- 122nd tide | | the wait -

[soulofocean]

[Voice]

[There's bit of static before Umi speaks into the device: she still sounds weak, but considerably more rested and in a far better mood than those she talked to during the last days may remember.]

...Sorry it took me a while to check in. May as well now I CAN without someone trying to snatch the device from me. There was some huge rushing

Comments

[vicodincrutch]

A headcount is far superior to a foot count, you've learned fast.

[soulofocean]

...Um. I didn't exactly mean that in a way that implied cutting more body parts off.

[vicodincrutch]

You never know. It is October. Although that head chopping as at least a month ago...

[soulofocean]

You really think some more of that might be coming our way? Boy, what next. Hands? Noses??

[vicodincrutch]

Why not? Are you really surprised?

[soulofocean]

...Actually? No, I'm not. Maybe just in denial about how this place can really get any nastier.

[vicodincrutch]

Oh, it can. It will. Life goes on. We haven't had a zombie invasion in awhile. So here's to hoping for bigger, better things.

[soulofocean]

Didn't we have rabid zombie sheep... when was that, some months ago?? That should already fulfill this place's freaky undead stuff policy for at least this year!

[vicodincrutch]

Are you knocking on wood yet?

[soulofocean]

...I don't have any in this room or I would be.