Hn. Sometimes I wonder if they're on our side. No matter how many times they send him away, they always bring him back, and without his memories, no less. Either they--...

[He tapers off momentarily, though the reason is unknown.]

... Either they like you, or-- ah.

[Suddenly, he inhales sharply - pained or surprised? It's hard to tell. Either ( Read more... )

Speak.

[there's a small click as the device turns on, but after that-- silence, for a good minute. then, a shift of fabric and a single footstep, accompanied by a sharp, quiet breath.]

Loz... Kadaj.

[...]

Mother.

[the audio turns onto immediate white noise that fades into the sound of the communicator clattering as it skids across the floor, followed by quick footsteps and harried breathing ( Read more... )

She's not my leader. I'd shoot her if the others wouldn't whine about it afterward.

Don't cry, Loz. I'll be back soon.

[the transmission starts with just the sound of quiet breathing and the faint clicking of keys. after a few moments, there's a sharp inhale, and then quick footsteps, the sound of a door opening, and then more footsteps that suddenly come to a stop after about fifteen seconds. after that, everything is silent, and then there's a loud clatter - the ( Read more... )

Well, you've done one thing right.

( Private | Unhackable )

Go on, I encourage this "war". Although I wouldn't call it anything other than natural stupidity selection.

In the end, you're only helping us.

Nngh. Fine.

Are you satisfied?