{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

[adstring-npc.livejournal.com]

Color me not concerned.

[unlucky-blood.livejournal.com]

I'll colour you cowards in a lovely shade of red when you actually grow spines.

[adstring-npc.livejournal.com]

Yeah, that makes me want to talk to you more.

[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]

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

[unlucky-blood.livejournal.com]

Good for you.