eleventh date; [voice; trouble will always find the Butz]
[When the feed switches on, several silent seconds pass at first, punctuated only by the distant clatter of something falling from somewhere at last after a long struggle with gravity.
And then, the sound of something being dragged across the floor, culminating into a series of short, winded, pained breaths. The voice that follows is strangely faint; and clearly, the speaker is exerting much effort just to be heard, although one can imagine him flinching after every few words or so.]
They...ha...they couldn't...
[A grim chuckle, followed by a short cough.]
...get anything outta me...except Gellie... [A note of sadness, so strange after that odd laugh of twisted, agonized accomplishment. Then suddenly - ]
Guys! Don't let 'em get anything outta ya, all right?! We're gonna...we're gonna...
[And then he exhales after that outburst.
Replies will be delayed by several minutes while Larry tries to get his strength back. He's not out cold, he's just...lying on the floor of his ruined apartment after using what little strength he has left to crawl to his NV.]
And then, the sound of something being dragged across the floor, culminating into a series of short, winded, pained breaths. The voice that follows is strangely faint; and clearly, the speaker is exerting much effort just to be heard, although one can imagine him flinching after every few words or so.]
They...ha...they couldn't...
[A grim chuckle, followed by a short cough.]
...get anything outta me...except Gellie... [A note of sadness, so strange after that odd laugh of twisted, agonized accomplishment. Then suddenly - ]
Guys! Don't let 'em get anything outta ya, all right?! We're gonna...we're gonna...
[And then he exhales after that outburst.
Replies will be delayed by several minutes while Larry tries to get his strength back. He's not out cold, he's just...lying on the floor of his ruined apartment after using what little strength he has left to crawl to his NV.]