Jun 06, 2009 01:10
[There's a small, muffled noise of someone waking up from under a pile of blankets, the sound of them being kicked off.]
Damnit, who'd have thought I'd get too hot after that last death. [A pause.] Cloud? Thought I said to keep the desk clean... [Mumbling under his breath in a way that it doesn't get picked up very well by the feed.] I'm going to torch all that junk.
#a_facility,
!post-prep