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42... i has a boo-boo

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[ A few moments of static and some muttered curses in English. There's the sound of something crunching as if someone is laying in broken glass and a low moan. ]

...Ow. That smarts.

Can... someone come pick us up? We're not moving from here.

[ OOC: Tohma hasn't been eating and when Ryuichi showed up with soup for Suguru, the smell caused Tohma to faint, which caused Ryuichi to try to catch him. The weight and height overbalanced Ryuichi so they both fell to the ground on top of the bowl of soup Ryuichi just brought them. So, not only is he cut with some of the bowl pieces, Ryuichi managed to land wrong on his arm and break it, and Tohma managed to sprain his wrist trying to not land so hard on top of Ryuichi. ]

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That's a bummer. It's a good thing he's more of a singer than an instrumentalist.

What about you? You manage to get out of this scratch-free?

...I don't think I'll be playing keyboards for a while.

Ouch. Tough luck.

You and your cousin can enjoy the pains of music withdrawal together. Not the best bonding experience but hey, it's something.

"Bonding."

I'm giving him one of my synths, so it won't be long before he can play. As soon as he can stand in front of it and not throw up on it... and Ryuichi probably won't mind singing with Fujisaki-kun playing the synth in my place.

Familial male bonding. It's a beautiful thing.

Just a bunch of sickly, wounded musicians huh? That's a party waiting to happen.

[...]

I suppose you could call it that. I'd be careful if I were you, though. Our bad luck may be contagious.

That's... so reassuring. Thanks for the warning bossman, I think I'll become a recluse now. Or at least never step foot in Marshall again. How long do you think I can stand staying in my apartment for?

...You found out where Tatsuha-san and the others live?

[ Will smash his wrist into the wall if Rage knows where he lives. ]

I think you could last a week or so, Reiji-san, before the need to find two boys loving each other overtakes you.

Edited 2010-03-25 00:40 (UTC)

The actual apartment number eludes me for the time being, so you're all safe. [For now.]

Hey, I can hold out on people forgetting to keep their private things private with these communicators. It happens often enough. And I found a girl that can draw, so it's not like I need the real deal.

[ L-Laugh! ]

Oh, I see.

Oho? You found a girl who can draw? Who is she and what does she draw?

I... shit, I never caught her name. I'll have to contact her soon.

But, she draws things.

You know, it's just a huge variety of stuff. A little of this, a little of that~.

You didn't get her name? Well, do you at least remember her frequency?

You certainly seem impressed by her skills. Must be quite talented.

If it were a book, I would have memorized the contents of it just by flipping through the pages once.

My flattery doesn't come cheap but... she's definitely no amateur. I wouldn't be requesting a commission and offering up some type of payment if she wasn't.

...Selling your bazooka again for more boys' love, Reiji-san?

[Crap, she didn't think she'd probably have to do that again!]

[Bazooka or boy's love. Bazooka or boy's love. Bazooka or boy's love. HER BRAIN IS GOING TO IMPLODE.]

I'll, uh... figure something out.

[ Holding in a laugh. ]

I wish you luck, then, Reiji-san.

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