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12th Match - [Voice]
Apr. 29th, 2009 05:32 pm[It starts out with silence. Seifer sighs softly, and makes the start of a word, but he stops himself and waits. After a good minute or so, he moves; the bed he was on creaks and his footsteps hit the ground.]
Air, how I've missed breathing you.
[He laughs dryly at that. He's quiet again, the only sounds being his footsteps.] Where's the door to this stupid thing, anyway?
[The footsteps get a little faster for a second, then slow down when he realizes he's in a safe place. He sighs softly, and tries changing the subject.]
So Prydain... what's my shift tonight?
Air, how I've missed breathing you.
[He laughs dryly at that. He's quiet again, the only sounds being his footsteps.] Where's the door to this stupid thing, anyway?
[The footsteps get a little faster for a second, then slow down when he realizes he's in a safe place. He sighs softly, and tries changing the subject.]
So Prydain... what's my shift tonight?
