001 | Charlie Luciano | Voice

[dowhatisays]

[Hello Cape Kore, were you feeling a lack of New Yorkers you needed to fill? Another very strong accent comes over the device, deeper this time and much angrier.

Do to the automated response from his wrist... whatever, Charlie has come to the conclusion that it's some kind of direct line to his kidnappers. So please do excuse him for making rather a colourful first impression.]

I don't know who you thinks you are, you sick fucks, but whatever they're paying you ain't gonna be worth jack shit when I gets my hands on you, you hear?

And what kind of idiot you gotta be to dump someone and not fucking search 'em first?

Hey! [Charlie's voice becomes a little more indistinct as he moves his wrist to flag down a passing stranger.]

What to I gotta do to get a fucking car around here?

001 | Balthazar | Video

[tryingitall]

[Balthazar felt watched the instant he awoke, in an alley between houses, but he was too perturbed by the realization that he had been unconscious to question the feeling. Until he left Heaven, he had always been watched, after all. They all had, in some fashion.

Now, he's gotten some sense of bearings, privately, and toyed with the communicator enough to have heard the greeting message several times over. It took longer to get it to record and transmit a message, and he looks agitated when he appears in the feed.] Is it...hello? Is this recording? Damn it!

[A deep breath, even though he doesn't technically need to breathe.] Right. Can anyone out there explain in greater detail what's going on here, other than 'welcome home'?

I'm a bit annoyed. It's a pretty enough place to vacation, but I don't think I want to move in.