counterblows: (϶ or a fortune for your disaster)
𝚊𝚐ε𝚗𝚝 𝚠𝚊𝚜𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚝𝚘𝚗 ([personal profile] counterblows) wrote in [community profile] aftr_ooc 2018-05-16 04:07 am (UTC)

That would've been his first thought. Equipment malfunction. It happens with experimental tech. That was one of the first things the rookies would always hear, going in: That's Carolina. She's the who's gonna be saving your ass, unless your equipment explodes.

That was...him. He was one of those rookies.

"Yeah. Yeah, I can." Try not to sound like you're having trouble forcing the words out, Wash, because seeing her isn't a luxury you'd expected to ever be allowed again in your life. "Still got a bitch of a headache. Still...not really sure which person I am, but I can still see. And you..."

Swallow down whatever comes next. And you saw what was coming miles before anyone did, and we never listened. We should've stopped and thought for a second. Should've woken the fuck up, like you said. Tex never let go of your dog-tags.

What comes out is:

"Can I...is your armor still tapped into your biocomms?"

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