voice; @hicks

[preseance]

( when he speaks his voice is soft an' easy, mild-mannered as all get-out, with an alabama accent that kicks like a mule to the head besides. he has the air of someone well-used to wieldin' some manner of authority, albeit in another fashion in a faraway place from this. )

For those of you I ain't met, name's Eugene Hicks, an' I'm one of the medics here in Beacon. If'n anybody finds themselves in want of food or company, Sundays me an' a few others are layin' out a spread at the Church. Anybody's welcome, all I ask is no fightin' under the Lord's roof. If'n you felt like bringin' a dish of your own to share, it'd be appreciated. ( he pauses, an' in a lighter tone obviously aimed to jest, ) First person to complain about my Ma's fried tomatoes or the lack of ice cream with the pie will be shown the door, no exceptions.

( it ain't a video post, but he ducks his head all the same. there's a slight jangle of his dog-tags. )

And, ah. Given that the El-Tee ( 'LT', short for lieutenant ) found a village across the river, Rastus seemed to think I ought to maybe work at buildin' a bridge so's we can all access whatever resources might be on the other side without any measure of difficulty. I can do carpentry all right, but if anyone can lend a hand it'd be appreciated. Apparently there's a creature in the river fixin' to drag folks under, so please mind yourselves if'n you're of a mind to get close.

That's all. Look after yourselves an' have a pleasant evenin'.

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[preseance]

( he is still vaguely pissed at you, rosi, so this reply is a bit clipped. )

Any time you can spare would be appreciated, Commander.

[callada]

Sure. What's this about a river creature, now?

[preseance]

I ain't seen it myself, so I can't rightly say — but it seems like there's somethin' in the water that's been tryin' to pull folk under. Ain't succeeded yet, but seems there's a fair few folk it's happened to so far.

[callada]

When Cao Pi and I were out a couple weeks ago, he told me he heard singing one night that sounded like it was coming from the river, but he couldn't actually verify that and I never heard it. I wasn't sure what to make of it. Sounds like we did the right thing not trying too hard to investigate it.

Of course, he was also the one who touched the water when we were poking around that old bridge upriver. He saw some kind of vision of the water rising like a tidal wave. The singing was that same night. Maybe it likes him. Maybe it just hates me specifically.

[preseance]

( the two of those things together has him thinkin' of the morgens. which is an entirely new manner of consideration. he'd been thinkin' somethin' like a spirit squid, but now he can't help the dawnin' realization it could well be a creature of myth.

lordy. )

You lot have sirens in your world? Mermaids?

[callada]

Mermaids, yeah, but they're just people like us, really, except for the fish tails. Sirens is more what I was thinking about but I figured those were just stories.

[Wouldn't be the first time 'just stories' has been something real here, though.]

[preseance]

( he's. warmin' back up to the commander, though it's tough goin'. gene can't ever stay mad at folks long, despite himself. so perhaps his tone's lost its frost over the course'a this conversation, just a touch. )

Well, every story's gotta start somewhere.

( he sighs a little, it's a soft sound on the mic. then, )

Guess the best we can do is keep an eye out for now.