[ voice ]

[hostage]

Hey - guys. Uh...

[A voice post from Jesse? Not his usual style. It sounds like he's outside and struggling to drag something.]

Can you believe there's like no cabs down by Sector 10? Like at all? What's the deal? Tried calling and they won't even come out this way. It's bananas.

So I just, uh -

[He sucks in sharply and stops moving. There's a thump, presumably as he leans against a wall.]

Any one of you guys a healer? Like a healer, not a doctor. I know, I know, it's gonna be dark soon. I'll pay you if you can just, like, get out here. Fast. Before dark. Please.

Comments

[hostage]

Dude, seriously?

What the hell is wrong with you?

[inthejunk]

Nothing!

Why are people always saying that?]

What's your problem? I said I didn't need to know!

[hostage]

He's my old teacher, okay? Jesus.

[inthejunk]

...Oh.

Why would you still want to talk to a teacher after school is over?

[hostage]

I wouldn't wanna, but he's here now.

[inthejunk]

If my teacher showed up here I definitely wouldn't talk to him. I'd pretend to be someone else when he asked. Or maybe I would send someone else to greet him...someone who did something really horrible to me recently.

[hostage]

Yeah, maybe I shoulda.

[inthejunk]

[You were supposed to laugh...]

I guess it can't be helped.

[hostage]

[Sorry, Yosuke. Sore subject.]

Whatever, right?

[inthejunk]

Uh. Yeah. Whatever.