text; 009- dec 13/09 - early morning

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[ He really shouldn't be posting this when he's barely awake and lucid as is. Missions? Cold weather? Too much excitement paired with all of the above? Not the best idea.

But here he is anyway.

He'd probably regret it within a day. ]

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((ooc: translation

Did I ever mention how much I hate missions? No?
Well there you go.
Something new learned every day.

Since AA was gracious enough to grace you fuckers with classic art.
Thought I'd chip in.
Share some shit while the mood's on.
For all the new schlubs to familiarize themselves with.
The city's top resident:
Nosesuke. ))

02. [video]

[speaksdaggers.livejournal.com]

[There are a couple of things different about this video compared to Nezumi's first one. Mostly the multiple small piles of books that have apparently snuck into Nezumi's room over the past few days. And when we say multiple, we do mean multiple. Apparently he found time to raid the library more than once, and is now amassing quite the collection piled up around his bed.

The biggest difference is that Nezumi is actually appearing on the screen. Willingly at that. He's sat a little awkwardly on the sofa - yet another book propped next to him - and pointedly not looking at the communicator. He doesn't seem to be overly angry, or annoyed or... anything really. Aside from a slight tenseness to his posture, his face is perfectly controlled and almost blank. He doesn't seem to be paying attention to anything until something pops out of the collar of his jacket and snuffles at his ear, causing him to start slightly and snap his head round to stare the small black mouse now perched on his shoulder.

He carefully pushes it off, and it scrambles down his arm and leaps onto the cover of the book, settling there instead, leaving Nezumi to stare at the communicator.]

... When there's nothing in a person's room, where does the person go? That... thing sends them home? [The tone of his voice clearly shows how much he believes the whole BREW theory. He stares down at the floor, a slight frown appearing on his face.] Even... the hell did he call it... ... Hamlet? He's missing too. You'd go as far as to get rid of a mouse?

[The little black mouse to his side circles the book a couple of times and curls into a ball on the hardback cover. Nezumi stares at it, before looking back at the screen. There is a slight smile on his face. It's not a happy one. He leans forward, and clicks the communicator off without any indication of a goodbye.]

voice // december 13th, 2009, morning [002]

[pubertypills.livejournal.com]

[okay so Tsuna has been through a lot of crazy shit. Time jumping, world jumping, dealing with magical babies on a regular basis, rings that can marry each other---but this really takes the cake. He's using the voice function instead of the video but you don't need to see his face to hear that he is kind of really freaked out about this]

Um. The sun--d-does it normally do that? With the mistletoe mustache and monocle thing?

[SUNS AREN'T SUPPOSE TO DO THAT, WHY IS IT DOING THAT]


[filtered to: Gokudera, Yamamoto and Enma]


Are you guys going to the Christmas festival?



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[filtered to: Date Masamune]

B-Before, I was working in the City Watch with Gokudera-kun under you, right? I-I was wondering--um, when I remember how to resonate properly and everything again, would it be okay if I joined again? Under you? I-I don't think it'll be any time soon but--eventually, I think

[rambling forever, someone shut him up]

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=track 08= | video | december 13th, a little after noon

[homophones]

S.O.S.

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