Jan 12, 2010 22:56
[Ilya sounds like she's in a daze this whole post]
...he's gone. Harlequin was right.
First Ryoji and now...
[a long pause, then a sigh]
I don't care anymore. I give up.
[Filter: Harlequin]
I... found your arm.
Are you all right? I... heard everything that happened...
[Private but VERY easy to hack]
Some birthday this was.
ichi-nii-san~,
oh fu- long night,
this sucks,
it's mah birthday,
feeling like shit,
bawwww bawwww
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...Yeah. That sounds like a good idea.
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[ooc: heeeeere we go, sorry for the wait!]
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Um, a-anyway, I . . . guess I should go pick up my arm, yeah? Heh, boy, that's awkward to say, even for a Living Marionette.
((OOC: If you'd like, we can assume it happens or we can play a brief log - either's cool with me. Ilya will have to reattach his arm for him, though. =3;;; The halves of the joint just snap back together, and any crack will heal like a flesh wound would.))
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