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[alittleraven]

[ (slightly back-dated to a few days) So the necessity of food tends to drive people out of their 'homes'.  Which isn't the most logical thing to do during fog~!   There's some muttering going on as the sound of shuffling prevails.  Someone has, yet again, left their damned communicator on!  Or it just clicked on accidentally from poking it.

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[allmoveone]

Problems?

[alittleraven]

[ Oh you. Have some hurried muttering, and more gunshots -- he's going to run out fast at this rate :|b ]

Something like that.

[allmoveone]

(Don't go dying or anything now. That would be annoyingly inconvenient 8|)

I hope you found some more bullets then.

[alittleraven]

[ Quite so! ]

Break...I kind of can't really talk right no -- Damnit [THESE THINGS ARE ANNOYING PERSISTENT]

[pilot_princess]

Raven?!

[alittleraven]

[ Just a minute ♥ Okay answering ]

Yeah? [ slightly out of breath. Damn... mutant things ]

[pilot_princess]

...are you fighting?

[alittleraven]

[ delay before ... ]

Yes.

[acreepybrat]

[Locked in the apartment, obviousfishly, and lulz figuring out how to use the communicator because he's bored.]

Gil~ I'm so bored. When you get back, I'm going to-- [GUNSHOTS.]

...Gil? Gil, are you okay?!

[alittleraven]

[ Way to call your servant when he's KICKING ASS for once, Oz :| ]

Oz-- I really can't talk -- [ BANG ] right now.

[acreepybrat]

[Too bad. 8| THAT IS WHAT MASTERS DO.]

You're not hurt, are you? ...don't get hurt, so I'll...[Creative threats are harder in Discedo.] Just be careful!

[alittleraven]

[ orz, so late MORE SHOOTING, okay deep breath, he thinks it's dead and -- ]

I'll be -- [ ruffling of something, probably putting the gun back for now ] fine, Oz.