Voice Log 1 | Let There Be Light!

[loveyoudarling]

Hope you're all happy... Seems it took a bit of reading... And a lot of force, but--[Urp!] But... It seems the lights are on again. Hopefully this can help open some of the other... doors.

Anyway. I'm going to take a nap.

Woke up feeling shitty. Wonder if it's because of all that 'nuclear-poison' stuff that people keep going on about. Maybe... Maybe just puke my entire stomach up... that sounds nice...

Comments

[loveyoudarling]

Yeah, the most passive aggressive praise I've heard my entire life! I can't even tell if you're actually complimenting what I did or making fun of me when you say shit like tha--ahhh... Ohgodsohgodsohgods--

[Almost immediately came the sounds of what had most certainly been her lunch coming back up to haunt her.]

[cicadashell]

[He can picture her vomiting and it fills him with childish glee. The laughter that follows is almost a cackle.]

It was never a compliment! Just an observation!

[loveyoudarling]

[Fuck you.]

Th... Then why even bring it up?

[She meant it to sound like a jab, but really in her current state the question more or less sounded kind of like a pathetic plea.]

[cicadashell]

[Because it would antagonize her.]

'Cause you were begging for praise with that show of 'look, I sacrificed myself to turn the lights back on, thank me' stuff.

[It's bullshit spinning on her words.]

[loveyoudarling]

Jeez, I should've jest kept you in the dark then, huh?

[By this point she was near passed out in her bed, and yet despite the stress and the sickness she couldn't help but smile a little.]

[cicadashell]

Guess so!

[It's not even a comeback, but he's trying to get the last word in.]

[loveyoudarling]

[Too sick to keep arguing. You win this one Jiro. Just let her pass out cold from a radiation induced fever in peace.]