...It's been a long day. I'm gonna. No. Nope. Not dealing with this right now. In the morning I'll show you the recording I have of the broadcast and we'll talk but I'm pretty sure one of us got our heads fucked with and, thank god, it wasn't me. [ He rolls away to lay flat on his back, staring up at the ceiling. A memory push went out and he's...fine? He's fine. Delta isn't.
That makes something spikey and rage ridden coil in his stomach. They've fucked with Delta. They'll pay for it later. ]
action; Day 138, late evening
That makes something spikey and rage ridden coil in his stomach. They've fucked with Delta. They'll pay for it later. ]