iv. splitting bullets - [ VOICE POST ]

[badcolors]

Monsters. Monsters, criminals, demons; hell, maybe. Can't leave that to chance, can't leave that to a flip. Wouldn't matter much - [Murmuring, followed by a loud, audible ping.]

[Slap.]

Mn. But they just ran out of luck.

[There's a slow, low and almost poisonous laugh on the other side before the line cuts out.]

Comments

[kleptoness]

Harvey. What happened?

Voice;

[badcolors]

Nothing. Nothing, Rikku, I'm just. I'm just tired.

Re: Voice;

[kleptoness]

... Oac. If you need anything, you tell me.

Voice;

[badcolors]

Thanks.

[ihearthe_condor]

Monsters, criminals, and demons? I'm doomed.

Their luck?

Voice;

[badcolors]

[Harvey swallows on the other side; a distinct slurping sound follows.]

Killing each other. Hurting each other. There's law, but it isn't what I'm used to.

Luck. Their luck. I feel for whoever walks through my door.

Voice;

[ihearthe_condor]

{There's a small pause, as if Stork's contemplating what Harvey has said, and the sounds that Harvey had made before continuing.}

It can't be worse than the Cyclonians, Murk Raiders, or Sky Sharks, right? Uh, a load of bad news where I'm from--

Right... I won't knock on your door, or whatever.

Voice;

[badcolors]

I wouldn't know about any of that. But I can tell you there is no escaping this.

[There's a sharp twang of metal on the other side, then a slap.]

- What is your name?

[enduringresolve]

...Do you not believe it possible to change one's own luck?

Voice;

[badcolors]

Chance doesn't change. It's definite.

You just have to be on the right side. If you aren't, you can - [He snarls.]

-fall.

Voice

[enduringresolve]

[A hesitant pause]

I do not know whether I can believe that events are bound to chance, as you say. But I do know what it is like... to fall.