[The comm clicks on to the sound of being dropped. It clatters across the floor and is accompanied by the delicate sound of a screaming five year old girl. There's a thud, the patter of some frantic, heavier than usual footwork and a panicked whine. Oh, and then a slamming door.]

Onai? Mokao!?

[She sounds like she's trying not to cry. There's a ( Read more... )