+ THORIN / COMMS STATION / JAN. 19
Sigrid's gaze narrows at the crackling noise emanating from the small black device wit the strange piece sticking off of it. "I do not like it," she whispers to Thorin. She holds it in her hand for another second before there's a beep and she jumps, tossing it as a muffled noise comes from it...a voice? "It is possessed," she hisses, taking a step back. They were given comms and radio for their silly little shift. And since she'd never seen the station, she wanted to see if there was anything worth taking. But the room was full of black boxes, large and small, all making beeping and buzzing noises, and crackling like a fire but there was no fire. Sigrid crouches to get closer to it's level, from a safe distance, of course, and glances at Thorin. "Are we supposed to expel the voice? Would not witches have been better for this?" @secrettyrant
















