I just--this thing is--hnngh!
[ Today's camera-mon is Hisui, so due to the low height, the angle is off, showing Watanuki bent over a counter in the Violet Inn's communal kitchen. He seems to be...groaning. Grunting. Whatever he's doing is apparently requiring a lot of effort. ]Soap is supposed to make things slide better, isn't it? It always
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[ Fuck his liiiiiife. ]
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[ A pause, then, a bit hastily: ]
--and don't suggest it. I don't want sharp glass all over my hand.
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[Beat.]
What? No, I'm not gonna suggest it! [He actually have that idea in mind BUT ANYWAY]
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You were definitely going to suggest it, weren't you?
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[He's completely and utterly innocent. Yep.]
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I suppose I'll try olive oil....
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Let's hope it'll work.
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[ With that noise of agreement, Watanuki sets about to find that oil. TEN WHOLE MINUTES, SOME RANDOM, LIGHT CURSES AND A LOT OF REALLY, REALLY EMBARRASSING NOISES LATER...POP! ]
Eureka!
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Alright! It's out!
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[ Excuse him as he flails around sparkling, he's a bit rel--wait. ] I...you're still listening?
[ He thought Atsuro had disconnected, or something. ]
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...Yeah?
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I'm Watanuki.
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I'm Atsuro, nice to meet you.
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[ Excuse him, he's just going to wash his hands forever and ever. ] Have you been in Johto long, Atsuro-san?
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