.009 [[ Voice ]]

[xangel_of_rainx]

[There is a soft burst of static heard before anything else, and what sounds like a radio dial turning. Music plays softly before fading into another hum of static. A moment later though, it calms down and Konan is heard. While not rushed, she sounds uncertain.]

...-ura-san?

This place...it seems to change often. I had almost feared-

[Again, her

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[spreadbare]

Fuck, fuck, fuck, FUCK. Konan, where are you?!

[This sounds like Altair quietly panicing while still trying to maintain a semblance of being in command, of being the leader. He is trying to save face in front of Lie and Seth and Mika. :(]

[xangel_of_rainx]

[Through a great deal of static.]

-Tair-san...?

The exact coordinates escape me...my map seems to not be functioning.

[spreadbare]

Konan, I don't need coordinates, just give me an idea of where you are. A description.

[No, no. Nobody else is dying. He's heard too much shit happening to anyone else. The fact that Konan is hot as hell has only a small* bearing on the fact that he is not letting anyone else die, especially since he didn't even get the chance to help Saria, couldn't help Rubi, and whatever happened to Vei... he couldn't get there.

Not again, damnit. There's sounds of him getting shit ready, hefting the tape-wrapped pipe that has functioned as his only weapon, ordering whoever's been staying at the Church to stay there, he's got some heroing to do.]

Something's coming for you. Pyramid Head. Mika told me. DON'T FUCKING FIGHT IT, KONAN. RUN.

[xangel_of_rainx]

[Something like a gasp, that calm demeanor shaken but not shattered. But she's listening, Altair, and she's making her getaway!]

[xangel_of_rainx]

[A heavy brush of that static once more, Konan's voice heard through it.]

Uncertain, on the move at present.

[xangel_of_rainx]

Historical Society, it looks like.