[The post starts with a clatter as the communicator skids across the floor - someone apparently tried to get a hold of it but only managed to smack it even further away, activating the voice function in the process. Not that he knows and by now it's well out of both his reach and field of vision. ]
Shit...
[It's quiet. Almost eerily so. You can hear
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Miss Anemone...
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I'm fine. Don't worry--
[He's forced to stop, interrupted by a coughing fit. It really doesn't sound so good. Not good at all.]
...I'll see you later, okay?
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U-uh-huh! When you come back from the trip... you can eat some cake with me.
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[Brave voice is very welcome - he's not to fond of what's going on here but worrying the people he cares about feels even worse. ]
...are you doing alright back home?
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Y-yeah... I'm okay. I'm staying inside... [She'll leave out the whole 'omg my friend tried to kill me' part for his sake. He needs... better news? Lies are nice.] I'll... I'll just stay home and eat cake all day!
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[He's a little too far gone to pick up on that obvious lie or maybe he just can't find it in him to pursue it right now - she's okay, they'll see each other in a couple of days. Hopefully.]
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