iv. splitting bullets - [ VOICE POST ]

[badcolors]

Monsters. Monsters, criminals, demons; hell, maybe. Can't leave that to chance, can't leave that to a flip. Wouldn't matter much - [Murmuring, followed by a loud, audible ping.]

[Slap.]

Mn. But they just ran out of luck.

[There's a slow, low and almost poisonous laugh on the other side before the line cuts out.]

Comments

[kleptoness]

Harvey. What happened?

Voice;

[badcolors]

Nothing. Nothing, Rikku, I'm just. I'm just tired.

Re: Voice;

[kleptoness]

... Oac. If you need anything, you tell me.

Voice;

[badcolors]

Thanks.

Re: Voice;

[kleptoness]

Yea.