Nov 29, 2009 15:00
My, my, my.
[A not enitrely pleasant sort of croon comes over the communicator, familiar to some. There's a faint rasp in Einstellsehn's voice, a little breathless.]
It seems that all of my children are gone.
[The plaintive note in her tone is replaced with a tiny, tremulous sort of smile.]
But it looks like that won't matter so much now.
children mah children,
guess whose back,
event: oh hello children (unaffected)
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Seth.
[A sweet, delighted laugh tumbles from her lips.]
How wonderful to hear from you again.
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And how are you, Seth?
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A bunch of people here have been turned into younger versions of themselves. I wouldn't count on it lasting, if you're looking for people to take care of.
I don't think I know you, though?
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Oh no, I wouldn't count on - aha - much, here.
Doctor Angelica Einstellsehn. And you are?
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Altair Grayston, Priest of Sharess. It's a pleasure to meet you, miss Einstellsehn.
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[The joy in her voice is not the usual, almost hollow, cold timbre. It's become something different, something perhaps more genuine?]
I'm sorry, I seem to have missed quite a bit.
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[Not really so much of a question, the way he says it.]
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[But here, is this another? The smile in her voice grows.]
But who is this?
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Please call me Backup.
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