, giving a sideways view of Parker in a now too tight (and torn) suit. When she speaks, it's in an angry, smarmy tone.]

No. No. You have got to be fucking kidding me. After the fucking fear gas, now this. No. Fuck. Anyone but him.

[Parker screams for pretty much the entire sixth level to hear, and then she kicks her bed and is rewarded with a further tearing sound in her suit before she looks and realizes that the communicator is still on.]

God damn it!

[She stalked over to it and looked into it for a second.]

Fuck this place.

Comments

Re: [Voice]

[yourunichase]

I'm fucking fantastic. How the fuck are you?

[Voice]

[darknessb4me]

I- I don't know, I seem to have-

Well, it's a similar problem. There were magical malfunctions like this sometimes in Dalaran, but usually they were easily fixed.

I'm just going to try to... take a nap, or read until this is over.

[The pitch goes soft and sympathetic.]

Just because he's been pulled from your memories...doesn't mean he's here. At least all that's happened is to what we see, and not what we think. It's just an echo. He's really as gone as anything else is from our old lives.

Voice]

[yourunichase]

[Parker is incredibly suspicious of this entire thing.]

Uh huh. I fucking know that, thanks.

[Voice]

[darknessb4me]

...Interesting.

[click.]

[Voice]

[yourunichase]

Yeah? What's it to you?

no response.

[darknessb4me]