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@duster, audio, day 146, eveningish

[bywolves]

[ Maybe he sounded a little terse the last time Alfie checked in with him, but this time, he sounds less annoyed and more... quiet. Solemn. He's walking on his own, carefully making his way through the split tunnels. Safer this way. ]

Solomons. We're in the tunnels. Message me when you hear this.

@ASolomons; audio; evening 146

[devoutish]

I'm here. How is it?

[bywolves]

Cramped. Dangerous. Floor's rotting, here and there.

[devoutish]

Are you with Kesara and her friend yet?

[bywolves]

No. Close. [ Hold on, he just has to carefully climb his way through this area. After a moment, quieter: ] Did she tell you about Ecks?

[devoutish]

What about her?

[bywolves]

Ecks was not sure I had killed House until Kesara confirmed it for her. [ He's still trying to figure out how he feels about this. ]

[devoutish]

[Well, shit. Alfie is quiet for a few moments.]

Right.

What now?

[bywolves]

I'm not going to hurt her. [ Royce says, finally. Past that... he doesn't know. ]

[devoutish]

Good.

Are you angry?

[bywolves]

Yes. [ Might as well be honest. ] She interfered.

[devoutish]

Yeah.

She had a bit more reason to than Watson did. But she did, yeah.

[bywolves]

[ Royce is so conflicted. ] She tried to talk Ecks out of it.

This is why I didn't announce that I was going to kill him. Too many people involved makes it messy. It was always just going to be between me and House.

[devoutish]

Killing someone is always messy. There's just no fucking way around it, mate.

[bywolves]

[ Royce makes an annoyed sound - and then there's the sound of creaky wood and something that sounds suspiciously like something getting ready to cave in. Royce curses under his breath, not replying for the moment as he crawls out of the cramped space he's in.

This is going to suck for people to get through. ]

[devoutish]

Duster. Royce.

[His voice is urgent. He's concerned, bro; answer back quickly please.]

[bywolves]

[ There's a long pause, and then Royce answers back, sounding slightly winded and at least three times as annoyed. ]

I'm alright. This place is falling apart.

[devoutish]

What happened?

[bywolves]

Couldn't go any further. Had to climb a staircase and it started to go out from under me.

You need to be careful when you come through. [ A beat. ] I can lead you through. If you need it.

[devoutish]

Yeah.

[He'd appreciate that.]

We picked up food today, at the school. We're having to overnight in a tiny fuck-off shed.

[bywolves]

A tiny fuck-off shed. [ Royce repeats. Behold, the first time he's dropped an f-bomb in Norfinbury. At least he sounds kind of amused. ] Who are you with, now?

[devoutish]

[Alfie is a terrible influence.]

Fiona. Quark. England.

[bywolves]

[ The worst. ] How's that going?

[devoutish]

Crowded. Fiona's teasing England, who's easily riled up.

[bywolves]

Seems like a running trend with her.