Neil Dylandy / Lockon Stratos (I) (target_acquired) wrote in marinasylum, @ 2010-08-20 21:22:00 |
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Entry tags: | :action, euphemia li britannia, lacus clyne, neil dylandy, ribbons almark, tieria erde |
[ voice | filtered FROM Lyle Dylandy]
[Lockon sounded drunk, to the discerning ear. Most obviously, though, he sounded angry.
Furthermore, like all good drunk dials, this one was full of fail, as he accidentally filtered the message away from his brother, instead of to him.]
Lyle! Lyle!
You have a lot of explaining to do.
And I mean Right. Now.
[There's the sound of something glass breaking. Someone threw away their bottle too hard, into the trash. Muttering of "ow, fuck" can probably be made out.] --no, you know what? I'll deal with you later... [Transmission end. He'd had better get some coffee before he got home, or else he'll be inconsolable.]
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