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Jan 23, 2009 05:31

[Private]

It won't stop. No matter how long I -

...

When the tiger kills, the jackal profits.

[ A quiet sound that seems to be a cross between a laugh and a sob before it's drowned by static. ]

[/Private]

[Opera House]

[ His voice is quiet in the audio post, and he's standing just outside the opera in his worn, wrinkled suit with Rosette's scarf around his neck. ]

Can I...

[ A light cough, and a hesitant pause. ]

No. ...Nevermind.

[ Connection terminated. ]

[/Opera House]

[ OOC; Someone's had enough of sleeping on a warehouse's cement floor in the dead of winter! And he hasn't had a hot bath in a month. Joshua the creeper hobo is now lurking around ur opera house~ ]
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