Mar 18, 2011 00:12
[Audio recorded over the sound of Grinbitch giving her intro; the voice starts out as a teenage girl's, but switches spontaneously into a distinctly male one mid-sentence. He sounds juuust a tad grumpy.] On Skrullos, our robots were at least well behaved.
[Lachesis' spiel fades off as Xavin promptly exits and makes his way out of the building. The streets are filled with the merry noise of post-2AM last call festivities, by which I mean a few loud drunks in the distance.] I do not take well to being... abducted.
Whoever has done this would do well to send me back on my way immediately. I am attending to business far more important than running around this city playing a "hero." [A dismissive snort.] New York has more than enough of that, last I checked.
[Aaaand just off camera there is a rather smashed sounding man who pipes up with: Dude! You're so... green. WOO, ST PATRICK'S DAY RULES!]
Yes. Lovely. [Mutter.] I hate this city.
† xavin | n/a