36 - [Voice/Video]
Ah... Dr. Faust, I am in your debt. Thank you. Next week when everything's settled again, I'll decorate your office for you, alright?
[There's a soft sigh.]
Well... I came back a bit earlier. Soul, Maka, Chrona, are your her--EEHHHH?!
[The transmission soon turns to VIDEO from a very strange high angle, looking down. Kid is staring in shock. Along the bottom edge of the screen is the back end of this skateboard shooting from Kid's palm. The communicator falls, and as it dizzily spins around the room, there's a soft thud, followed by a bit of a heavier one.
By the time the video steadies, Kid is lying on the floor, the skateboard on his head.]
Imperfect timing, Beelzebub... Ow.
[There's a brief glimmer of a blue light forming from Kid's rear before the post cuts out.]
[There's a soft sigh.]
Well... I came back a bit earlier. Soul, Maka, Chrona, are your her--EEHHHH?!
[The transmission soon turns to VIDEO from a very strange high angle, looking down. Kid is staring in shock. Along the bottom edge of the screen is the back end of this skateboard shooting from Kid's palm. The communicator falls, and as it dizzily spins around the room, there's a soft thud, followed by a bit of a heavier one.
By the time the video steadies, Kid is lying on the floor, the skateboard on his head.]
Imperfect timing, Beelzebub... Ow.
[There's a brief glimmer of a blue light forming from Kid's rear before the post cuts out.]