Eighty-Sixth Mission [Audio]

Mar 09, 2010 22:27

[Jak sounds tired and not quite himself.]

Damas.  We ... should talk.

[He hesitates a moment longer, then clicks the communicator off.]

!daxter, drinkign tiem, animate brick without a gun, daddyyyy ;o;, !damas

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survivorking March 10 2010, 14:40:15 UTC
[Damas had assumed the next time they talked that it would be about Carnival, or about the king's death. The quality of his voice surprises him.]

Where are you, Jak?

[The concern doesn't register in his voice.]

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shadesofeco March 11 2010, 02:32:45 UTC
My room.

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[Comment log ROLLOUT] survivorking March 11 2010, 03:42:25 UTC
I will be there shortly.

[It takes a few minutes longer, Damas had been foraging for shoes on Deck 12. He raps on Jak's door once he reaches it.]

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[Comment log] shadesofeco March 11 2010, 03:49:32 UTC
[Jak opens the door and steps back to let his father in. He's wearing a sleeveless shirt, and the tops of the bandages wrapped around his chest and stomach peek out just a little.]

You didn't find your clothes yet.

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[Voice] does_everything March 10 2010, 18:15:59 UTC
Jak buddy, um...

...hey, are you okay?

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[Voice] shadesofeco March 11 2010, 02:33:17 UTC
Yeah, I'm fine Dax.

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[Voice] does_everything March 11 2010, 08:11:49 UTC
On a scale of one to ten, how fine are you? Ten being "serious talk ready" and one being "drink myself half dead."

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[Voice] shadesofeco March 11 2010, 08:23:44 UTC
I wouldn't turn down the drinking part.

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