voice, @widowmaker

[distort]

[ Good evening, Quarantine! Widowmaker's voice sounds calm and smoothly dispassionate as usual, and as French as ever, as she makes apparently a brief announcement: ]

If anyone plans to be in the area, there was a small breach of the outer fence near the zoo of the abandoned city. They are little things, nothing a few well placed headshots will not take care of — but quick. A few may have escaped my attentions.

[ She doesn't sound very pleased about that. Her night is definitely gonna be tracking down whatever monster she's referring that slipped in over the fence.

After a brief pause, she continues. ]

There is also the matter of Kane — Jacob Kane. A man with incredibly poor timing, it seems. He —

—is fine. Jacob’s… fine.

[ Don’t believe it. He sounds pained. There's another pause, longer this time, before Widowmaker's voice continues. ]

...Medical attention would be appreciated. I can send coordinates.

Really… really, I’ll be—

[ Whatever it is he'll be gets cut off as the broadcast ends. ]

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[distort]

[ after a considerable pause, she gets back to this: ]

This, I am coming to see. He is considerably less fragile than he looks, no?

[spellslots]

That's the rumour.

[It's not a rumour, it's what Cain told him, but you know.]

Did the things that came over the wall get him?

[distort]

No. I did.

[spellslots]

On... purpose?

[Because why hurt someone and then call for medical assistance???]

[distort]

Not this time. [ she says it lightly, like it could be a joke. haha, what a funny joke. ] I did speak of his poor timing.

[spellslots]

[Well, it gets a little huff of a laugh.]

That could've been a reference to him wandering over just as the creatures attacked, my first assumption usually isn't someone getting accidentally... what? Stabbed? Shot?

[Widow seems modern-ish, he's pretty sure, which makes him think guns]

[distort]

Sniped. [ accidentally stabbed?? what kind of a clumsy barbarian do you take her for ] Perhaps you should downgrade your faith in your fellow man.

[spellslots]

You know what, I was gonna say it takes skill to murder someone even accidentally, but that's not true at all.

[poor Barbara, rip in pieces]