[the recording begins with static - static that, when it reaches your ears, is vaguely painful and fills you with dread. then the static fades to a low hum, vaguely there in the background, but quiet enough that you can hear the vague rustling of papers and what's being said over it.
the voice that rings out is deep and rumbling, but also light and airy; it is everything you can think of and nothing you can put your finger on, all at once.]
Which means you can’t breach it either. A binding contract exists between employer and employee, and, as long as "Aquarius" is in uniform doing their job, the terms can't be changed unexpectedly. [there’s a moment of silence, and a frustrated sigh.] Whatever. Dealt with an overgrown worm already. What's one more?
[there's the rustle of papers again, the sound of a pen on paper - and then that voice that is everything and nothing at once chuckles lowly. it's cruel and amused, but the sound of it is soon drowned out by the sudden return of the dread-inducing static, before the recording goes quiet.]
RECORDING.
the voice that rings out is deep and rumbling, but also light and airy; it is everything you can think of and nothing you can put your finger on, all at once.]
W̴e̵l̷l̵,̷ ̶“̶D̸i̵r̵e̶c̸t̷o̶r̸”̸?̸ ̴D̶o̵ ̶y̸o̷u̴ ̷h̶a̴v̴e̸ ̵a̴n̶y̸t̶h̵i̷n̴g̷ ̴t̴o̷ ̶s̶a̴y̵ ̴f̴o̷r̶ ̴y̷o̸u̷r̸s̴e̶l̷f̷?̵
[the voice that answers is masculine, skewing toward a younger adult. it may be recognizable to dimitri.]
Oh, I’ve got plenty to say. Who’s to say what you’ve got written here is true? Man, I could walk out right now if I wanted to.
I̴m̷p̴o̷s̷s̶i̵b̵l̴e̸,̷ ̵t̶h̴o̶u̷g̴h̸ ̴b̴o̶l̸d̶ ̶o̵f̸ ̷y̸o̵u̴ ̶t̴o̴ ̶a̶s̴s̴u̷m̷e̵.̴ ̷Y̴o̷u̸ ̸c̶a̶n̴’̶t̵ ̴r̶u̵n̴ ̶a̷w̷a̶y̵ ̵t̶o̷ ̴a̴n̸o̸t̸h̸e̸r̴ ̵t̷i̷m̶e̸l̴i̵n̶e̷.̷ ̸W̸h̶i̸l̵e̶ ̴y̷o̸u̸ ̷m̷a̷y̵ ̸r̶e̶g̷a̴i̵n̴ ̵t̴h̴e̶ ̵p̵o̷w̷e̵r̴s̶ ̸y̷o̵u̸ ̶o̶n̷c̵e̴ ̷p̸o̶s̴s̶e̸s̴s̶e̶d̶,̶ ̶y̶o̷u̷ ̵w̸i̸l̸l̸ ̵o̴n̶l̵y̵ ̴b̶e̴ ̴a̶b̶l̴e̷ ̵t̷o̶ ̷u̴s̵e̴ ̵t̷h̶e̴m̸ ̴w̶h̸i̵l̷e̷ ̷i̸n̷ ̴u̶n̴i̵f̵o̷r̸m̸.̴ ̷A̶c̴c̶e̵p̸t̸i̵n̸g̸ ̷t̶h̵e̷ ̴u̴n̴i̵f̶o̵r̷m̴ ̵i̷s̵ ̶a̸n̴ ̸a̴g̶r̴e̶e̷m̴e̷n̵t̴ ̷t̵o̴ ̵y̶o̷u̷r̷ ̷c̶o̸n̴t̴r̷a̷c̷t̷,̶ ̷a̷n̸d̵ ̴g̷o̷i̷n̴g̶ ̵d̶i̶r̴e̵c̴t̶l̵y̴ ̸a̶g̵a̷i̷n̶s̸t̷ ̷t̴h̵e̴s̸e̷ ̸t̷e̴r̵m̵s̸ ̶w̵i̴l̷l̷ ̵b̷e̶ ̷c̵o̶n̷s̵i̶d̷e̴r̵e̴d̵ ̷a̴ ̵b̵r̵e̸a̷c̸h̴.̶ ̶ ̴I̷ ̷b̵e̶l̸i̸e̴v̴e̷ ̸t̶h̷e̵y̴ ̸a̵r̸e̵ ̸o̵u̸t̷l̴i̵n̸e̶d̶ ̵c̵l̴e̸a̸r̴l̸y̴.̸ ̸
Which means you can’t breach it either. A binding contract exists between employer and employee, and, as long as "Aquarius" is in uniform doing their job, the terms can't be changed unexpectedly. [there’s a moment of silence, and a frustrated sigh.] Whatever. Dealt with an overgrown worm already. What's one more?
R̵e̸m̴e̶m̴b̵e̸r̶,̷ ̸A̴q̷u̵a̵r̶i̷u̴s̸.̷ ̶Y̸o̵u̷r̶ ̵c̵o̸m̴p̶e̴n̵s̴a̴t̵i̵o̴n̴ ̷w̷i̴l̸l̸ ̸o̷n̵l̴y̶ ̷b̵e̸ ̶r̴e̷w̷a̵r̴d̷e̷d̶ ̶u̸p̵o̴n̴ ̵c̶o̴m̶p̶l̵e̸t̸i̷n̵g̶ ̸t̴h̸e̸ ̷t̵e̸r̸m̵s̴.̸ ̸Y̷o̸u̴r̴ ̸s̶i̴g̴n̶a̸t̸u̴r̷e̸,̴ ̴p̵l̸e̸a̴s̵e̶.̴ ̶
[there's the rustle of papers again, the sound of a pen on paper - and then that voice that is everything and nothing at once chuckles lowly. it's cruel and amused, but the sound of it is soon drowned out by the sudden return of the dread-inducing static, before the recording goes quiet.]