Feb 08, 2010 17:40
[ The feed cuts on to the sound of a few people idly yammering in the background, their conversations punctuated by bits of static and ambient radio station tunes. If you listen close, you might be able to tell Tyki's on the subway. ]
--Yanno, I could get used t'ridin' this thing! [ Someone laughs. ] No, seriously! S'like ridin' on'a normal train, 'cept that ya don't get robbed by a'gang a'thieves while th' conductor's houndin' ya for tickets! [ A beat. ]--Which, now that I think about it, s'gotta be some kinda scam itself, yanno? Why bother askin' for tickets if we're all goin' t'the same place...!
[ There's a couple of more minutes of random chatter -- again, listen close and you'll be able to tell that Tyki's doing something that's making him quite popular with the people around him -- before the comm clicks off for a minute or four. When the feed kicks on again, there's less chatter and background noise; Tyki's obviously changed cars, and he sounds pretty happy, all told. ]
Oi, city people: how long do ya think a person could ride one'a these metro cars without bein' caught f'not havin' any tickets? An hour? Maybe two? Three?
[ He laughs, softly. ]
Ya think there's a record for it?
[ ooc | as always, please remember that Tyki's white voice is entirely different from his Black form's voice, and that he's transmitting for a different communicator too. ]
† tyki mikk | n/a