[ voice >> video ]

[sharpenned.livejournal.com]

[ There’s a bit of scrabbling, like someone has dropped the communicator and is trying to pick it up. And failing a little. ]

Oh. Ow. Hey ...

[ When the video turns on, a second later, the viewers can get a good view of a table. And then slowly the communicator is lifted up and turned around. A young boy, an elementary schooler!?, gives a sort of sheepish smile and a left handed wave. ]

Sorry, that was a lot of dead time. Uh, I'm new. . . I'm not sure there's really a proper greeting for this scenario . . .

I'm Kuronuma Aoba. It's nice to meet you?

Comments

[specialillusion.livejournal.com]

It's honestly not that great.

Just a lot of old buildings and dramatic people.

[sharpenned.livejournal.com]

I think everywhere has dramatic people.

[specialillusion.livejournal.com]

....

I guess you're right.

I was going to give you an example, but then I remembered the same exact thing happens in America.

[sharpenned.livejournal.com]

It definitely happens in Japan.

[specialillusion.livejournal.com]

I guess they really are everywhere.

Huh. Never would have thought.

[sharpenned.livejournal.com]

[ Really? Aoba just blinks, twice, and then gives a weak smile. ]

It seems weird to think that they're everywhere. . . I guess.

[specialillusion.livejournal.com]

[ Sorry, no return smile, but the feeling's there? ]

...
Well, I guess it's not so weird.
I mean, I do work with an overly dramatic, completely spoiled prince.

[sharpenned.livejournal.com]

Eh? A prince?

[specialillusion.livejournal.com]

...Sorry, fake prince.
He doesn't really rule over anywhere; he just thinks he does.

[ Whispering: ]

He's nuts.

[sharpenned.livejournal.com]

. . . shouldn't someone just tell him then . . .?

[specialillusion.livejournal.com]

I do. All of the time.

He stabs me. [ Shrug. ]

But he's some sort of good assassin or something, so that's why he's on the team.

[sharpenned.livejournal.com]

. . . you didn't say assassin did you . . .?

[specialillusion.livejournal.com]

...Yeah.

I'm an assassin too.

[ Shrug. ]

We only kill who we're told to, though.
Well, except Bel-sempai.
And the noisy commander.
And Luss-sempai, and the old lightning pervert, and boss...

....
Oh, wait, that's everyone but me.

[sharpenned.livejournal.com]

. . . .


It seems . . . like you're kind of dangerous people.

[specialillusion.livejournal.com]

Yeah.

...

Are you scared?

[sharpenned.livejournal.com]

I can't say that it isn't a little weird for me . . . but Death City seems to be full of unusual people.

[specialillusion.livejournal.com]

Why? No assassins where you're from?

...Yeah. [ Shrug. ]

But my master's pretty weird.

[ Nothing's phased him yet. Celty's smoke was just awesome. ]

[sharpenned.livejournal.com]

Just high school students . . . well, and I guess a few other things. But I haven't met any assassins before.

. . . your meister?

[specialillusion.livejournal.com]

Well, now you have.

No, my master.
I have no Meister yet.

Just a pineapple that owns me.

[ And stabs him and abuses him and calls him an annoying brat. ]

[sharpenned.livejournal.com]

. . . I'm not sure I'm following. . .

[specialillusion.livejournal.com]

A man who's head looks like a pineapple owns me and teaches me stuff.
Not that it's useful. He just kinda drones like a high school teacher.
And he makes me think about it.

[sharpenned.livejournal.com]

That sounds tiring.

[specialillusion.livejournal.com]

It is.

Maybe next time he's giving me a lesson, you could come learn some illusions too.

[sharpenned.livejournal.com]

He teaches you illusions? I'm not sure I'd be any good at that . . .

[specialillusion.livejournal.com]

...Oh. I guess you gotta be Mist first, huh.
And you kinda have to be a magician, too...
Maybe you can come watch, then.

[ Not that they can--illusions are gone for them both. ]