[Long moment of silence, as if Shinjiro was about to say something, then lost his nerve. His kitten can be heard mewing near-by but nothing else. He grumbles, sighs, then clicks the journal off]

((Guess what October date is here again!))

...

That's it, I can't take this bullshit anymore. I'm staying outside with the kid, knee or no knee.

YOU HEAR THAT MORRIS! YOU BETTER STOP THIS SHIT YOU UNDEAD MOTHERFUCKER, OR I'LL KICK YOUR SPOOK ASS!!

[ooc: Anyone who glances in the engine room might notice that Shinji tossed some of his clothes in there... the clothes he got from Morris post- ( Read more... )

SHIT!!!

[There's a crash as Shinjiro either throws something or has something thrown at his room door.]

What the hell is going on out there!?

[The voice is obviously Shinjiro's, though it's not his frenquncy. Let's just say he grabbed some poor smuck walking by his room]

Who. The hell. Stole my Journal?

AND MY RADIO.

Someone's going to bleed for this.

((ooc: Of course Gin waould be evil enough to steal the bedridden Shinjiro's only links to the outside world... and his SHOWS.))

[Slightly slurred, as if he's either drunk, high, or very very sleep deprived. Probably all the above]

Anyone who hasn't heard it yet: I'm off kitchen duties for the next three weeks. You have issues with food or supplies, take it to Hikari and leave me the fuck outta it.

[Locked -FROM- Hikari]

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Congrats. You've just been promoted to Head Cook for the next few weeks.

Good luck.

 [A slightly muffled sound of pleasure that might, at first, sound perverted. But after a few seconds it's obvious that's not the case.]

S-shit... this market has some good fruit stalls....

'ey, Histugaya, Matsumoto. You still in there? Damn sweet toothed bastards, ya...

[Mumbles of someone else talking to him, then uncomfortable silence]

...oh.

[Slightly slurred, as if he's been drinking]

...Captain's back... good.

[Filtered to Gin//Med. Hackability]

Heh, guess it doesn't matter now.

FUCK!

If someone doesn't fly out there and chase that bastard down I'll do it my damn self!! GodDAMNIT Rowe...

 ....fuck.