[The recording is tentatively turned on. The user seems familiar with the controls for the terminals, but is taking heaving breaths and is uncharacteristically clumsy with everything, having to pause every few seconds. He speaks, but the voice fades when he turns away as he loses interest as quickly as it came.]
Where--
Hell?
[The sound of hands brushing against random keys of the terminals and someone stumbling off follow, then a chuckle, devolving into a loud, uncontrollable laugh as he walks away.]
((OOC: He's dropped back into Purg, with life-threatening damage gone. As part of the "curse," the upper and left side of his face still looks and feels completely burned off-- a la Mr. Bushido style -- with PRIDE and WRATH being written there at roughly the same size, and a smaller LUST underneath them.))