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heavyweaponsbot) wrote2011-11-22 07:59 pm
heavyweaponsbot) wrote2011-11-22 07:59 pm
12th Transmission -- Audio
[Oh hey Keep. It's Ironhide again. And boy does he sound unhappy.]
Tell me, lord.
[There is so much derision in that word, it should be a curse, not a title.]
Where are those who go missing? Do you send them home, to their "vanished worlds"? Or are you keeping them locked up!
[Something big and heavy impacts a wall.]
Answer me!
[... Finding Lea missing isn't sitting well with the big old bot.]
Tell me, lord.
[There is so much derision in that word, it should be a curse, not a title.]
Where are those who go missing? Do you send them home, to their "vanished worlds"? Or are you keeping them locked up!
[Something big and heavy impacts a wall.]
Answer me!
[... Finding Lea missing isn't sitting well with the big old bot.]
audio;
[It's a young voice, female, and with a rasping, mechanical overtone.]
"Missing?"
audio;
[He grunts.]
People vanish. Here one moment, gone the next. Just like before.
[And then they turned up dead on the Shore.]
audio;
[It's familiar to Tali too, and not in a good way. But pinning this on Collectors would be a pretty long stretch.]
...what do you meant by 'like before?'
audio;
[Another grunt. He's bad at discussing this.]
... On the ship. The Elegante. People would vanish, sometimes they came back. Most of the time, they did not.
audio;
Another place, like this...
[But a ship, not...what ever you'd call this place. A patch of land with nothing to do with anything, and nowhere to escape from or to.]
Thank you. And I'm sorry, for whatever you've lost. Keela Se'lai.
[It's soft, and she reaches to cut off the transmission, close the record, but hesitates and silently leaves the line open. He might have something else to say, or not, but the quiet umbilical of sound can be comforting, she knows.]