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The Thirty-Fifth Act
. . .Fair enough. What do you want? -
The Thirty-Fourth Act
Nothing will ever change. -
The Thirty-Third Act
[Accidental Voice Post]
[sound of a body hitting dirt]
Nuh--
[quiet murmuring, barely audible]
[followed by a small thump]
((Comment log for anyone passing by.)) -
The Thirty-Second Act
Better. -
The Thirty-First Act
[Voice Post]
[other than the sound of the wind and the occasional rubble falling over, there is utter silence on his end]
((COMMENT LOG GO. He's sitting outside what was once the Marshall St. apartments, waiting for his arrest/asskicking. Have at him.)) -
The Twenty-Ninth Act
More shadows? I honestly couldn't tell. -
The Twenty-Eighth Act
[Voice Post]
[slow, steady breathing can be heard. Quiet, rhythmic. A sharp intake of breath several moments later, and he whistles in one loud, almost shrill note]
...
[uncertain silence on his end before the transmission times out] -
The Twenty-Seventh Act
[Voice]
[shallow breathing can be heard followed by wheezing with the effort to move]
Luh-Luc--
[sound of rubble falling from the ceiling as the transmission times out]
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((Currently trapped under a good amount of rubble in his apartment on Marshall Street.))