.001 [[ Voice ]]
[ The crunch of footsteps, and the static of the communicator being picked up. It's turned over and over in someone's hands, activating video feature long enough to show a glimpse of a hood and red eyes before it's turned upside down and flickers to voice only once more. Whoever he is, he murmurs softly to himself, voice gentle]
...Vel'bol s'enar d' bol zhah nindol? Nereisse orn'la zhaun whol khruste. Il 'udtila naut kluth tlu bauth, rilu'oh...
[The voice picks up a little, speaking in common now ]
I wonder what I've gotten myself into this time...? With Nereisse nowhere in sight of course
[A soft sigh to himself]
Though I'm sure she has something to do with this...this is her style, strange magick that it is.
[And louder]
Can anyone hear me? Father? Nereisse?
...This isn't funny, sister!
...Vel'bol s'enar d' bol zhah nindol? Nereisse orn'la zhaun whol khruste. Il 'udtila naut kluth tlu bauth, rilu'oh...
[The voice picks up a little, speaking in common now ]
I wonder what I've gotten myself into this time...? With Nereisse nowhere in sight of course
[A soft sigh to himself]
Though I'm sure she has something to do with this...this is her style, strange magick that it is.
[And louder]
Can anyone hear me? Father? Nereisse?
...This isn't funny, sister!