#031 - cloudsslackerspiceSeptember 25 2012, 18:55:37 UTC
Streaks of white floated over the broken glass.
Ryan took in the mess - heart pulped, face bruised and shattered almost beyond recognition. When it had happened, he’d cared about nothing but keeping it from tearing them all to pieces, but now that he could properly look at his face...
No diving suit or voice box to hide the face or steal his words this time.
“We should scram,” Jack called from the street. “Once the Vox see King Kong’s bought the farm, they’ll tear this place apart!”
He stepped away, leaving the sun to shine on the dead man’s corpse.
Ryan took in the mess - heart pulped, face bruised and shattered almost beyond recognition. When it had happened, he’d cared about nothing but keeping it from tearing them all to pieces, but now that he could properly look at his face...
No diving suit or voice box to hide the face or steal his words this time.
“We should scram,” Jack called from the street. “Once the Vox see King Kong’s bought the farm, they’ll tear this place apart!”
He stepped away, leaving the sun to shine on the dead man’s corpse.
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