010 | voice

[cachaemic]

[He's panting, confused and mumbling, "A dream? Then why does my chest hurt..."]

Is there something inside...?

[There's a low agitated growl in the distance and he seems to focus.]

What is all this glass? Where did it come from? Isn't there someone who-- We can't just sit still, it could attack again.

[Deep breath. Slowing down.] ...Is

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[justiiiiice]

Are you alright, sir? You sound quite agitated!

[cachaemic]

[Still freaked out, but he's not going to try and scare a girl.]

Ah, sorry. I'm fine, I just... I thought I saw something.

[justiiiiice]

[ despite how she sounds she could probably beat the pulp out of you if she wanted okay :| ]

'Something'...?

[cachaemic]

[He doesn't assume everyone is as weird as the people back home. :(]

In the glass. Like what attacked that guy before, but... I could have just been imagining it.

[guanosine]

Panic can get you killed.

[cachaemic]

...I'm not-- I'm okay.