♛ 01 [ voice ]

[brief_as_sunset]

[ There’s the heavy pitter-patter of the storm filling the quiet as soon as the N.O.C. is clicked on; it’s loud enough to hint that someone’s outside, but still under something, somewhere, out of the rain now. The noise, like static, stretches on for a moment as the only sound before - ]

What am I supposed to say?

[ -- a mutter. ]This is too

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Well, if it ain't the little squirt. How's life been treating you?

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[brief_as_sunset]

[ That's -- another one? Of all the details, that voice fills in the blur. There's a quiet pause before the response, finally comes in a tone of quiet disbelief. ]

Axel, first... And you're here, too?