17TH FLIGHT ➥ AUDIO.

[crowing]

( silence. the first couple of seconds from consists of nothing but quiet static of background noise and what sounds very suspiciously like someone breathing. and then it sounds like someone really freaking stupid doing breathing exercises. )

Hoooooowuh. HAAAAA—!

F-fucking hell! I'm alive!

( a pause. )

I'm alive. . . I'm alive. What the fuck! Whatthefuckwhatthefuckwhatthefuck.

( there's a quiet grumble of "I said no goddamn trades." )

Which one of you freakin' idiots made the trade?! ( oh yeah, there's a sharp jerk from shock to anger. ) WHICH ONE OF YOU?!

[[ ooc: running off to work, replies after my shift! ]]

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Private

[worldofourown]

Enough to make what must've been a painful sacrifice.

Private 1/2

[crowing]

. . .

Private

[crowing]

I'm gonna stop you here.

Don't.

Private

[worldofourown]

If you insist.

But it's probably true.

Private

[crowing]

I said shut up! I don't want to hear it!

Private

[worldofourown]

You're lucky, Ikki.

[A beat.]

Unless someone did this for a sinister ulterior motive.

Private

[crowing]

Jesus—!

Look, I already know he didn't do it for some stupid reason like that.

Private

[worldofourown]

So you know who made the trade?

Private

[crowing]

Yes.

Private

[worldofourown]

Try not to hurt them too much~

Private

[crowing]

I'll scatter his limbs over the city.

Private

[worldofourown]

I have dibs on the torso.