[Voice]

[vandalization]

[A heavily modulated male voice crackles over the network. Each word is broken up by heavy breathing.]

Can you hear me? Is this working?

This is RIG number 438642. My name is-

This is Vandal.

Please. Someone who isn't a freak in a cloak, please respond.

I need to get back to the sprawl. I need- Oh fucking shit I can see the bone. God damn it stop bleeding.

Please help. I need to get back to Titan Station. I'm. Hurt. Badly. Bleeding.

Please.

[Click.]

Comments

[Voice]

[dontasktrix]

Bone is usually something on the inside, right?

[Voice]

[vandalization]

Unhg... Yes. Duh.

[Voice] She's sooo helpful.

[dontasktrix]

You could have a shell or external struts for all I know!

You probably need professional help.

[Voice] LOL

[vandalization]

Nnh. With the shit I've seen so far, that's fair.

You another one of those robot-people?

[A pause as she coughs up something wet.]

Nnnh. Yeah. I've got someone on their way.

[Voice]

[dontasktrix]

You could say that. Are you from Earth?

[She's pretty sure blood loss is also a bad thing. It's probably like losing fuel. After a while, parts seize up.]

Some of the ground vehicles are relatively fast. Have you been able to minimize bleed-out, yet?

[Voice]

[vandalization]

I must be delusional. Nope. Never been planet-side. I've always been a spacer.

[A brief pause.]


Sort of. I guess. Ground vehicles?

[Voice]

[dontasktrix]

Blood loss might do that. So, there is Earth, and humans live in space. Which century is it?

Oh, it could be a flyer, but I think the medics are grounders. [At least the ones she knows of.]

[Voice]

[vandalization]

Yeah, but I've never been there. Born on a colony ship to Borealis. It's 2510.

Wait some of you guys fly?