[Mikhail is standing outside Setsuna's apartment door, holding what looks like a platter of chocolate chip cookies with both hands and wearing an expectant goofy grin. He kicks the door with one foot.]Hey, Setsuna! It's me, Mikhail. I know you've probably been upset lately, what with your Irish friend disappearing and all. I totally understand that ( Read more... )

( [filter; private to self // unhackable] )

[smashing and bashing noises; seems like he's hitting the weird device thing he had picked up in random places to turn it on. Ah, violence.]

-ing thing into SCRAP metal - ! Oh, the little red light's blinking. Guess that means it's working.

HEY. MOTHERFUCKERS. DUDE IN TROUBLE HERE. I DON'T KNOW WHERE THE FUCK I AM AND I [gagging noise] NEED. ( Read more... )