i. - [ VOICE ]

Jul 24, 2009 16:01

[There's a sharp clack, like a small metal object being shut with vigorous force. A deep inhale follows before the man on the other side of the feed makes a noise that sounds like the bastard child of annoyance and deep contemplation.] You know, I was enjoying that freedom.

[The man scoffs, voice dark and dry.] But I suppose I can't complain - I'll just have to kill you all, won't I? A minor inconvenience at the end of the day, I can assure you.

Unless, of course, someone wants to explain the reason I was taken from a ship destined for war.

guess it's time, what the hell my freedom, tyranny, oh murder murder murder

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