Nov 02, 2011 22:06
Thursday morning, phone, filtered from drones:
[ Ilsa's voice is tight, and quiet. ]
For those that knew him, BLU Pyro is... he's droned. His things are gone, so it seems it might be...
[ She sighs, and after a moment, continues. ]
He's gone.
scratch,
telephone,
tarvek,
pyro,
blu sniper
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Roight.
Sorry 'bout that mate.
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Thank you. I... I didn't know the best way to tell anyone else he knew here. I kept meaning to have him invite the team over, and well... things kept happening.
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Yer.. uh..?
*He's trying to put a face with this voice and failing.*
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*Meaning he never saw him set himself on fire.*
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[ Her accent has gotten stronger, reflecting her southern American upbringing. ]
I get the feeling we ought to hold a wake for him, except he didn't care to drink.
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He's not dead, I have to remember that others have gone back to where they came from.
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He ain't dead, he's jus' back home. Happily lightin' folks on foire.
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[ Yeah, she hadn't thought about him going back to the way he was when he got here. ]
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