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[sonotahunter]

[There’s a crackle and the feed flickers on, showing Bela crouched in the ruins of her cabin, shuddering. From this angle--skewed, like the device has been knocked sideways--it’s impossible to see her face

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[always_thewoman]

[She sounds genuinely concerned, with a sharp edge of fear]

Bela?

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[sonotahunter]

I'm... fine. [Grunt] I'll explain everything as soon as I've the chance.