Jul 04, 2011 18:19
[A familiar drawl surfaces on the network later in the afternoon. There's a little bit of interference however, because some even more familiar cursing can be heard at the start of the clip]
Daggum-blasted, shoddy hunk of crowbait...!
'zis thing on? 'lo? [Then Jake seems to settle into it, because his voice holds a little hint of cheeriness.]
I know lots of us are now citizens of the Port now, but fer those of us originally from the good ol' States-- well, happy Fourth of Joo-ly to all y'all. But that ain't why I've come on here in the first place. [The sound of clattering metal, and then, him taking a long drink - anybody who partakes of liquor more frequently than most would be able to recognize the sound of a hip flask - before he sets it back down with a refreshed sigh.]
Been charged with helpin' out all the boys that're already assigned to this Miss Riley Ripley case. But the problem is, seems lotsa people are out to tan her hide, an' we ain't exactly got the most accurate records seein' as we've been chasin' her all over creation and still ain't managed to trap her. That an' assistin' Miss Re-l with that Augustus guy - y'know, the one that came from St. Teresa's.
[He takes another swig.] I guess what I'm tryin' to say is, I ain't got the full scope of this case yet, seein' as I was just assigned and all. Iff'n anybody has information on this case, whether you're a victim, yer friend is, or y'spotted her somewhere, let me know. I'll be more'n happy to help ya out, just need to know what's goin' on, that's all.
c: liquid snake,
!: jake marshall,
c: rochelle,
c: dr. john seward