[Voice]
[There's the rustling of paper, and the scrape of something scaled across metal, along with a sharp, surprised inhalation.]
[... more rustling. As if someone were looking around.]
Hello? [Then, quieter:] Oh, this can't be good...
[The voice is male, and echoes, ever so slightly. Probably a familiar sort of distortion to a lot of people in the city by now.]
[Something clatters, and the phone is picked up, more metallic clicking as talons poke and prod the fairly archaic-looking piece of tech. It's on. At least that's what it looks like. And since his other communication devices are conspicuously absent...]
Why not...?
Can anyone hear me on this thing? Or am I just wasting my time?
[... more rustling. As if someone were looking around.]
Hello? [Then, quieter:] Oh, this can't be good...
[The voice is male, and echoes, ever so slightly. Probably a familiar sort of distortion to a lot of people in the city by now.]
[Something clatters, and the phone is picked up, more metallic clicking as talons poke and prod the fairly archaic-looking piece of tech. It's on. At least that's what it looks like. And since his other communication devices are conspicuously absent...]
Why not...?
Can anyone hear me on this thing? Or am I just wasting my time?