008 [Voice]

[notmanaging]

I have been inside the apartment for a week. While I understand that it's safer in here than it's out there, it makes me feel somewhat helpless. I have no magical powers, no special skills, nothing that can be of assistance in such a situation. I wish there was something I could do...I feel trapped. Useless

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[whiteduplicity]

It's destruction, mostly.

But, ah... Happy birthday.

[notmanaging]

What type of destruction?

[whiteduplicity]

[Here, have a short video of it. The kind of destruction where it seems like most everything is in ruins, monsters endlessly crawl about, and just overall chaos. Fits the bill of "post-apocalyptic" pretty nicely.

It's changed back to voice rather quickly, though.]

... But you can only see so much with that, after all.

[notmanaging]

[It looks...worse than usual. Her voice sounds slightly more miserable when she responds.]

It's enough.

[whiteduplicity]

[well, crap. but what did he expect with that.]

Are you going to be all right?

[notmanaging]

It's not myself that I'm worried about.

[whiteduplicity]

Are you looking for someone?

[notmanaging]

No-one in particular. I meant in general.

[whiteduplicity]

I see.

I guess the only thing we can do is to continue hoping.

[notmanaging]

That it will all end soon, you mean?

[whiteduplicity]

I... suppose so.

All things must end, after all...

[notmanaging]

But is this the end of everything?

[whiteduplicity]

... I'd prefer not to think of it that way. I'm sorry I couldn't be of more assurance to you.

[notmanaging]

That's quite all right. In times like these, I was hardly expecting reassurance.

[whiteduplicity]

... Very well.