Unknown Male 1: No contacts, sir.
Unknown Male 1: Sir!
Unknown Female 1: Sir? I think I found someone. Female.
Unknown Female 1: Ma’am?
Unknown Female 1: Would you like me to check, ma’am?
Unknown Female 1: No, ma’am. Just unconscious. I’ve tried to wake her, but...
Unknown Male 1: We have contact again, sir.
Unknown Male 1: There are two of them, ma’am.
Unknown Male 2: What are we supposed to do, open their fucking eyelids?
Unknown Male 1: One of them has an eyepatch, sir.
Unknown Male 1: Dark hair--
Unknown Male 1: Let me get a light on--
Unknown Male 2: What...what is that...
Unknown Female 1: Oh...oh god...I...I thought....
Unknown Male 3: Sir? Ma’am? We’ve lost contact. With...with everyone. Can you advise?
Unknown Male 3: Sir, please advise.
Unknown Male 3: Fuck this. We’re initiating evac. I want everyone out of this shithole ten seconds ago.
Unknown Female 2: Sir!
Unknown Male 3: Wait, hold on. Isn’t that...
Unknown Female 2: What...what happened to him?
Unknown Male 3: I’m not sticking--
And the rest is silence.
And in case you didn't realize it, I am not Jeanette.
Oh Proxiehunter. You utter and complete fuckup. What would my life be without you?
ReplyDeleteAnswer: So much better.
And not for the reasons you might think.
Maybe you should fucking think about your advice before giving it in the future.
Still not Jeanette, by the way.
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