[The video clicks on, showing an empty, damaged apartment. The place is completely devoid of furniture, save for the chair Bass is occupying, although a few cardboard boxes are stacked here and there. Behind him is a large, cracked and shattered window; part of the wall around it is also broken.
Bass himself is sitting slouched down in the chair, wearing full armor. The fins on his helmet made him tilt his head forward slightly to keep them free of the chair, which gave his eyes a shadowed, haunting look. He was glaring at the camera in a way that would make any normal person's insides shrivel up and die.]
It's over.
[The chair creaks as he stands up and he moves beside it, kicking it over. The force of the kick sends it flying off-screen, and it hits the wall with a loud WHUMP. Bass shuts his eyes and walks towards the camera, disappearing off somewhere behind it. His voice can still be heard.]
I'm moving again. I don't want to be bugged this time, so NO ONE come and find me. [Extra malevolence creeps into his tone.] This means you Kaito. You're banned from my journal, and banned from my life.
[The camera is focused on the broken window for what seems like the longest time before, somewhere behind it, there is a click. This is followed by a mechanical charging sound, and a sudden explosive burst; the picture jumps before becoming complete static. The video feed becomes black moments later.]
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Their last meeting didn't go well. Anyone but Kaito can comment on this journal and Bass will reply, in text, but don't expect any straight answers if you ask about where he's going or about what happened. Forward dated because I'll be busy tomorrow. XD ))