Audio records on Ry's phone

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  1. Exon

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    There's a faint click as the mic comes on, before a voice begins to sound out - marking the beginning of the recording. There's a good bit of echo, indicating some distance from the mic, and some cloth and metal shifting around as she speaks.

    "Right... I... don't know who I'm doing this for... maybe Mary, maybe Kil, maybe just... myself. It feels... weird, having to talk to myself... into something. Usually, I'll talk to myself about things just to... clear my thoughts, help organize everything up there, though I... suppose not up anymore. Fuck. Where was I...?"

    "Uh - right, reasons for doing this. Anyone who comes across this... hi. My name is Ry Fael - probably was, if you're listening to this? I'm recording this while I pack, to go with Kil - we're setting out soon, and I don't think I'm going to be safe if I don't go with her and the other Rangers. I'm... hoping beyond hope Mary gets on board with the whole thing and we can all just fuck off into the wild and only poke our heads in when there's a war. This whole... war-with-the-Vampyr-empire thing is fucking me up almost as much as the Shifter thing did. Almost."

    The cloth sounds get louder during the following as she packs things into a bag.

    "I... suppose I'll list off what I'm bringing. Uh - coilgun, that I bought from Luo. Rev, my puppy - I can... probably carry her with, right? I... god, I hope so. Um. Right. Ammunition and charger for the coilgun. Food and bowls, and the collar and leash for Rev. That... fortune-teller thing Mary gave me. Some tools, my phone... oh, the blanket that came with the room... what else...? Oh - the handgun. This... this gun's got some stories..."

    There's a faint creak audible, sounds like a bed, and hereafter her voice is... much closer and clearer to the mic.

    "...This gun was with me when I was... attacked, when my left arm was taken off. The... attacker, the guy who turned me, he left it at my door - but... I suppose this isn't anything people don't already know... hm. I... I wanna keep it with me. Just... because it's served me well for so long, and because it's... mine, I dunno. Whatever."

    A similar creak sounds off as before, and her voice quiets again from distance as she once again begins to pack. There's a loud yap, sounds like a dog, after a few seconds.

    "What? Uh... mm. I think Rev wants something - uh. Sounding off, for a bit...!"

    And another faint click as the recording ends, for now.
     
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    There's a faint click and some shuffling of the mic as she starts her second audio recording. Audible for a moment is a faint jingling - sounds like a few pieces of small, loose-hanging metal. Curious.

    "Um. Hi. I'm... doing this again... I suppose. Not as much to say this time around... not... setting the stage or whatever. Not this time."

    "I got word from Mary today. She's on board... sort of. She's afraid... thinks maybe we're betraying Renaize by doing this... I tried to convince her things would be alright, that we were making the right decision, but... mmh. I'm starting to doubt it myself. Um. No time for that, though... Kil got back to me, told me exactly how little time we have..."

    The sound of a magazine being inserted into a gun can be heard, along with a sigh from Ry.

    "Ten days. Ten days to get out to wherever it is we're going, get settled and prepared, and return ready to fight - I'm expecting we'll leave, like... tomorrow, or... just... very, very soon. I'm... hoping that's enough time. Kil mentioned we've got equipment on the way - she isn't quite sure how long it'll take to arrive, whether it'll arrive in time, but... hopefully it'll get here quickly enough to use. I cleared bringing Rev along with her, as well..."

    There's that jingling again, louder this time, for a moment.

    "...Which is good, because it means I don't have to find someone to take care of her. She'll be behaved, I think... at worst, she shits in my backpack on the way, which... eh. She's worth it. Uh - right... I suppose that's all I wanted to say, this time around... suppose I'll pick this up sooner or later."

    There's some more shuffling - and then a click as the file ends.
     
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    A click as always to signify the very start of the file - this time around, her voice is relatively distant, but still audible, and it sort of... moves, relative to the microphone.

    "Nine days left. Nine days, and Kil's in prison. Fucking-- fucking prison! She's gone off and gotten herself jailed for something, right when we're on the verge of leaving. Fucking-- of course! Of course she did."

    There's a loud, infuriated growl and what sounds like a fist striking... something hard. Probably the wall.

    "Fuck! I-- I can't--... ugh. Fuck. Calm. Calm... down. This... this isn't too big of a setback. This can be dealt with. They were talking about going and picking her up. She's stuck there for the night - only for the night. I hope. We need to move, as soon as we can, and... this pushes back when that is. But that... doesn't mean we won't have time. This doesn't... this doesn't mean we can't do this still. We can handle this. Look on the bright side - Hog's dead! Hog's dead. He's gone, he doesn't exist anymore. One less threat..."

    There's a squeak of bed-springs, and her voice is closer to the mic now - clearer... but... frantic, in a way.

