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[ When the feed clicks on, there's only footsteps and someone panting as if they'd just run for their lives. Which, indeed - prior to arriving here, Ianto had been. And while, the scenery is currently different, and he's not being shot at, his clothing is drenched (it hadn't even been raining)- he's not taking a chance. Finally, after a minute or two the surrounding noise ceases for just a moment, before someone speaks. The man's voice has a deep Welsh lit to it, and there is definitely a sense of confusion hidden somewhere in it.]
I - hello?
[ ... quietly, more of an observation to himself: ] Don't think I'm in Cardiff anymore....
Right. I'm either very concussed - or this is the work of the Rift. I honestly think I'd prefer the former, just in this case. But with current luck standing the way it is...
[Sigh, there's the sound of fumbling with something. He's still wary and alert, looking around for anything, but nothing looks familiar here. No stinking pile of rubble where the Hub had been. Just an unfamiliar city.]
Gwen? Do you - the hell is that thing?
I - hello?
[ ... quietly, more of an observation to himself: ] Don't think I'm in Cardiff anymore....
Right. I'm either very concussed - or this is the work of the Rift. I honestly think I'd prefer the former, just in this case. But with current luck standing the way it is...
[Sigh, there's the sound of fumbling with something. He's still wary and alert, looking around for anything, but nothing looks familiar here. No stinking pile of rubble where the Hub had been. Just an unfamiliar city.]
Gwen? Do you - the hell is that thing?