Third || Voice

[sideburns_mcgee]

Something doesn't feel right. The calendar says September 25th but... It was the 21st wasn't it? That's the last day I remember.

Was I in some kind of coma? That can't be right... It must have been this 'droning' process. I've fallen behind in my duties. I wonder what I must have done to anger the town. No matter.

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[wristsniper]

...What did you do?

[wristsniper]

Don't be ridiculous. I was just pissed off. [She rubs her arm and starts heading for the kitchen.]

[sideburns_mcgee]

*He watches her, unsure if he should follow or not. She was in a different mood than he had ever seen her in. Swallowing hard, he follows her.*

I trust your plans are going well?

[wristsniper]

Well enough. The preparations are taking too long and I'm not sure how to speed them up. People seem to be obsessed with their mundane lives here.

[She grips the edge of the counter, looking blandly at the empty coffee percolator.]

[sideburns_mcgee]

Perhaps they view their lives here as an escape from their real problems back home.

*Miles offers as he stands in the doorway of the kitchen, watching her quietly*

[wristsniper]

It's possible, but that just means they're weak. Why wouldn't you face your own reality? ...Pathetic.

[sideburns_mcgee]

I agree.

*He leans against the door frame... he felt strange not being in his military uniform, especially in front of his leader. Miles rubs at his arm and glances off*

I'm still looking for those people you suggested to me.

[wristsniper]

I can speak with them, if you're having trouble locating them.

[sideburns_mcgee]

No. I said I would locate them. And I will.

[wristsniper]

...I don't doubt you; some of them are just socially moronic.

[sideburns_mcgee]

Heh, I'll make do with what I have to work with.

[wristsniper]

[She relaxes a little.] As expected, from you...

[Everything about her body language is relieved. She's needed him. She's needed SOMEONE from home, someone who knows what to expect, how to read her, and when to shut the fuck up.]

[sideburns_mcgee]

*He pushes his shoulder from the door frame and sighs gently, shrugging his shoulders*

I do my best for my leader.

[wristsniper]

[She nods.]

I'll entrust my confidential files to you, then.

[sideburns_mcgee]

*He walks up beside her and glances to her*

Feeling better?

[wristsniper]

...........Only a bit. I hate this slow lead-up. I want to get it over with.