Report 055 - [Accidental Voice]

[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.]

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[video] 1/2

[population-ctrl.livejournal.com]

[Just watching for a moment, putting two and two together with reasonable ease.]

[Video]

[seehowitends.livejournal.com]

It's what had to be done. [The tone is neutral, even, no trace of sarcasm for once.]

[Yes, he understands that it's not always easy, especially if the dead zombie was a friend. Doesn't change facts. At least he's not being a complete arse about it?]

[Video] ... One of them finally has an excuse to talk to Riza, and it's because of death. Of course.

[reflectivedawn.livejournal.com]

[A long, long silence. And then:]

Who was that?

[Offline]

[mere_shopkeeper]

_{[Hello Riza, guess who's walking towards you. Here's a hint, the clicking of getas.]}

[Video]

[angle_on_it]

[Sokka doesn't know you, but his concerned face appears anyway.] Are you okay?

[bunny_flower]

Hawkeye-san, what happened?

[Voice]

[somethingspecial]

Luca...?

[It's a small voice -- Rachel sounds faint.

Those feeds were unlocked, after all.]

[Video]

[exarmatio]

... Miss Riza...

[That's one thing he hopes he doesn't have to do.]

[Video]

[al_truism]

... Ms. Riza.

[It's barely more than a whisper, but. He understands.]

Voice

[graficmemory.livejournal.com]

...Hawkeye? -=He sounds... tired.=-

[voice]

[elegantthorns.livejournal.com]

Lieutenant. [Shuichi's voice is a little deeper than last time, more clearly male in it's solemnity. He's seen it this week, over the PCDs, and it has to be done. So he doesn't comment on that.]

Are you all right?