017. Voice
Mar. 3rd, 2009 11:33 am[Clicking on to the sound of approaching footsteps, and someone's half-audible conversation.]
--understand, it isn't something we can rule out just yet, but...
[Pause.]
Reeve? Your connection... is...
...
...
[And that click! would be the sound of someone snapping their suddenly useless cell shut upon recognizing their surroundings, and stalking angrily towards the terminal.]
[Clear and irritated.]
Purgatorium. I do not have time for this.
--understand, it isn't something we can rule out just yet, but...
[Pause.]
Reeve? Your connection... is...
...
...
[And that click! would be the sound of someone snapping their suddenly useless cell shut upon recognizing their surroundings, and stalking angrily towards the terminal.]
[Clear and irritated.]
Purgatorium. I do not have time for this.
...
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Kadaj, where the hell are you?
...I've never seen anyone demand a ransom of scones.
First time for everything.
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First time for everything.
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007 - accidental voice post
Oct. 26th, 2008 02:37 pm[The recording clicks on mid-conversation and a lot of shuffling noises, indicating movement and at least two people present. Cloud is nearer the terminal and breathing raggedly, his voice shaky. Any replies made to him are too far away to make out words.]
--can't, that wasn't me, I didn't--
[Indistinct reply, and more shuffling. Cloud snarls suddenly.]
I won't let her. And you aren't--
[He stops for no apparent reason, breath catching sharply as if in pain or surprise, and before the connection times out there is only more rustling noises, one very muted voice that coincides with another hitch in breathing, and then the unmistakable clank of metal aka Cloud's sword harness hitting the floor.]
[Transmission end.]
--can't, that wasn't me, I didn't--
[Indistinct reply, and more shuffling. Cloud snarls suddenly.]
I won't let her. And you aren't--
[He stops for no apparent reason, breath catching sharply as if in pain or surprise, and before the connection times out there is only more rustling noises, one very muted voice that coincides with another hitch in breathing, and then the unmistakable clank of metal aka Cloud's sword harness hitting the floor.]
[Transmission end.]