Report 055 - [Accidental Voice]
May. 25th, 2011 12:48 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
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: 2011-06-03 08:42 pm (UTC)I look like hell right now. You don't have to be kind.
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Date: 2011-06-03 08:47 pm (UTC)Because I smell like roses, am I right?
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Date: 2011-06-03 08:54 pm (UTC)offline
Date: 2011-06-03 08:55 pm (UTC)Anything interesting here happen? With you, I mean, not the usual torture the prisoner thing.
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Date: 2011-06-03 08:59 pm (UTC)...Too much.
[Unconsciously, she starts to fiddle with her wedding ring, not really worried if he notices or not.]
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Date: 2011-06-03 09:01 pm (UTC)offline
Date: 2011-06-03 09:05 pm (UTC)[A few more moments of silence, then, quietly...]
I hate it.
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Date: 2011-06-03 09:13 pm (UTC)I'm not fond of my place either. But it's slowly getting better. I'm making certain of it.
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Date: 2011-06-03 09:23 pm (UTC)[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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Date: 2011-06-03 09:30 pm (UTC)So who's the lucky guy?
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Date: 2011-06-03 09:36 pm (UTC)Until Hughes springs that question on her. She closes her eyes and touches the ring again.]
It doesn't matter. He's gone, now.
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Date: 2011-06-03 09:47 pm (UTC)He who? And it does matter. It always matters.
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Date: 2011-06-03 09:54 pm (UTC)[She crosses her arms over her chest, looking away. That was...harsh, especially knowing that Hughes only cares and he himself is an incredibly loving husband.]
...I'm sorry. I'm just...not taking anything well right now.
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Date: 2011-06-03 10:02 pm (UTC)I'm sorry. If there was a way to prevent this, I would have done everything I could to do it.
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Date: 2011-06-03 10:15 pm (UTC)There's nothing you could have done. There's nothing any of us could have done. The Colonel's gone. I have to move on.
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Date: 2011-06-03 10:24 pm (UTC)Riza...
-=And then a slow pull into a hug. Dammit all. This was just going from bad to worse.=-
Was I even here for it?
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Date: 2011-06-03 10:51 pm (UTC)You were going to be. Then you disappeared the day before.
[Shut up, she's not starting to cling.]
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Date: 2011-06-03 10:54 pm (UTC)I couldn't even rub it in his face?! -=He still can't. Roy's not here.=-
I should have been there.
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Date: 2011-06-03 10:57 pm (UTC)You wanted to be. That's what matters.
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Date: 2011-06-03 11:01 pm (UTC)-=Dammit, he hasn't seen any of his 'family' members in so long.=-
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Date: 2011-06-03 11:02 pm (UTC)It's good to see you again. It always is.
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Date: 2011-06-03 11:30 pm (UTC)So tell me! Was there a cake? A garter throw? A bouquet throw? Who's getting married next?
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Date: 2011-06-04 01:26 am (UTC)offline
Date: 2011-06-04 09:49 pm (UTC)So... tell me.... -=and he leans in close.=-
Did Ed or Al get the garter?
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Date: 2011-06-04 09:56 pm (UTC)offline
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