capeandcowl | SEVENTEEN

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pietro maximoff | quicksilver

SEVENTEEN :: [Voice]

[There's some interference, the signal seems a little fuzzy. In the background Angelica can be heard talking to something. She's saying something along the lines of "It's okay baby, we'll be moving soon" to a response of animal noises. Pietro sighs heavily into the comm.]

Public Transportation, while somewhat effectual and surely a vast improvement to the living conditions of the lower class in the twentieth century, has dissolved into a cesspool of filth and impropriety rarely seen in the civilized world. Further the local governments seem unwilling to update train station facilities, or even clean them. It's deplorable, irresponsible and frankly, quite disgusting.

I don't know how most of you put up with it.

[There's a static-y noise and then an automated recording comes on "Ladies and Gentlemen, we are being held momentarily by the Trains' Dispatcher. We apologize for any inconvenience.".]

And then they trap you underground so you cannot even hope to escape the grime and disease that doubtlessly cakes every surface of the car. All of this for a cat.

[He sighs again and then cuts the feed.]