[ The heavy sound of flames licking solid mass is evident even before he's taken a breath. He pauses, watching a few Dragladour bodies burning. A mildly dispassionate stare, electric blue orbs carefully trained upon the gruesome sight but not quite seeing it. With this new, uncharacteristic silence stretching into what seems like an eternity, it's ( Read more... )

[That hacking has started up again. Those of you who attended to the good father know who its coming from, even if there's no one on the screen. It doesn't look like he's inside though. Oh no, the NOC is out and crooked like it fell out at some point or was dropped.

Whatever the case may be, the man in question doesn't appear on screen... Well, yet.

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[The ROC clicks on, but for the longest time there is no sound. Then, if you listen closely, you can hear someone softly humming. The tune is 'Dancing Queen', if you recognize it. Suddenly, there's a sudden exclamation and lots of scuffling noises as the hummer fumbles with the device.]

O-oh... it was on...

Um, hi. I guess we're all... stuck here. ( Read more... )

[The voice adjusts so that it is fairly audible over the constant hiss of the rain.]

Hello? Hello? Does anyone from a second floor or up have room for two girls? And maybe a guy, too? We're on the ground level and it seems like it could flood soon, so I was wondering if anyone had extra room, just in case?

[Discomfort was evident in Kairi's voice ( Read more... )

[The NOC flashes on but only shows the city itself - from very high up. The sound of the rain transmits, as well as a peculiar rhythmic beating-noise, akin to tapping upon a dull bass drum.

Quite suddenly, the landscape below begins to spiral sickeningly closer and at a rapid velocity until the plummet abruptly stops and the feed goes dark.]

[The wind whistled over the NOC's speakers, creating a weird sort of feedback as the transmission begins. It continues for several long moments before a quiet voice muses, seemingly to itself:]

I do believe there is a problem here.

[There's another odd sound, perhaps the irritated rustling of a handful of feathers, before the transmission ( Read more... )

[ First there was the image of a blurred hand, much too close to the screen, before the hand fell from the video feed.

Then she pushed herself into the camera view, a soft smile to her lips but a very hesitant tremble to her voice. ]... I was told that I could contact residents here; using this thing.. the .. N O C. Please, can anyone hear me ( Read more... )