♦ || Seven || Voiced

[austering]

[After the fluttering and rustle of a few pages-- creaking of wood. And a soft breath, something like a little bit of a frustrated sigh.]

(This is-- stupid. I don't even know... -- well, either way... I can do this much.)

Not... that I know who that person is... Figures. [Oi, this romantic stuff, not his forte. Another of those soft breaths

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voice; /puts on Fed Ex cap

[wishgazer]

[Not that he knows what song that is, but... hm. He just likes to pry.]

I catch a few hitches.

voice; I knew there was a reason I ordered extras.

[austering]

[Wait a minute-- that voice. Hmn. Can't be to sure. Kind of... gives a really warm feeling, though.]

...been out of practice for a while.

voice; I've been shipping it since day one. and you know it.

[wishgazer]

You did mention that. But the recipient must be someone indeed, if they've made you do this.

voice; Well, I blame Fuuma. 8|

[austering]

...maybe...

(Maybe I've been letting people get to me... But... a lot unfortunate things have been happening, so it shouldn't be too terrible to...

Never mind. I'm putting too much thought into it.)

[initiating]

[Pausing in his scheming to listen for a bit. Whoa, sensei you never told us you could play the piano. o:]

[austering]

[That's because no one never asked or gave a reason, young padawan.]