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followstheflame) wrote2011-05-25 12:48 pm
followstheflame) wrote2011-05-25 12:48 pm
Report 055 - [Accidental Voice]
[At first, the post is quiet, the sounds of Adstring at night evident on the feed, but as one listens longer, heavy breathing can be distinguished, as if from a distance, intermixed with some moaning and a shuffling of feet. Next, a louder sound of metal sliding on metal, followed by a click, is heard, and anyone who knows firearms will immediately recognize it as the sound of a magazine being put into a cartridge. If one listens even longer still, a high-pitched whining can be heard from even farther away. Is that a dog?
Of course, for anyone dealing the zombies as of late, this scene probably will be easily discernible, though still strangely calm. Whoever is in charge of the weapon clearly has done this before, or something like it.
The pained breathing is getting louder, closer. A shorter click sounds as the gun is cocked. And then, a familiar voice, though it's quieter than usual.]
I'm sorry.
[Riza fires the gun, the echo of the shot reverberating for a few long moments. The breathing has stopped and finally, finally, there's the tell-tale thud of the body falling to the ground. A few small steps and then another cocking of the gun before a second shot is fired, the sound echoing again, though the bullet makes more of a dull sound this time.
The dogs inside bark tentatively, then return to their whining.]
Of course, for anyone dealing the zombies as of late, this scene probably will be easily discernible, though still strangely calm. Whoever is in charge of the weapon clearly has done this before, or something like it.
The pained breathing is getting louder, closer. A shorter click sounds as the gun is cocked. And then, a familiar voice, though it's quieter than usual.]
I'm sorry.
[Riza fires the gun, the echo of the shot reverberating for a few long moments. The breathing has stopped and finally, finally, there's the tell-tale thud of the body falling to the ground. A few small steps and then another cocking of the gun before a second shot is fired, the sound echoing again, though the bullet makes more of a dull sound this time.
The dogs inside bark tentatively, then return to their whining.]
[Voice//Private//Unhackable] :O Bad LJ!
I don't...I don't think we have too many incidents here. Just a handful, to my knowledge.
[Voice//Private//Unhackable]
-=Give or take a few minutes on the half hour.=-
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Sir.
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-=He only takes a cursory glance at the blanketed figure.=-
What happens here when something like this happens?
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-=a pause=-
What happens to the body?
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[And if Hughes looks closely, he'll notice a specific finger missing on her right hand.
Coincidence?]
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So when they come back, they won't be infected? -=Because that's his biggest worry.=-
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Need a hand? -=he's already slinging the rifle to his back and pulling out some heavy duty gloves to toss to her.
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If...if you wouldn't mind, though I wouldn't want to trouble you.
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We have to dispose of the body properly and then in about a week they come back through the Gate.
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I see.
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You're looking good, Lieutenant.
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I look like hell right now. You don't have to be kind.
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Because I smell like roses, am I right?
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Anything interesting here happen? With you, I mean, not the usual torture the prisoner thing.
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...Too much.
[Unconsciously, she starts to fiddle with her wedding ring, not really worried if he notices or not.]
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[A few more moments of silence, then, quietly...]
I hate it.
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I'm not fond of my place either. But it's slowly getting better. I'm making certain of it.
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[She's just hoping to last through the rest of the month before she pretends to know what she's doing.]
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