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[Martha looks annoyed, but otherwise taking the whole thing in stride.]

Right. So until we get out of here, looks like we have to make do. Before I start figuring out a clinic I was wondering if there were any other medical doctors around.

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[birkinslegacy.livejournal.com]

There's still food on the table in one of these houses. Not fresh, but still, traces that the people here might be in trouble or might have been evacuated. Are we completely sure that it's safe to stay here? What if this is a testing ground for something? That would explain all the cameras...

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[wandandsickle]

[A woman's voice, subtly lyrical, and with a faint Eastern-European accent (Russian, if your ear is very good), comes from offscreen.]

—and after everything we'd done for her, that I had done for her! The [Russian expletive]. And now everyone's gone and God what have we—

...Jones...what are you doing.

[A woman's voice, also with a light Eastern-European accent—Lithuanian, if you're getting specific; the communicator probably belongs to her, and is tilted away from her face so all you can see is the black fabric of her dress.]

Ah, I think I've figured out what it is supposed to do—see, it is sort of like Dr. Brown's portable telephone, except you can see people's faces, yes?  ...and also it is on your wrist, I suppose.

Well, what are you doing with it?  Are you doing something with it?  Is it on?

I thiiiiink...

[A finger taps the screen a couple times.]

Er, I think it might be broadcasting right now...

Broadcasting?  Who in God's name would it be broadcasting to?  Is mine on?  I've tried not to touch it...

That is a very good question... Oh, I think yours is off, Anna.  But, ah... hello?  Is anyone there?