.001 [[Voice]]

[dangerismylife]

-There's a snuffling sound, and then the dull staccato of hooves on stone carrying someone closer. Firefly sniffs at the microphone on the terminal, huffing softly as she speaks in a surprisingly upbeat, if confused voice-

Uh...What is this thing? Some kinda weird...machine? Maybe Megan will know! ...If she's even around here. Oh! I bet the Moochik will know! He knows all sorts of things.

-Another snuffling sound as she leaned upwards, closer to the terminal-

Lots of little words...is this some kind of magic book? Looks boring, but I bet Medley would like it.

-uneasy-

There's gotta be someone around here who can explain what's going on...

-Softer now as she eases back from the terminal a little-

Hopefully...Tirac isn't back...