[Accidental Voice Post]

[darkvonkarma]

[shuffling. Clacking of heels.]..

...?

why did this road smell like....burnt flesh?

Hmph. Foolish murdering fools. Can't they go be foolish smewhere el -

[Thunk as the communicator is dropped. Silence.]

m....

M-miles...?

[she runs to his body, turns him over. There's no response - he's dead or unconscious. Franziska's breathing is suddenly

Comments

[bends_lightning]

...

Idiot.

1/3

[darkvonkarma]

why -

2/3

[darkvonkarma]

3/3

[darkvonkarma]

...What was that?

[bends_lightning]

What was what?

[darkvonkarma]

My brother just almost died and your foolish self will not call him an idiot.

[bends_lightning]

He didn't almost die.

And the only reason he's in his situation is because he's an idiot.

[darkvonkarma]

Oh? I suppose you know something about it?

1/2

[bends_lightning]

...

2/2

[bends_lightning]

No.

Re: 2/2

[darkvonkarma]

I'm sure he'll tell me when he gets up anyway.

[bends_lightning]

Good.

[darkvonkarma]

Indeed!