(68/13) Some Music, Man. [Video]

[feline_sonata]

[Oliver is on the bed in his room at Murrue's. He is dressed well, a button up shirt with the sleeves rolled up and the top few buttons open, and trousers that would have looked better ironed. The PCD is in front of him, on the bed, propped up against something. Next is curled up in his lap, sleeping, and he's fiddling with his violin (pun intended

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[Voice]

[bloodyking]

Oi, Kitten, where the fuck you've been?

[Voice]

[feline_sonata]

Er...it's Oliver, not Wyatt.

[Voice]

[bloodyking]

I know that. Wyatt'd be manglin' the violin if that were him. But my question still stands; where the fuck have you been? Haven't seen you for a damn month, boyo.

[Voice]

[feline_sonata]

But you said you were looking for Kitten.

Wyatt's been keeping me inside. Says I've been sick.

[Voice]

[bloodyking]

Oi. Don't be argugin' nicknames with me.

Hell, fine, but would droppin' a line kill ya?

[Voice]

[feline_sonata]

But I'm Oliver. Wyatt's Kitten.

I don't have any rope, though.

[Voice]

[bloodyking]

Goddammit, Oliver, I was fuckin' worried about you, all right?

[Voice]

[feline_sonata]

Sorry.

[Voice]

[bloodyking]

...All right, all right, you're forgiven. Geeze, the two of you are going to give me a fuckin' heart attack one day.

[Voice]

[feline_sonata]

I don't remember much. Not for a while.

[Voice]

[bloodyking]

Fever?

[Voice]

[feline_sonata]

Dunno.

[Voice]

[bloodyking]

Damn. Must have been bad if you don't remember.

[Voice]

[feline_sonata]

Guess so.

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[bloodyking]

All right, what's goin' on?

[Voice] [Private // Unhackable]

[feline_sonata]

I just don't remember, 's all.