Tsuzuki Asato (![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
sweetdeath) wrote2009-04-27 07:19 pm
sweetdeath) wrote2009-04-27 07:19 pm
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[010 | voice, Japanese]
[the sound of footsteps can be heard under Tsuzuki's voice, and the occasional soft ghostly whisper]
Does anybody know where Hisoka went? He still hasn't come back, and it's dark out there now.... I must have lost track of time up on the roof. Man, it's dark in here. The lights aren't working, are they? Anybody know why not?
Come to think of it... has anyone seen Watari since day before yesterday?
[a click, and a few snapping noises]
Oh, come on.
[Snap.]
That's better! At least I can see... a--
[A nearly deafening clatter as the communicator hits the floor, somehow managing not to turn itself off in the fall. The voice is farther away now, spiraling up into hysteria.]
No. No. You're wrong. You don't know me. Who are you? Who are--
[thudding and scraping.]
No! Go away! I am-
[A hoarse sob, and the communicator cuts off abruptly.]
[[ooc: comment logs only; Tsuzuki found his room covered with "You will never be human" and the word never repeated across all of the walls. He's tried to scrape some of them away, but the words are re-written over the smears. Tsuzuki himself is huddled in a ball against the smeared wall.]]
Does anybody know where Hisoka went? He still hasn't come back, and it's dark out there now.... I must have lost track of time up on the roof. Man, it's dark in here. The lights aren't working, are they? Anybody know why not?
Come to think of it... has anyone seen Watari since day before yesterday?
[a click, and a few snapping noises]
Oh, come on.
[Snap.]
That's better! At least I can see... a--
[A nearly deafening clatter as the communicator hits the floor, somehow managing not to turn itself off in the fall. The voice is farther away now, spiraling up into hysteria.]
No. No. You're wrong. You don't know me. Who are you? Who are--
[thudding and scraping.]
No! Go away! I am-
[A hoarse sob, and the communicator cuts off abruptly.]
[[ooc: comment logs only; Tsuzuki found his room covered with "You will never be human" and the word never repeated across all of the walls. He's tried to scrape some of them away, but the words are re-written over the smears. Tsuzuki himself is huddled in a ball against the smeared wall.]]
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...Sorry to hear that. I... well, they ought to be okay, right? Around here, even if the worst happens - it isn't permanent.
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They... they will be okay. I know it. But... it's hard, you know? To think they had to go through all of that. I'll be alright, though... knowing they'll be back helps.
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