.018 | Voice.

[paradoxlol]

[Warden Filter]
[ARTHUR SOUNDS LIKE SHIT. Like, idk, he's got a magic frost fever thing. Hilariously, it makes him sound a bit like Rex without his ventilator. GO GO TWIN POWERS.]

Dionysus-- my inmate-- he's on the loose. [COUGH HACK.] Frost powers.

Do whatever you have to and take him down to zero. If he-- [HACK.] puts up a fight... shoot him in his... goddamn... head...

[Private to Eames]
Might be dying. Need a way out.

[Public because SOMEBODYYYY wanted it.]
[Arthur sounds miffed. And still sick.] Couldn't even go one goddamn week?

[OOC: Arthur's been rescued by Wally, so he's in the infirmary, DYING OF PLAGUE and what have you, and he'll probably find some way to off himself if given the opportunity-- that is, if he figures out he's going to die anyway. IT IS MORE EFFICIENT TO SKIP RIGHT TO THE DEATH TOLL.]

Comments

[tatty-bye.livejournal.com]

Thawed out already?

[paradoxlol]

Obviously.

[tatty-bye.livejournal.com]

You looked quite peaceful. Almost as though you were sleeping. It was rather sweet.

[paradoxlol]

And you sound like a creep. [COUGH COUGH. Arthur sincerely hopes you didn't touch him while he was out.]

[tatty-bye.livejournal.com]

You won't have been the first to suppose that. [That's for me and Dionysus to know and for you to agonize over while you're trying to sleep]

[paradoxlol]

Maybe that should tell you something.

[tatty-bye.livejournal.com]

Your delicate sensibilities, not mine.

So how long did it take for you to lose consciousness?

[paradoxlol]

I'm not entertaining your questions.

[tatty-bye.livejournal.com]

But you're still entertaining me.

[paradoxlol]

[IS THAT SO? CLICK. He's not talking to you anymore >C]