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shatterverse2008-08-17 06:37 pm
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Steve just spent several hours in a bad, bad place.
Spooky-noises, monster-attacks, bloody-wire dead-people bad.
And now he is out. Walking, carrying his jetpack in case it shorts out again, and indescribably jumpy.
Oh. Oh. he has a radio. A radio which until recently was good only for alarming bursts of static when something was about to try to eat him, but which now filters through the white noise until it tunes into Satya niFalland's frequency.
He doesn't speak immediately.
(His hands are shaking.)
Spooky-noises, monster-attacks, bloody-wire dead-people bad.
And now he is out. Walking, carrying his jetpack in case it shorts out again, and indescribably jumpy.
Oh. Oh. he has a radio. A radio which until recently was good only for alarming bursts of static when something was about to try to eat him, but which now filters through the white noise until it tunes into Satya niFalland's frequency.
He doesn't speak immediately.
(His hands are shaking.)