The ocean breeze crackled—not the usual salty gusts, but something else, something wrong, a shimmer of static curling through the air. The scent of ozone bloomed between them, and then—
"Oh, my dearest drunken poets!" Vox’s voice fizzled into existence, delighted and crisp as a freshly tuned radio. "You shouldn’t have! No, truly! What wonderful gifts! Let’s see now—"
A brief hum of unseen movement, of something hovering just beyond perception.
"Tal," Vox crooned, "what a fascinating mind you have! So inquisitive, so concerned for my bodily functions! I adore curiosity. And while I could answer your question, I do think the mystery is far more enticing, don’t you?" A pleased chuckle echoed in the spaces between them. "Truly, I feel so seen," Vox remarked, invisibly.
The static shifted, rolling over Sah like an unseen wave. "And Sah, my ever-thoughtful observer… What was the target? Oh, my dear, such a good question. I do hope you enjoy the answer when it arrives."
The air buzzed, full of a laughter that didn't quite fit in their ears, a frequency that dug into the bones. And then—
Silence.
Except for the faintest hint of a whisper, curling under their skin like a lingering radio signal just out of reach.
"Oh, my dearest drunken poets!" Vox’s voice fizzled into existence, delighted and crisp as a freshly tuned radio. "You shouldn’t have! No, truly! What wonderful gifts! Let’s see now—"
A brief hum of unseen movement, of something hovering just beyond perception.
"Tal," Vox crooned, "what a fascinating mind you have! So inquisitive, so concerned for my bodily functions! I adore curiosity. And while I could answer your question, I do think the mystery is far more enticing, don’t you?" A pleased chuckle echoed in the spaces between them. "Truly, I feel so seen," Vox remarked, invisibly.
The static shifted, rolling over Sah like an unseen wave. "And Sah, my ever-thoughtful observer… What was the target? Oh, my dear, such a good question. I do hope you enjoy the answer when it arrives."
The air buzzed, full of a laughter that didn't quite fit in their ears, a frequency that dug into the bones. And then—
Silence.
Except for the faintest hint of a whisper, curling under their skin like a lingering radio signal just out of reach.
