Reed
Right.
That … that was the hard part. This is … the easy part.
Or it would be, if my brain didn't feel like bloody scrambled eggs and my back hadn't been coated with plasma coolant and set on fire.
… I hope I've got the timing right. If this bastard gets up again I'm finished.
But there again if I get up he's finished, so maybe it'll be for the best if both of us just lie here like stranded fish.
… Fucking hell, Reed, you can't faint now. Pull yourself together…
Breathe
Breathe
Fucking/hell/it/hurts/it/hurts/jesus/christ…..
The transceiver. Nearly dropped it. ….Mustn't do that. Never reach far enough to pick it up again.
Breathe
Button/doesn't/work fucking/hell fucking/stupid/button/fucking/Section/fucking/useless/bastard/thing
Pressing/wrong/button fucking/stupid/wanker/concentrate/for/gods/sake
It's working.
Right, you bastard.
Breathe
Breathe
Breathe
Breathe
Seven questions. I know there were seven. Fucking/hell/i/can/only/remember/six
Breathe
Breathe
Breathe
Anyway. Start with number one…Or is it number one that I've forgotten?
Breathe
Maybe I'll remember once I get started.
Breathe
Breathe
God/Hoshi/i/could/do/with/a/drink
Breathe.
Brace my hands. Got to lift my weight a bit, need to see him better, got to be able to reach him to get this stuff into him… Want to watch him spilling the goods, selling his fucking Terra Prime mates down the line. When we know who they are, we can do the rest.
Not/we/o/christ/i/didn't/say/we
OH/…..
Fuck/Fuck/Fuck/Fuck
Breathe
Breathe
Breathe
Breathe
*Hssssss*
Now/talk/you/bastard
First question…
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