viii. - [ ACCIDENTAL VIDEO ]

[brandedjustice]

[The feed crackles to life and the shot seems to be from the floorboards, as if the Den-Den Mushi has been knocked from its usual place on the desk far off in the corner of the recording. Slowly, things become harder and harder to see - thick ribbons of white engulf great sections of the office.]

[Thud.[A door swings open, cutting off the view of

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[voice]

[7livesleft]

[Shit, just what he wanted to see.]

Smoker, what the hell--

[It occurs to him that this might not be the best time to chat, and his voice gets muffled as he starts running.]

I'll be right there.

Voice;

[brandedjustice]

Move them, Major. I don't care where - release them into the fucking streets for all I care. Damn city is a shit hole and if people want it that way, they can have it.

Voice;

[7livesleft]

--Move who?

Voice;

[brandedjustice]

Smith and Nagi; I don't care where. [His breath is a little labored.]

Voice;

[7livesleft]

[That sounds like a great idea. And who the hell is Smith?]

I'll get right on that. ... Are you going to tell me what's going on?

Voice;

[brandedjustice]

Nothing is going on. Just follow your fucking orders.

Voice;

[7livesleft]

[...]

Alright, I'll move them.

Voice;

[brandedjustice]

Yeah.