01 [voice]
[good evening, Boston. the post that greets the Network today is an audio entry, and a busy one at that. even though the sound quality isn’t perfect, pops of static occasionally coming through, it’s clear enough for the listener to tell that there’s a great deal of activity going on here: voices, primarily those of women, can be heard laughing faintly, some far away as if in the distance. the loudest one is that of a young lady, a teenager, giggling something. “You make it sound so cute! What is it again?”
and then, a decidedly male voice:]
Japanese. Anata mo, totemo kawairashii oto. [more giggling. you can practically hear the man grinning.] I could teach you some phrases, if you’d like. Maybe over dinner tomorrow? You guys seem pretty accommodating, but I think it’s safe to say you don’t serve things like curry or anything remotely like that for meals. [teasing, almost purring the words out:] Maybe we could, ah…find somewhere nice in the city?
[the girl says something indistinct, squeaking with happiness, and fleeting footsteps can be heard seconds later. the man chuckles lightly, relaxing in whatever cushions he’s sitting in. when he notices the CLD recording, he speaks again, brightly and cheerfully.]
This place has everything, doesn’t it? Now, correct me if I’m wrong, but beautiful women don’t usually wait on you when you go to church, right? N-not that I’m objecting or anything--different world, different culture--but wow...this city sure knows how to make an abductee feel welcome. Is the rest of the town like this, or did I luck out?
and then, a decidedly male voice:]
Japanese. Anata mo, totemo kawairashii oto. [more giggling. you can practically hear the man grinning.] I could teach you some phrases, if you’d like. Maybe over dinner tomorrow? You guys seem pretty accommodating, but I think it’s safe to say you don’t serve things like curry or anything remotely like that for meals. [teasing, almost purring the words out:] Maybe we could, ah…find somewhere nice in the city?
[the girl says something indistinct, squeaking with happiness, and fleeting footsteps can be heard seconds later. the man chuckles lightly, relaxing in whatever cushions he’s sitting in. when he notices the CLD recording, he speaks again, brightly and cheerfully.]
This place has everything, doesn’t it? Now, correct me if I’m wrong, but beautiful women don’t usually wait on you when you go to church, right? N-not that I’m objecting or anything--different world, different culture--but wow...this city sure knows how to make an abductee feel welcome. Is the rest of the town like this, or did I luck out?