May 06, 2008 18:49
Sir, it's pandemonium out here! There's so many people who need help, but I'm letting you know I'm all right, Claire sir, Greed sir.
I'm really glad I have you as a frien-- Oh no!
Sir, look out! look out!
[fluttering of wings and a series of harsh squeaks, Bartok's voice sounds distant]
Sir, sir! Please, go to your home, sir! There's a safe path over-- SIIIRRR!
[rumbling as another hole opens, and a person screams] I got you, sir! Don't worry!
[more rumbling, sudden grinding of rocks against each other]
Sir, what's tha-- [sudden high-pitched squeal as rocks hit something]
SIR! CLAIRE SIIRR! GREED SIIIRRR!
[silence for a minute or more, then rocks clatter, and tiny squeaking gasps are heard, then the slight sound of bartok's claws sinking into the terminal as he drags himself to it]
Sirs...
Sirs...
Sorry, sirs. I was too slow.
Soma sir... I'm sorry.
Alle-
Allelujah sir? Those Russian lessons were fun.
All my friends...
miss claire sir,
soma my bb,
mister greed sir,
the end of bartok?,
!ic,
end of the world,
rocks fall a bat dies