May 24, 2010 02:40
[ rustling; obvious difficulty. ]
God....damnit...!
[ labored breathing ]
H-...hello? Hey, Weller? Lexine? What in the hell is going on?!
[ more rustling. ]
Piece of shit.
This.. I don't understand this at all. Am I--
[ a short laugh. a realization, perhaps. derisive snort. ]
Wake up, Nathan.
[ end feed. ]
cmt: gabe weller,
nathan mcneill
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[a few deep breaths- steady] McNeill, is that you?
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W-Weller?
[ then, another laugh ]
Don't. Don't fall for it. Wake up, damnit.
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[a barely audible hiss] ...How long ago did you wake up?
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W-Weller, is that really you? [ deep breaths ]
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Goddamnit. [ a brisk laugh; he sounds tired ]
What the hell is going on?
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[another shaky breath- but he sounds firm] They claim they're going to help us leave, but they're not making any sense. This whole damn thing doesn't make any sense.
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[ but then-- ] You're breathing--... Shit, Weller, are you still bleeding? We need to-- [ a straining noise, as if he's trying to stand ] --get you to a medical bay or something!
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[small pause and he sounds a little tired] I'm fine. It's slowed considerably and it'll stop soon enough.
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Some... some girl in this place is a medic. I'm going to see if she can help you.
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...She sounds like a good kid. And at this rate, we need whatever help we can get.
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