audio;

[extradite]

[ As it happens, the boy's voice could be a little quieter, a little more distant - possibly, if he'd ridden in with a horde of the undead. ]

How do you... resign?

[ Slight pause. ]

When I tried to, they weren't the right words. Right sounding. Right on paper. Right to think abou - ...right. Sorry. That's impolite to ask all of a sudden, without a proper greeting. My bad.

[ A hint louder, more rehearsed - ]

Good day. Pleased to meet you. How do you do.

[ And now back to the pathetic old track. ]

If it's all the same to you: how do you resign from something like this?

Comments

audio;

[extradite]

Heimdall. And in general. Umm. Everyone.

audio;

[nukeoleptic]

I'm not really sure. I haven't really met a lot of people in Heimdall... but people in general are nice. We've all been kidnapped!! So mostly we're all just trying to figure out what's going on, or trying to get home.

audio;

[extradite]

I thought some of them might've been angry. And willing to take it on others.

audio;

[nukeoleptic]

Jeez, you are super paranoid.

audio;

[extradite]

I'm not! It's... reasonable, isn't it? Expecting a bad temper from at least one or two people.

audio;

[nukeoleptic]

Oh, well - you shouldn't expect them to be mean to you.