[001 | voice, Japanese]

[sweetdeath]

...mmmmrphjsone more minute.... where's the...

Whoa. What happened to the hotel? This definitely isn't Nagasaki anymore.

Watari! You'd better not have cooked this up with the Gushoshin. I'm gonna tell Tatsumi he's giving you too much funding. Come on, this thing's way too weird-looking to be a cell phone. I know it was you!

...Watariiii get me out of here this place is creepy. I haven't had breakfast! I can't explore some weird ghost town without at least a cinnamon roll to fortify me! Besides, Hisoka's in my bed and he's not even going to know where he is when he wakes up, and it's not nice to do that to a new kid. It's totally not my fault that he got drunk, by the way. He did that all on his own.

Comments

[king-no-life.livejournal.com]

Heh, so they returned you without memory.

Perhaps to save your sanity.

Alucard, Tsu~zu~ki A~sa~to.

[cinnagami.livejournal.com]

Yeah, I don't think we've ever met. Alucard, huh? Nice to meet you.

[king-no-life.livejournal.com]

Oh but we have.

They simply stripped you of that time, just as they stripped you of this place all together.

[cinnagami.livejournal.com]

Those scientists, huh? They usually mess around with people's memories, or are you just assuming they did something to me?

[king-no-life.livejournal.com]

They give no details, yet things more queer have occurred.

Often times we lose days, weeks, not knowing where time had gone.

They tamper with us to their delight, like toys.

[cinnagami.livejournal.com]

Great. Sounds like I'm just gonna love it here.

...At least there's a bar.

[king-no-life.livejournal.com]

You have a way of seeing that glass half full.

At least, hmhm, when you haven't exhausted what little drink this city provides.

[cinnagami.livejournal.com]

I try.

...Look, don't make it harder to see than it has to be, okay?

[king-no-life.livejournal.com]

That's half the fun though, hmhmhmhn!

[cinnagami.livejournal.com]

Man, how drunk was I to hang out with you?

[king-no-life.livejournal.com]

I gave you a full bottle of the purest red wine I could dig out of the ground.

[cinnagami.livejournal.com]

... Oh.

Well, uh. I hope I said thank you. Dig out of the ground?

[king-no-life.livejournal.com]

Some garbled notion of the word, yes.

Provisions are scarce, the most sacred are kept hidden.

Yet seek, and ye shall find.

[cinnagami.livejournal.com]

Well... hey, thanks, then, even if I don't remember it. How'd you find something like that?

[king-no-life.livejournal.com]

I'm accustomed to digging holes where one should not be.

Like a hound.

[cinnagami.livejournal.com]

Oh, okay.

[Funny, sounds like there's some kind of special meaning to that...]

[king-no-life.livejournal.com]

[Dear little puppy, you haven't the faintest ♥]

Ever you crave a drink again, hesitate not to ask.

You are an insufferable presence sorely missed.

[cinnagami.livejournal.com]

Insufferable, huh? Haha, I get that a lot....

Thanks, though. Might take you up on that sometime, Alucard.

[king-no-life.livejournal.com]

I look forward im~mense~ly.

Oh.

And get out of the street.

[cinnagami.livejournal.com]

So I hear. I'm working on it....

How bad are those monsters, really?

[king-no-life.livejournal.com]

You died here because of them and this City's lack of mercy.

Twice.

[cinnagami.livejournal.com]

Don't worry about me, I'm pretty sturdy. Reports of my death were probably exaggerated! Or something.

[king-no-life.livejournal.com]

Hnn..

Still so flippant.

[cinnagami.livejournal.com]

Really, I'm not going to die of being chewed on by a monster or two. Not that I want to test that, because man, it stings.

I'm heading over to the high school, actually - some Ichinomiya guy offered to show me a place I could stay.

[king-no-life.livejournal.com]

Of course, you're already dead as a coffin nail.

Yet that's besides the point, even the dead "die" here, whether they're brought back in a day or more or not.

Ahh yes, it stings furiously, followed by your caterwauling I pray not to hear again.