[19] Audio Broadcast

[catatonicanon]

There's a sound of bed sheets rustling, a soft shift of fabric that has been washed to thinness. It's noisy here, the sound of footsteps walking, people talking, strange machines beeping and distant sneakers squeaking by.

Something shifts the bed sheets and the sound of a tiny baby whining in protest is heard over the radios. The bed creaks, the baby whines.

"You know what, Vic? He looks like a Denzel."

The voice is female; tired, young and distracted.

Footsteps approach and this time the voice is a young male.

"I thought we agreed on Brian?"

In the distance, someone begins to scream. The sound is drowned out by the woman.

"But he looks more like a Denzel. Besides, I like Denzel. Don't you like Denzel?"

"Yeah, yeah, do what you want."

"Heh heh! Denzel it is then! Hi, Denzel! I'm your mommy!"

The bed sheets shift, machines beep, a woman screams and shoes squeak on by.

Comments

Daddypings!

[bloody-pens.livejournal.com]

[spandexisyouth]

Congratulations!

[He doesn't know who this is, but it's still important, right? Except the woman's voice might be that of someone he's met before, sometime, somewhere. Gai just can't place it yet.]

[grab-my-bells.livejournal.com]

Mm. What made him look more like a Denzel than a Brian?

[esoteric_rose.livejournal.com]

Congratulations to Denzel and you.

[She's got some envy pangs, but they're not important. A child is a cause for celebration.]

[npc-kun.livejournal.com]

[A man speaks. His voice is low and quiet, and his tone is amused... though if you listen closely to tones, it's clear that his amusement is entirely false. He sounds knowing.]

Hello, mother.