    "...Fuck. I-- this is the last chance I have. I swear - if they put me to trial here, they'll either execute me on the spot or come after me after the trial, just... on their own... if I can't get out with Kil, then I'll have to make a break for the teleporter... but... nowhere to go... it's either go with Kil or risk going somewhere dangerous... fuck..."

    And... another click. Seems she decided to end this one... somewhat abruptly.
     
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    This file has just under two weeks' difference in its timestamp - seems she took a break for one reason or another. A click sounds off to indicate the beginning of the file.

    "...Right... hi. Been a while."

    Her voice is soft - just above a whisper, for whatever reason. Curious.

    "A lot's happened. A lot. I'll go over it while I've got time. Uh... right. First... we actually went. Out to this... frozen lake. It was... uncomfortable. I wasn't actually all that cold... just... uncomfortable. Laying on the ground with nothing but a tent in between me and it is... ech. I, uh... on like... the second day there, Kil asked me to... grow some furs. I... tried my best, I suppose. Had to get rid of my left arm for a bit, and... I don't... really know how to make it not hurt when I cut things off. Not... not fun. Regrowing it was... also not fun. I'm... tempted to make some changes while I can... actually have food. I still have to fit in my armor, but... I can make some changes. Kil suggested maybe I should grow a layer of fur on my own, but... I don't know about that. I can come up with some ideas, though. I had to, uh... undo my horns as well, and my tail. I miss them."

    There's the sound of... possibly someone shifting around on a bed. Clearly, she's not at that frozen lake anymore.

    "We went in to... help the wounded, I guess, after a battle at the city. We didn't even land, we just... followed the La'Megoth ship. Mary let too much slip to Fangs and... they turned on us really quickly after that. Almost got gunned down. We, uh... we went and packed up right away after that. Nobody was killed, and I think Kil's still working on sending Fangs home in exchange for something. After we left, we went to... some ship, called the Amnesty. That's where we are right now. There's some... AI, in the ship, which is taking care of us. I don't... mm. There's something off here. This whole thing feels too good to be true. Either it won't last or it'll turn on us."

    A faint beep is audible in the background after that - it sounded almost... sad. Ry gives a short pause, and some shifting is audible as she looks around for the source. Finding nothing, she resumes.

    "...Ahem. Anyway. I've kept to myself, for the most part, since we got here... haven't been messaged by Kil or anything, so I suppose we're good. Whatever. That's it for this one, I think..."

    And a final click signifies the end of the file.
     
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    Another two weeks between files. Seems she's begun an accidental trend. A click goes off as she starts the mic.

    "...Wow."

    "Just... holy shit, this has been an... odd couple of days. Xander and I. We... uh. Hooked up, I guess. Twice. But... mm. There's... more to it than that, more reason I got to where I am."

    "Started... mm. Whenever it was I attacked Paulie. Kil... dragged me along on an operation, didn't tell me anything... we got there, and... I had to attack Paulie, on Kil's orders. I... only half-remember what happened after that... it was... chaos. I remember carrying Kil out... lot of bodies... someone... saved us. Killed some people to do it, too..."

    "...Mmh. I... don't like thinking about that. Mary... took the fall, for me... shouldn't have. She really... really shouldn't have. She took the fall, when nobody knew it was me, and... she claimed she did something worse than I did. Claimed they were there to kill people, and that she was involved in the planning... and... she turned around and came clean to Paulie, later on. Dumb. Dumb! That was... mm. Not her finest hour. She should have just listened, laid low with me, but no. Apparently, she's--... too good for my advice, or some shit."

    "I'm... done with the Rangers, now. Not... doing that, anymore. I can't. I can't attack my friends, just for Kil and her cause. She came and asked for my equipment back, a bit ago - I'm giving it to her, just to get her to fuck off. With any luck, she won't make trouble..."

    "...Whatever. Uh - I had Mother set up an apartment for me, down in the Amnesty's basement levels. It's... comfortable. Isolated. I like it down here... it's safe. I can just order in whenever I need it, and... Mother's always watching, unless I tell her not to. Which... that's nice, really. I like it that way."

    "...Um. Only a little bit after I moved down here... Xander and I started talking, messaging each other. Conversation went an... honestly kind of embarrassing direction, but... kind of exciting, too. One thing led to another, and... mm. Feels... different, being around him, from what it did, now. I dunno. It's... weird, and I don't really know how to feel about it... but... good, at the same time. He's... really stuck with me, through all this... all this shit. No turning me into a terrorist, no covering for me badly... just... being there for me. I... don't know what I'm saying right now."

    "...Whatever. I'm... gonna shut this off, now, before Mother starts to wonder what I'm up to with the cameras off. It's... not really normal for me to keep the cameras off."

    Click. Odd file, for her. Less chaos, blood, resistance, if only slightly - more struggling with romance. Just how her life's been, it seems. Not like she has an audience to cater to anyway.
     
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