{VOIIICE 002}

[arrogantshark.livejournal.com]

Getting bored now. Whatever the fuck's out there, just let me get out there and have a go, oii.

Che, guess I need to find out whether I'm a Meister or a Weapon first...VVVOII, too annoying!!

The hell is wrong with this place?! Can't anybody fight on their own here?!

001; AUDIO POST

[indovinare.livejournal.com]

[ Questions can come later. Although Abel is by no means satisfied with the hurried briefing of his arrival and new job in Death City, there are far more important matters to be taken into account. The man with the red hair ... Death Scythe? ... is already handling the situation marvelously, and he can only hope that plenty more will follow his example and instruction. There's so much that he wants to do to help, but ...

For the time being, he's not going to let his emotions get the better of him. ]

I ... ah--

[ He chuckles weakly, and when he speaks again his voice is both a little firmer and a little stronger. ]

I just wished to express my most sincere thanks, not only to Mister Scythe, but to all of those working to keep us safe from harm. This shelter is actually quite cozy! Eheh~ It's almost like being on a school field trip ... I wonder if they've packed box lunches for us ... ♥

Oh!

So sorry, I suppose that I should have done this sooner, but in any case.

[ He clears his throat. ]

My name is Father Abel Nightroad, and if there's anything at all that I can do to help, please don't hesitate let me know. Nothing scary, though! I can't seem to find my pistol ...

Tres ... my hour of need ... !