Rudy Cooper | Brian Moser (
cold_dry_pieces) wrote2010-02-04 09:00 pm
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|[VOICE]|
Hello?
[taptap.]
Can't seem to get a line out... Can anyone hear this? I think I'm lost.
|[ooc; BACK, restarted, details forthcoming in tldr <3 open to action/whatever.]|
Hello?
[taptap.]
Can't seem to get a line out... Can anyone hear this? I think I'm lost.
|[ooc; BACK, restarted, details forthcoming in tldr <3 open to action/whatever.]|
audio;
[Tone down the impatience, Rudy. Angela's just giving you the run down of what she knows.]
If you need a place to stay, the Welcome Center in the Square will set you up until you get on your feet.
audio;
So... you're saying I'm in a parallel universe?
[He laughs a bit, because, come on. A psychotic break seems likelier.]
audio;
I didn't say that but yes, yes you are. Welcome to the club. We don't have cookies.
audio;
[The sarcasm, it drips, as sarcasm is wont to do. He sighs quietly, a stall as the evil little wheels in his head are a-turnin'.]
You said... you're a friend of Debra's?
audio;
[And Angela really misses her. Debra was really the only other female in the City with a mouth filthier than her own.]
audio;
[He may not really like his girlfriend, but she's useful, at least. It unsettles him horridly that someone knows her, knows him, that he's damn sure he never met.]
audio;
No, I'm from D.C. I met her here. Same place where I met you.
audio;
I've... you're saying I've been here before?
audio;
[And here she thought that much was obvious.]
audio;