12: In Which Apologies That May Or May Not Be Entirely Sincere Are Made In Due Order [Voice]

[notthehairplz]

[With a click, the feed turns on, and you're greeted with the mild, cordial tones of a man. A perfectly sensible, civilized man. A man that couldn't possibly be capable of throwing such a pretentious thing as a tantrum.]

[Oh, no, heavens spare the thought.]

...To those residing in room 3-23...and any others in the immediate vincity, I suppose...

I

Comments

Voice;

[flameofheaven]

Don't lie to me, what was happening?

Re: Voice;

[notthehairplz]

Whatever gives you the idea I'm lying?

Re: Voice;

[flameofheaven]

Tendency.

Re: Voice;

[notthehairplz]

Then, I trust, you'd be able to name the other occasions I've been committing such a crime. To be honest, I'm afraid I myself cannot recall speaking naught but the truth to such a lovely young lady as yourself.

Re: Voice;

[flameofheaven]

Your tendancy of sarcasm, actually. And the fact that any normal person would ignore and disposition that some event like that ever happened.

Re: Voice;

[notthehairplz]

[his voice takes on an injured inflection at that]

Alas. You wound me, Miss Shana, to accuse me of such crimes.

[but the amusement is still quite tangible behind that anyways :|]

Re: Voice;

[flameofheaven]

See? There you go doing it again.

[Damn you Howl!]

Re: Voice;

[notthehairplz]

I fear I have no idea what you're talking about.

[>)]