{Unified Universe Project} [Accidental Voice Post]

[adstring_npc]

[A voice is heard, one that's been heard before.]

I need numbers, dammit! How many did we lose to the Outsiders?

[Professor Anderson speaks.] Numbers don't matter here, sir. What matters is finding a way to prevent this from happening a--

Do I look like I want your opinion? I want numbers, now. And I want the stupid botanist punished. I want everyone who might have talked punished! And let me know when our people start coming back to life.

Two already have. One of them can't stop shaking, though. He got attacked by our own ro--

I. Don't. Care. Get out of my sight. And send me Greg and Matthew. I want to know how this started.

Sir.

[There's the sound of footsteps, and after a few moments the connection clicks off.]

Comments

[Voice][Private//Unhackable]

[adstring-npc.livejournal.com]

The confidentiality clause. Yes.

But by the time she was talking, you weren't threatening her anymore. Remember that?

[heavenly-earth.livejournal.com]

Perhaps you will at some point in the future, then. Hopefully by then, it won't be too late to request our aid.

[adstring-npc.livejournal.com]

Request your aid. Right.

Work on that ego, kid. It looks a bit swollen.

[heavenly-earth.livejournal.com]

[Voice][Private//Unhackable]

[al_truism]

And... how do you know I wouldn't have hurt her?

[Voice][Private//Unhackable]

[adstring-npc.livejournal.com]

It doesn't matter what I know. It matters what she thought, and that was pretty obvious.

[Voice][Private//Unhackable]

[al_truism]

Are you going to hurt her if I bring these?

[Voice][Private//Unhackable]

[adstring-npc.livejournal.com]

I told you. Bring them and she'll get out of what she'd agreed to be bound to. She cost us, but now she's benefiting us more.

[pervy-sennin.livejournal.com]

Sounds like a lot of pissing and moaning from those who can't handle what was dished out to them.

[unlucky-blood.livejournal.com]

As though I care, i'm just warning you that if you don't sort this out soon i'll find a way to gut each and every one of you.

[adstring-npc.livejournal.com]

A direct assault is something to celebrate. I'll keep that in mind.

[adstring-npc.livejournal.com]

Am I scared? Let me think about this... No.

[adstring-npc.livejournal.com]

Always.

[unlucky-blood.livejournal.com]

Good for you.

[adstring-npc.livejournal.com]

And yet, we won't have it face-to-face, so I'm not concerned.

[istoppedtime.livejournal.com]

You wanna go home, don't you?

[adstring-npc.livejournal.com]

How would you help us do that?

[istoppedtime.livejournal.com]

Would help you if people didn't break in and mess up your stuff again, for a start. And you keep up the way you have been, and they will.

[in-three.livejournal.com]

You must be the bunch running the show around here.

[primalimpulse.livejournal.com]

[adstring-npc.livejournal.com]

Another one telling us to change or else.

[adstring-npc.livejournal.com]

Do you want praise for spotting the obvious?

[in-three.livejournal.com]

Who are you?

[istoppedtime.livejournal.com]

Yare yare... I'm telling you the facts. What the hell would I gain from threatening you?