NETWORK | voice
[This counts as a surreal experience. Walking past the Red Dragon headquarters, a monument of rubble on the street. And he's... right back where he left off.
Not dead. How about that.
The low hum of an engine starts in the background; Swordfish full of holes, but it runs. Impressed it hadn't been stolen already. Doesn't ask. Definitely not when he doesn't know who can tap into this line. When he finally says something, it's muttered and offhand, like he'd only just realized he left it running.]
-- Who knew they had such good reception.
[It doesn't cut off until a full minute after. Time enough to hear an irritated meow from somewhere in the cockpit that, for once, goes completely unnoticed.
You damn well better respond.]
Not dead. How about that.
The low hum of an engine starts in the background; Swordfish full of holes, but it runs. Impressed it hadn't been stolen already. Doesn't ask. Definitely not when he doesn't know who can tap into this line. When he finally says something, it's muttered and offhand, like he'd only just realized he left it running.]
-- Who knew they had such good reception.
[It doesn't cut off until a full minute after. Time enough to hear an irritated meow from somewhere in the cockpit that, for once, goes completely unnoticed.
You damn well better respond.]