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waywardchild) wrote2012-05-22 12:07 pm
waywardchild) wrote2012-05-22 12:07 pm
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[The feed clicks on to a super imposed red eye. It’s narrowed in obvious and burning frustration, and there’s a quiet muttering o growls and curses in the backdrop. Finally, Retica holds the pokegear back, and the screen shows a more comprehensive look at the teen]
Someone better start giving me some answers, damn it! Is this some kind of trick? Where the hell am I? And what is that music?!
[He looks around, scowling at his surroundings like they personally offended him]
Besek’s never looked like this, not even the first stratum. I don’t care how I got here—I need to get back. I—I was so close. I know I was. I had to be. We were almost—
Nevermind. I’m getting out of here, even if no one else can help me.
Someone better start giving me some answers, damn it! Is this some kind of trick? Where the hell am I? And what is that music?!
[He looks around, scowling at his surroundings like they personally offended him]
Besek’s never looked like this, not even the first stratum. I don’t care how I got here—I need to get back. I—I was so close. I know I was. I had to be. We were almost—
Nevermind. I’m getting out of here, even if no one else can help me.