1 彡 [audio]
[This is a strange noise to hear on the communicators. It’s rushing, mechanical - some might instantly recognise it as the sound of a train coming to a halt. People can be heard too, jostling. It’s quite the cacauphony.]
Excuse me --
[And it abruptly goes silent, but for the soft twittering of birds.]
Tch!
[And then a loud smack as someone falls over onto hard earth, their descent softened somewhat by fabric. There’s a clatter, too, and the new arrival sets about picking themselves up. People can be so pushy.
He can be heard dusting himself off, and then, presumably, he looks up - and his breath catches sharply in his throat.]
Excuse me --
[And it abruptly goes silent, but for the soft twittering of birds.]
Tch!
[And then a loud smack as someone falls over onto hard earth, their descent softened somewhat by fabric. There’s a clatter, too, and the new arrival sets about picking themselves up. People can be so pushy.
He can be heard dusting himself off, and then, presumably, he looks up - and his breath catches sharply in his throat.]