Voice / Video
[Liquid's been busy today.
Besides being near-fatally injured by Yazoo - thank god for Kadaj and healing, even if he did make him suffer in the process - he's also been preparing for something. Call it a peace offering. His words are laced with his old, familiar intensity and the spark of life that seemed to have diminished somewhat lately. The thrill of battle always did make him feel better.]
I made a promise, before I disappeared. Something I was going to do for a month. There were a few things I was going to do, but this one was... more uncanny for me than I would have expected. I wonder if my disappearance counts as a breach in that agreement or if it should continue, or start anew? [Or should I even bother? I've missed this. Missed this pain, this thrill, this passion. This was what I was made for.]
Regardless, I've been thinking. I want to put my talents to good use. Someone recommended a while ago that I try joining the police. I was wondering. I know there's newcomers among them, but I have to wonder on what guarantee they join. It's not possible to check a criminal record. What exactly replaces that? It would seem odd for them to trust newcomers so easily. [He could easily pass the others, and he doesn't have a record here, but...]
[A pause.]
Brother. I have something for you.
[A peace offering. There's an odd noise from the background and he switches it to video. He's sitting stretched out on the sofa at their apartment - and he turns the video slowly to focus on... a husky.]
Besides being near-fatally injured by Yazoo - thank god for Kadaj and healing, even if he did make him suffer in the process - he's also been preparing for something. Call it a peace offering. His words are laced with his old, familiar intensity and the spark of life that seemed to have diminished somewhat lately. The thrill of battle always did make him feel better.]
I made a promise, before I disappeared. Something I was going to do for a month. There were a few things I was going to do, but this one was... more uncanny for me than I would have expected. I wonder if my disappearance counts as a breach in that agreement or if it should continue, or start anew? [Or should I even bother? I've missed this. Missed this pain, this thrill, this passion. This was what I was made for.]
Regardless, I've been thinking. I want to put my talents to good use. Someone recommended a while ago that I try joining the police. I was wondering. I know there's newcomers among them, but I have to wonder on what guarantee they join. It's not possible to check a criminal record. What exactly replaces that? It would seem odd for them to trust newcomers so easily. [He could easily pass the others, and he doesn't have a record here, but...]
[A pause.]
Brother. I have something for you.
[A peace offering. There's an odd noise from the background and he switches it to video. He's sitting stretched out on the sofa at their apartment - and he turns the video slowly to focus on... a husky.]