Audio

[outer_npcs]

[It's a little after midnight on Tuesday night when a voice - familiar to some, though not heard since the timelines had splintered - whispers across the network, sounding immeasurably sad.]

Eyes shut, eyes open.

He sees you.

Comments

[voice]

[outer_npcs]

He is the enemy of Salvation. [There's puzzlement there, as though the explanation should be obvious.]

[voice]

[girlworthfighting]

And perhaps that means something, to someone who is not me. Forgive me, but I fail to understand your significance.

[voice]

[outer_npcs]

You ought to study your history.

[There's mild disapproval there. Young people.]

Speak to the boys from the stars, or the wasteland girl. They glimpsed her true shape oh, so long ago.

[voice]

[girlworthfighting]

It isn't my history.

And there are a lot of people around here who those descriptions could apply to.