[ A dark, velvety chuckle marks the beginning of the transmission. He allows it to linger... It hangs gently in the air, disguising the soft tapping of slender, leather dressed fingertips upon a table top. At this moment in time, his exasperation is subtle, if nothing else. When he finally chooses to speak, the barest trace of a sneer is evident in ( Read more... )

[ There's a cold silence; really, Yazoo's grown a little too used to shooting and dismissing his problems straight off the bat, but seeing as Paradise doesn't seem to want to play along ... ]

This won't do.

[The NOC turns on in the middle of someone speaking. Someone that has a familiar voice to some residents in Paradise.]

--ean you don't have time to explain things? Do not walk away from me!

[Cue someone swearing under their breath before the sounds of hands fumbling with the NOC are picked up.]I'm guessing this thing is like a PHS, so this better ( Read more... )

Sephirtoh - where the hell are you?

Genesis - where the hell are you!

Leaving an old man like me to do the clean up work, by myself. Twelve, I lost count after that.. trying to find up from down in that storm, impossible!

[ He sighs. He's done with his tantrum. ]Buffy, Nill, Fang.. how are you guys doing? Where are you ( Read more... )

There are still some I've not heard on the NOC. I will be scavenging the city, and if there are some missing, I will know who to look for - do we know who isn't accounted for?

[ Filtered text sent to; Reno. ]

Where are you? Report immediately.

[ Filtered text sent to; Cissnei. ]

I haven't heard from Reno, I'll keep an eye out for him - though ( Read more... )

[ The feed flickers into life following a brief shriek of white noise; at first, the camera doesn't seem to be pointing at anything in particular, but the shabby couch and faded carpet visible from across the room suggest that it's being transmitted from a residential area. A fingertip dressed in black leather obscures the lens for a moment as the ( Read more... )