[silence, well almost silence since one who is paying attention can hear the sound of rainfall in the background. Which is broken by a cranky little Tsukaimon speaking up.]

It's still raining?!

... HN.

Work's run dry and the old man won't go and actually contact folks so here we go, ya stupids of the digital world.

For Hire; One killer and his awesome digimon. Make your best offer kiddies.

[attached, a copy of Lance recent post]

I REQUIRE THE PAYMENT IMMEDIATELY.

Old man's antsy.

HN.

We've always got work we could do if you want~. Heck, I'm feeling antsy too and we miss all the Yggdrasildamned fun in this city! So, come on, let's go.

We can get back before your wife gets home too, old man.

[it's sort of... goes on like that before the audio cuts out]

DATS... WHERE IS AEOLUS?

... ALL IT DOES IS CRY AND ATTACH ITSELF TO ME LIKE A LEECH.

IT IS FRUSTRATING AND ANNOYING. MAKE IT STOP DOING THAT.

...

HN, A CHILD.

HN.

Uh, so like...

I think Creepy fell asleep and my usual methods for waking him aren't working.

SO LIKE, PRISSY PANTS GET UP HERE AND WAKE HIM UP, NOW!

PATHETIC.