[audio - accidental]

[vulturesnamedme]

[There's some crunching and shifting sounds, and a low, gutteral voice grumbling incoherently. This carries on for a few moments, before the grumbling stops, replaced by a span of silence, punctuated by footsteps. The ground underneath these feet sounds like it's constantly crumbling, breaking earth and crunching gravel. Finally, there's an audible

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[switch_it_off]

... why are you monologueing while on fire? Put it out.

[vulturesnamedme]

I don't monologue. I just say my thoughts. And when words drone too long, I stop talking with my mouth.

I did put it out.

[switch_it_off]

You stop talking. With your mouth. [Dryly.]

[vulturesnamedme]

I should start talking with my blades, then? [Flatly.]

[switch_it_off]

If you want. Have we given you reason enough to?

[vulturesnamedme]

No. But I have no reason to stop talking, either.

[switch_it_off]

You're a defensive type, aren't you?

[vulturesnamedme]

I'm a survivor. Defensive, offensive, whatever lives the longer.