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[acreepybrat]

[There's whistling wind and the tops of buildings-- guess who's on the roof of Marshall?  The communicator is facing away, toward the horizon, the far-off hills, and the distant, setting sun, all vivid pinks and oranges beneath the mass of clouds.  In the background, there's the sound of a  music box, playing in tinkling little notes.

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[twotails9lives]

[Yawns]

[acreepybrat]

[Aah he is just getting all the cute lil girls today. <3]

I guess I made everyone sleepy, huh?

[twotails9lives]

I'm sorry!

[acreepybrat]

Ah, don't worry about it! If anything, it's my fault.

[twotails9lives]

Why would it be?

[acreepybrat]

I played the song, didn't I?

[twotails9lives]

But it's still late!