♕ huit; [video/action]

[crotchroses]

[This is France, crouched somewhere dark. The light of the communicator glints off the glass lenses of the goggles covering his eyes. Even with damp cloth bands covering his nose and mouth he still coughs roughly, still breathes in the noxious fumes; but he can still be understood in both French and English

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[fragrancy]

Sounds fantastic. [ That tinge of nervousness in his voice is 100% imaginary. ]

Where are you? Where's England?

[crotchroses]

Disce░ ▐░▒ngleterre is gone. His freque▒▐░as vanished.

[fragrancy]

[ There's something here in Cantonese which is assuredly not for the ears of young children. ]

Where in Discedo?

[crotchroses]

░ ▐░an't see thro░ ░gh this fog enough but I'▓▒ ▒▓▐▓▐░▓▐▒░▒--

[scuffling, more scuffling and--the feed is essentially useless until:]

Me▒▒rde! I think I a▓▐▓▐ear Latimir's ap▓rt▓▒ents now... I think...

[fragrancy]

[ More Cantonese. ]

Latimir? Did you say Latimir?