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May 01, 2009 09:24

[Click. Clickity click. Kafei fumbles with the communicator. His voice, when he speaks, is that of a boy of twelve or so. But it’s remarkably even, perhaps because of how sullen it is, but for the spike of urgency.]

What is this thing? How is it - not important…

[The voice becomes muffled. Apparently, Kafei has tucked it away, too busy to bother with figuring the device out. He is no longer speaking into it, just shouting.]

Anju? Anju? Can you hear me?

[He pauses, movement coming to a stop.]

What is that?

anju my love, remarkably un-sullen, intro, ohgoddeadthingswhat, what the hell

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