Report 055 - [Accidental Voice]
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followstheflame[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.]
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Date: 2011-05-30 03:47 am (UTC)[He pat her on the back, but... no hands.]
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Date: 2011-05-30 03:57 am (UTC)A few moments later she chances sight again and pulls away slightly, still a little shaky.]
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Date: 2011-05-30 04:02 am (UTC)[Offline]
Date: 2011-05-30 04:18 am (UTC)I'm...going to be staying with Alphonse until all of this clears up. You don't...have to wait with me until he shows up.
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Date: 2011-05-30 08:47 pm (UTC)[He sets the body down in one of the rooms and uncovers her face a little, careful to keep the forehead covered. Stepping back out and placing a kidou barrier around the room, he burns the gloves on his hands and gently guides Riza over to the sink to make sure that all the blood is washed off her.]
But I want to.
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Date: 2011-05-31 01:15 am (UTC)You're too kind.
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Date: 2011-06-01 03:39 am (UTC)It is the very least I can do.
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Date: 2011-06-01 04:34 am (UTC)...But no. She's not ready for that. Instead she just rubs at the edges, making sure it's good enough for now.
She makes her way toward the table and sits down, occasionally glancing back toward the hall where Luca's room is now.]
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Date: 2011-06-01 05:01 am (UTC)He could say all manners of words meant to comfort, but he refrains. In the end, they're all empty.]
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Date: 2011-06-01 05:07 am (UTC)[Riza brings the cup to her lips for a sip. The words are not only for the tea.]
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Date: 2011-06-01 05:15 am (UTC)You're welcome.
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Date: 2011-06-01 05:41 am (UTC)[Offline]
Date: 2011-06-01 05:39 pm (UTC)[Offline]
Date: 2011-06-01 06:54 pm (UTC)...He...told you to look after me, didn't he?
[It's the first time she's mentioned Roy since he left.]
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Date: 2011-06-02 03:01 am (UTC)[Offline]
Date: 2011-06-02 03:37 am (UTC)[She falls silent again.
...And then looks up, hoping to match his gaze.]
Why?
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Date: 2011-06-02 11:03 pm (UTC)[Offline]
Date: 2011-06-03 01:27 am (UTC)And then she looks away and takes a sip of her tea, saying again:]
You're too kind.
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Date: 2011-06-03 02:36 am (UTC)[He smiles slightly.]
Or at the very least, an acquaintance one is concerned about, if you would prefer that instead?
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Date: 2011-06-03 03:08 am (UTC)...I'm not a good conversationalist on a good day. You'll have to forgive me.
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Date: 2011-06-05 06:21 pm (UTC)[He's just hear to provide company and support.]
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Date: 2011-06-05 11:12 pm (UTC)Sighing, she raises a hand to rub at her forehead, feeling a headache coming on.]
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Date: 2011-06-06 05:09 am (UTC)When it's too hard to express things aloud, I find that it helps to write things down. And if that doesn't help, alcohol is always a resort.
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Date: 2011-06-06 05:37 am (UTC)No. No, I shouldn't drink.
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Date: 2011-06-06 06:12 am (UTC)[Offline]
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