Array 017 [Voice/Video]
[A video of the darkness comes through, a place filtered through with starlight. It seems that Alphonse is walking alone back home, but by the way the PCD is moving around, hanging from his hand, he's either drunk, or... badly hurt.]
Zedd...?
[The voice is detached and scratchy, somewhat slurred, so much so that it barely sounds like Al.]
Zedd...?
[Another soft little noise, this time of pain.]
Pl'se... need y'help.
[A choked sob, and then the feed cuts out.]
((ooc: Several hours after this log.))
Zedd...?
[The voice is detached and scratchy, somewhat slurred, so much so that it barely sounds like Al.]
Zedd...?
[Another soft little noise, this time of pain.]
Pl'se... need y'help.
[A choked sob, and then the feed cuts out.]
((ooc: Several hours after this log.))