.002 Δ [Voice]

[ratherbelocky]

Okay. Okay.

[York's voice is the soft but urgent hiss of someone who's freaking out but doesn't want to alarm the people around him. The sound quality, for those sensitive to that sort of thing, indicates that he may have, you know. Locked himself in the bathroom. As one does.]

Can I lodge a complaint? I dunno who to, exactly, but I'da hoped this would be the kind of thing that got covered in the rookie's field manual as early as possible.

[He pauses.]

Turning into a werewolf, I mean.

[The pause is practically italicized. Whatever's happening to York, he is strenuously unhappy about it, and the tension rides his voice hard.]

Like, the fact that that's apparently a real possibility in this universe.

Comments

voice;

[irenicly]

It didn't bite me, no, but it scratched me up pretty badly. I'm not sure what it means, but I don't think it can be good.

Something strange happened last year around this time, too.

voice;

[ratherbelocky]

Dude, strange how? Strange weird, or strange dangerous? Because this could go either way with how many people are getting attacked.

voice;

[irenicly]

Strange dangerous.

I'll be honest, I'm kinda worried.

voice;

[ratherbelocky]

Should we brief the authorities? I heard there were police.

...

Then again, I heard the police didn't really do anything. Guess we're on our own. You said...the ones that are attacking, they're some kind of hybrid? Is that normal?

voice;

[irenicly]

...Brief? Talk to the police?

[He's not very familiar with military lingo.]

I'm surprised they're not doing anything now. I think you'd be able to track one of them down, if you look. They all look exactly the same and they all answer to Jenny.

[Don't... ask him how that works. He doesn't know!]

Hybrids aren't normal, no. I don't know why they'd appear now.