☀ VOICE

[errandry]

[ SLAM.

the groan of a drawer pulling open. tap tap. tap. tap tap tap. tap. tap.

and SLAM again—before the drawer creaks open one last time. ]

Che, figured. [ ... ] Uh. Sorry ... about that.

[ a slightly overlong silence before the feed switches off. ]



PRIVATE ][ attn: long-haired jerk vigilante #4503

... hey. You there?

[ pause, some shuffling. ]

I wanted to ask you about something.

Comments

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[vesperian]

[THIS KID IS SO UNAWARE OF HIS OWN ISSUES.]

Well, I could tell you- or we could move forward with what this is all about.

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[errandry]

[ SHUT UP YURI LOWELL. ]

... well, you said it already, right? Not like he doesn't deserve it, either.

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[vesperian]

[...and Yuri laughs softly.]

Well, that was easy.

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[errandry]

[ ... grumble. tired grumble. ]

Yeah, you can say that.

private;

[vesperian]

Should I hold your hand while you rip him a new one?

private;

[errandry]

Nah, yelling at him wouldn't do anything. He's a bastard.

private;

[vesperian]

You know how to throw a good punch?

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[errandry]

Oi, who do you think you're talking to?

I know what I wanna do anyway.

private;

[vesperian]

Glad to hear it. Good luck, Kazu.

private;

[errandry]

... thanks.

And, uh. Sorry about all that.

private;

[vesperian]

Hey, no problem. Go get 'em.