[Voice/Action]

[mikangirl]

[There's a soft thud of a journal hitting the ground, which is pretty much what sets it recording.  It's landed open face down; nothing to see on it but snow.  Then there's a second thud, and a faint scrabbling sound.  Pause.  Another scrabble and the journal shifts slightly on the ground, before there's a soft, high sound of distress nearby

Comments

[Voice]

[black_onslaught]

You'll live.

[Voice]

[mikangirl]

[Have a snicker. Shaky voice, but she's still amused. Bastard. :|] No, really?

[Voice]

[black_onslaught]

[That's always a good sign. The only problem is that his face is so serious.] Just making sure you know.

[Voice]

[mikangirl]

...

...heh. Thanks.

[Voice]

[black_onslaught]

It's my pleasure.