[o27] Fifth Pawprint || Fiertia ; Unhackable ; Voice
[and we have more hustle and bustle of the carnival once more, though this time it seems to be louder than before as Pip and Greed Hans and Roa seem to be talking about something that's fortunately not caught too well by the journals.]
I already told you, zis is an inves... - not ...ation. Stop scarin' ... like zat. Merde.
[the chatter continues to grow somehow, and eventually Hans perks up from their bickering discussion as he nears the source of the noise, a loud voice shouting about selling one thing or another, and Pip mutters a few things under his breath not picked up by the journals.]
'ooks like nothing's turnin' up 'ere... c'mon, let's search somevhere els--
[he's cut off suddenly when he yelps as someone crashes into him, and there's a loud thud as Pip falls down with his journal in tow, the electronic somehow undamaged. Soon the background noise seems to dissolve into a shout and mess of chaos and surprise. Shuffling sounds as Pip gets up and footsteps as he heads back to the scene.]
Hey, you zere! Vat's goin' on now?!
[a hurried rushed reply is heard in response and it seems that somehow Pip manages to hear it, as he chokes out a stunned response]
Merde, you've got to be kiddin' me.
[a foregin swear, and then some noises as Pip whips out the journal at last.]
Cap'n, Hans speakin'. Seems like ve've found our troublemakers...
[a pause as the man takes a deep breath and then continues.]
...and they've just robbed the firevorks stand... and headin' to god-knows-vhere now. And I 'ope my eyes are just playin' tricks on me because othervise... ungh. Merde. Someone tell me I'm just imaginin' zis. Please.
I already told you, zis is an inves... - not ...ation. Stop scarin' ... like zat. Merde.
[the chatter continues to grow somehow, and eventually Hans perks up from their bickering discussion as he nears the source of the noise, a loud voice shouting about selling one thing or another, and Pip mutters a few things under his breath not picked up by the journals.]
'ooks like nothing's turnin' up 'ere... c'mon, let's search somevhere els--
[he's cut off suddenly when he yelps as someone crashes into him, and there's a loud thud as Pip falls down with his journal in tow, the electronic somehow undamaged. Soon the background noise seems to dissolve into a shout and mess of chaos and surprise. Shuffling sounds as Pip gets up and footsteps as he heads back to the scene.]
Hey, you zere! Vat's goin' on now?!
[a hurried rushed reply is heard in response and it seems that somehow Pip manages to hear it, as he chokes out a stunned response]
Merde, you've got to be kiddin' me.
[a foregin swear, and then some noises as Pip whips out the journal at last.]
Cap'n, Hans speakin'. Seems like ve've found our troublemakers...
[a pause as the man takes a deep breath and then continues.]
...and they've just robbed the firevorks stand... and headin' to god-knows-vhere now. And I 'ope my eyes are just playin' tricks on me because othervise... ungh. Merde. Someone tell me I'm just imaginin' zis. Please.