9 Toy Soldiers [Voice: Japanese]

[blacksheepgirl]

BZZZT.

[Fuck you too, communicator. She ignores it and shoves it aside, so have a nice stretch of silence for a while. If you listen carefully, there's some distant sounds of chirping. It sounds a bit insistent...but she ignores that as well. Otherwise, it's quiet right until the feed is about to run out.]

It's still getting colder.

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[acreepybrat]

[A few moments listening to The General chirping.]

...do you have enough to stay warm?

[blacksheepgirl]

Perhaps. Perhaps not.

[acreepybrat]

[...]

Well, if you need blankets or anything, maybe we could go look for some in the high school!

[blacksheepgirl]

...perhaps we could do that.

[acreepybrat]

Ha ha, yeah!

...has Kaoru The General been well?

[blacksheepgirl]

[She listens to the constant chirping in the background for a moment before answering.]

He's loud. [Which isn't really an answer.]

[acreepybrat]

[Listening also.]

...does he sing? [Which isn't really a response, but something seems to be wrong, and Oz isn't sure how to put his finger on it.]

[blacksheepgirl]

Something like it, I think. He certainly makes enough noise either way.

[acreepybrat]

Maybe we ought to make him a birdhouse or something. Someplace warm.

[blacksheepgirl]

Someplace warm...

[She seems a little unfocused as she repeats the words...but she sounds more like herself when she speaks up again.]

Hmph. He'll be fine as long as he does what he's told and stays inside.

[acreepybrat]

Wah, Kaoru's such a strict taskmistress~ [And that's a bit of a nostalgic feeling right there...]

Or maybe a little nest with something soft.