Oct 12, 2009 19:58
Alright, fine. [Was the definite grumble as the video zipped around the location. A glance of the lake was what the camera caught before the communicator was tossed on the ground, a muddy boot stopping it from bouncing away. His shirt lifted and a hand swiped over the pink mark on his side.] Shock therapy. Well if I didn't have this chip... [A sigh as arms rested on his hips. They dropped as he leaned down and, with a grumpy look, switched the video feed to audio.]
I realize I haven't been around much and I apologize to my friends. This is no compensation but, I have completed cleaning my sword in the time I have been absent. One side looks like unpolished steel, but the rust is gone. It still needs to be sharpened. Another day, however.
I heard there's a team going outside the city? [It almost sounds like a knowing sigh, almost disapproving.] Take extreme caution. Don't forget why you went out and watch one another. Just be safe. Use your heads.
shocked,
sword,
friends,
advice,
missions?,
wandering