voice ; when i ran out of thread i couldn't let go

[treasonista]

This is Doctor Knutson. [ Her voice is even, initially. ] I need medical on residential level four, room one. Subject is human, male, mid-thirties. Unresponsive.

[ The breath Odessa draws in before continuing is ragged, it betrays her fear. ]

Subject complained of blurred vision and showed signs of labored breathing prior to loss of consciousness. Pulse is weak, and breathing remains shallow.

[ Her voice finally cracks with the first of her sobs: ] Please, somebody help.

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[hedoniste]

( ilde knows that room. ilde knows that room because it's marcus's room, the stupid motherfucker, what the hell is going on now--

she's already moving when she responds, odessa can almost certainly tell. )

You know his fucking name, Odessa, ( which is snapped, and a bit unfairly. does odessa even know they're at all related? who knows. ilde has probably heard more about her from her brother than she has from odessa herself in the months prior to marcus' arrival, because emery's children have never felt that discretion applies to each other. )

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[nutsaboutscans]

[Hearing her so upset and fearful... John's worried.] Odessa? Odessa, just... call me when you're sure he's okay. Do it or I'll be hunting you down. He's going to be okay. Just hang in there.

[He's guessing it's Marcus McDoucheington. But he's her douche, so John's worried on her behalf. He'll just... sit around nervously, waiting for her call.]