Aug. 22nd, 2014

desperate_times: (smooth talker)
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Well! That was charming. I love being chased by mobs of shadow critters, really, I do.

I just wish they'd chewed on a less expensive pair of boots.

[She's making it sound worse than it was. Chloe is quite good at getting away from danger.]

Everyone else in one piece? Not that I really know many of you, but the less of you are there, the less interesting things become.

Oh, and to the, um... alien-looking chap and the handsome little man who saved my skin at the station, thanks.
scanningutterly: ([teen] I rule on this throne)
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[Orlando had turned on the video first, finding the idea more natural, even if he's using his real (real?) body instead of speaking through a sim. But the idea of talking about this face-to-face, face-to-face with strangers, made him freeze up. Death is a pretty personal thing, especially your own. So he switched to voice, trying to give himself a layer of distance. Personal as it may be, he'd still like some answers on this.]

So... [There's a pause as he takes in a deep breath and lets it out as a sigh. So much for a strong start.]

How many of you are dead? I mean, died in your world, but...came back here?

It can't just be me, right? [He tries to make that last part sound like a joke. It doesn't really work.]