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[Well, Mayfield, you have a redhead walking unsteadily down the street, a hand over the bloody hole where his right eye used to be, and that entire side of his face a mask of blood. He's clearly badly off, probably even going into shock, and definitely in intense amounts of pain.
Nonetheless, he is laughing. Wildly. To say he sounds as balanced as a broken scale would be putting it mildly. Because he is a telepath again, and nothing else matters.
He manages to make it to a phone, speaking into it in a slightly unsteady voice.] It worked, Nagi. Can you drive...?
Nonetheless, he is laughing. Wildly. To say he sounds as balanced as a broken scale would be putting it mildly. Because he is a telepath again, and nothing else matters.
He manages to make it to a phone, speaking into it in a slightly unsteady voice.] It worked, Nagi. Can you drive...?