Voice Test: Canon mates and spoilers version

[finefuckery]

[ There is suddenly a knife at your throat, and a broad, firm body at your back. Whatever's back there reeks of sweat and blood and booze. The knife presses against the skin of your neck. Not hard enough to draw blood, not yet. ]


Hullo there. No screaming, if you please.

Comments

[curriculum_fictae]

[ Martin clamps a hand over his nose and takes a step back. ]

W-why are you so violent!? What did we ever do to you?

[finefuckery]

[ you know how sometimes when you ask a drunk person a good question and they just get that look like "????????????" ]

[curriculum_fictae]

Well? Well?? Answer me!

[finefuckery]

Shouldn'ta snuck up on me.

[curriculum_fictae]

I’m sorry I’m such a quiet person! God —

[ He scrabbles for a towel to plug up his nose. ]

[finefuckery]

[ ... hmmm.


starts looking around his kitchen for alcohol ]

[curriculum_fictae]

[ There is a bottle of wine above the stove, which means it’s terrible cooking wine, but it is wine.

Martin, meanwhile, manages to soak this towel with blood for now. And moves to get ice out of the freezer. ]

Where the hell did you even come from?

[finefuckery]

[ yep, uncorking it and taking a swig he has CERTAINLY had worse ]

Ocean.

[curriculum_fictae]

[ Ughhhh frustrated noise!! ]

Can you be more specific!

[finefuckery]

Spanish Main. West Indies.


You know, man, the ocean.

[curriculum_fictae]

Well you’re in London now! A-and I’d very much like you to leave!

[finefuckery]

London?

[curriculum_fictae]

Yes, London. Where did you think you were!?