[A few grunts of pain can be heard before the speaker swears under his breath. By the way he's distanced from the communicator, it's clear he's focused on something else right now.]
...Damn it.
[He pauses, then shifting his attention to the recording.]
...Carly.
If you're here, answer.
Now.[And he doesn't acknowledge the fact that the possibility exists that he is alone here, though his hesitation seems to suggest he's aware of it. The recording continues for a few more moments with muttered curses punctuating it until it times out.]
((OOC: Jack kinda broke his arm again, lol. It wasn't completely healed, so it broke again when he arrived here, oops. :D;;;;))Tags: arrival, carly, ow pain dammit