✖ voice :: o2

[abjured]

Need to talk to a...

[long, awkward pause]

...bear. Shut. Up.

If you have, or know one, point, or shove him over. If the thing has fleas, we'll spare them for Walker's lunch.

Or you can refer the... bear... to - tchhhhhhhhh, whatever. Just. Whatever. Can't believe this.

Bear or whatever passes as military here will do. Who puts wildlife in

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[subsisted]

You're out of luck; I haven't seen any bears.

[abjured]

He's hiding.

[subsisted]

I would have found its trail.

[abjured]

It's a contest, now? Pity, putting old people to shame. Fine. Let's.

[innovader]

[Ribbons doesn't laugh often, if at all, but you will hear an amused chuckle]

A bear? Really?

[abjured]

Really. Nothing wrong with it.

[innocentofheart]

[Is that a giggle you hear? Probably.

It's gone. Totally serious face now.]

What do you need a bear for, Kanda?

[abjured]

[et tu, Lenalee?]

That's the... thing to talk to for reports, apparently. I'll try anything.

[innocentofheart]

[Yep~]

What....reports? [you've peaked her interest now.]

[abjured]

People disappear from here. No corpses to speak of.

There's a way out.

[prophet4thelulz]

Bear?

Does it sleep on a walnut by any chance? [He's being completely serious, actually.]

[abjured]

Wouldn't know its habits.

[glasscaseflower]

There will be no harming of bears.

[abjured]

Sure.

[glasscaseflower]

Why do you need to contact the bear anyway?

[abjured]

What's it to you?