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May. 11th, 2013 07:24 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
banshee_rider[She'd been trying to ignore something since the whole fiasco went down, but the castle had gradually strengthened the intensity of her urges until she's flipping open the journal now and clearing her throat.]
This is Spartan-087.
[She sounds a little confused. Mainly, why is she so compelled to leave a message like this?]
I bruised my hand.
[It'd been when she'd punched the vent in, looking for the bomb, but really it's almost healed up now; it's such a niggling injury compared to what she's had before.]
I'm -- not sure why I told you.
[Hello, Kelly, welcome to your loss. After an awkward pause,]
087, out.
This is Spartan-087.
[She sounds a little confused. Mainly, why is she so compelled to leave a message like this?]
I bruised my hand.
[It'd been when she'd punched the vent in, looking for the bomb, but really it's almost healed up now; it's such a niggling injury compared to what she's had before.]
I'm -- not sure why I told you.
[Hello, Kelly, welcome to your loss. After an awkward pause,]
087, out.