The First Game

[calling_cards]

[Voice Post]

[clicking as if someone is flicking the microphone with the tip of their fingernail]

[click click click]

[sharp exhalation of breath into the microphone before the clicking stops]

Trickytrickytrickytrickytri~cky...

[rubble and miscellaneous debris can be heard being shifted through and, occasionally, tossed aside]

Oh, but this

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[silencedheaven]

Another new face...?
I'm sure... by now, you already have a idea of what the situation is here... I don't think I have much to add, sir... But... Welcome to Manhattan anyways...

[calling_cards]

Did I detect a semblance of glum~ness in that tone, or does Sweetheart enjoy using unnecessary pauses for fun?

[silencedheaven]

Aaa... n-no, not glum at all, sir. Just, the way I am...
You seem very cheery though, in comparison to the panicked state most people arrive here in...

[calling_cards]

That's just me. Always looking on the brighter side of life. The sunnier side that looks more like a happy, yellow egg I could just gobble down.

[silencedheaven]

Well, that's a good way of looking at things I suppose...

[calling_cards]

It's the best way. I intend to show every~one how to see it because it would be a crying shame in itself if you all continued to be so darn sad all the time.

[silencedheaven]

Yeah... The people of this world really need someone to cheer them up right now. I'm glad, that their are people willing to do that.

(ooc: Oh dear, Nill you have no idea XD;;;)

[calling_cards]

What can I say; I'm an all-in-one harlequin.

[silencedheaven]

I think it's very, noble of you....

[calling_cards]

Why THANK YOU, darling.

[silencedheaven]

Your....welcome, sir...

[redeyeswhitedog]

Nill.

Careful.

[silencedheaven]

Aaa. Haine....
I-I am...

[redeyeswhitedog]

Not enough.

[silencedheaven]

.....I-I'm sorry, Haine....

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[redeyeswhitedog]