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. ]

Comments

[aeturnus]

That's pretty admirable.

[ Some people wouldn't care either way. ]

[distort]

[ She casts a glance over at him with that, cool yellow eyes appraising. ]

Perhaps. It is a shame that preference does not always factor in.

[ Almost never, actually. ]

[aeturnus]

No, but... when you've got the choice, it's good to know.

[distort]

[ Her gaze redirects itself ahead, and then drifts up. Toward the sky, the planet overhead that's taken the shape of a large, colorful moon. She eyes that for a long few seconds. When you've got the choice sounds very loud, picked apart in her mind. ]

If they reestablish a connection to your world, will you leave this one?

[aeturnus]

[ Huh. Good question. Interesting dodge. He'll take it. ]

Yes, although if it's possible I'd like to see about making it more stable and on command first. There's a lot to learn here.

[distort]

It is a very unique world, with unique opportunities. [ Which is... about all she wants to consider of the matter. Her gaze drops down to the walk ahead of them again. ] The wall is nearly in sight.

[aeturnus]

That it is. You can even learn magic.

[ Which is pretty huge for someone from a more-or-less magicless world. ]

Right. I'd say I'll pay you back... but I think we'll just call it even, huh?

[distort]

[ And... there it is, looming between two quiet, empty buildings: the wall. They're not quite at it, but it should be a safe enough walk. And she's just that eager to not see Dodger again. ]

We are almost even. [ She's not very happy about this, but... ] Call me if you need anything taken care of.

[ Anything sort of sounds like anyone, when you say it in the tone she does. ]

[aeturnus]

[ Ha, what an offer. Cain just nods and accepts it gracefully. ]

I'll keep that in mind, Mademoiselle. Good luck on your hunt.

[distort]

[ She nods and, on a whim, turns it into a very small, very shallow theatrical curtsy. Something about the reminder that she's here, and not at home, has picked up her spirits as much as they're ever picked up. There's even a tiny sliver of a smile as she says her adieu.

Then without another word she turns, striding back the way she'd come with the sharp click of her heeled boots. ]