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[strangehstorian]

[Scraping, and then Chromie's voice, understandable to all. She has practice speaking Common with a different-shaped mouth, after all.]

-got it working? Oh! There's the light!

Ah...

[There's a pause here. Evidently she hadn't actually thought of what she wanted to say before turning her communicator on.]I appear to be a ...small ungulate. Yes. I

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[most_feared]

[There's quite a bit of knocking around the communicator, when finally there's a droopy-eared black and tan hound sniffing at the screen.]

Goddammit. What is this bullshit that's happening now? [That is to say...] Yeah, I'm here.

[This all said in grumbles and whines.]

[strangehstorian]

Hello!

[This is not even weird, you guys. This is not as weird as it could be at all, all things considered.]

Who are you when you aren't ...hm, let me see. A hound?

[most_feared]

I'm Agent K.

[Sudden alert look.]

Oh god.... Oh shit. Why... no... My-

[And sort of in the corner of the screen you can see him try to squirm onto his hip, his foot entering frame because HIS EAR HAS STARTED ITCHING!]

My ear is itchin'. [Scratch scratch!] OW! Wait, yes. NO OW! [Scratch, ear flaps over his face a few times. More scratch.] Ow! Ow! Oh, good. Yes. [He stops.]

[strangehstorian]

...

...

What on earth was that?

[most_feared]

The only way I can scratch is with my back leg. God as my witness I'll never forsake my thumbs again. [Like he did in his conversation with George.]

[strangehstorian]

But you... narrated it- oh, never mind. I am slightly concerned I'll be eaten. I can't -

[Turn back into a dragon and impose martial law.

A deer clearing its throat sounds very strange. Sort of like a creaky hinge.]

Well. I don't have any of my normal abilities.

[most_feared]

It surprised me. Despite the size of my ears, I'm kinda not used to having them flap. Or not being able to scratch behind 'em.

Wait, I don't know what your normal abilities are.

retroactive private from that last comment of hers

[strangehstorian]

I can usually defend myself.

[The firm tone on that suggests that it's all she'll be saying about it.]

And you normally have your weapons. The inmates were well-behaved the last time the wardens were incapacitated like this, but we can't count on that reoccurring.

[Private]

[most_feared]

[Ardent was stronger than he looked, so he honestly believes that's all there is to it.]

I do. But the inmates might be incapacitated too. Some of the wardens seem to be alright.

I can't understand anyone who's not an animal, though. At least so far.

[Private]

[strangehstorian]

Oh. Really. That could be a problem. Would you like me to translate Sgt. Howie's post? He's organizing, as usual.

[Private]

[most_feared]

Nah. Just tell me where the food is. Unless someone wants me to smell something I'm useless for this bullshit. [Who is frustrated? A hound. That is who.

....He kind of wants to mark everything on the Barge, though.]

[Private]

[strangehstorian]

If someone is murdered you could almost certainly find the culprit, at least.

He's put the food upstairs on the deck. Can you get through the doors?

[Private]

[most_feared]

Yup. Pretty much. I can smell everything.

...I like smells I used to not like. This ain't right. [He does a wet-dog shake of displeasure.] But yeah, I got a way I can get the door open.

[Private]

[strangehstorian]

Alright. Be careful, Agent, and check in later if anything changes.