(30th)~Audio (Backdated to around 5:30 PM)

[mizu_isei]

[An exhausted looking Sunao flips the comm on. In stark contrast to the winter afternoon/evening, Sunao's face is covered in ashes and her eyes are bloodshot. She looks worn out if anything. The side of the building near her seems to be charred, as is the ground nearby. The air is hazy.]I wanted to let everyone know about the museum. There was a

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[moarcowbell]

[ CARES NOT ABOUT THIS FIRE] Sunao.. are you fairing alright?

[mizu_isei]

I think so... I'm not hurt, at least.

[Being a bit shonen hero about this, as usual. She's definitely exhausted/not in good condition either.]

[moarcowbell]

Are you still there.. in the mess?

[mizu_isei]

I'm sitting outside, yes. I'll be okay though.

[moarcowbell]

Ah.. it seems my soul longs to be near destruction. I suppose I'll have to see you then. [ obviously great at making up excuses]

[mizu_isei]

I hope your soul brought a compass. It's getting dark outside... don't get lost.

[moarcowbell]

You say that as if I'll get lost or something.

[mizu_isei]

You got lost trying to find my kitchen.

[moarcowbell]

I wasn't lost. I was... observing my surroundings.

[mizu_isei]

...Ok, well, how about I meet you halfway somewhere?

[moarcowbell]

Ah... sure that'll work.

[mizu_isei]

Where? Somewhere you can [coughing] find, hopefully.

[moarcowbell]

I'll be there soon.

[mizu_isei]

Ok...be careful, please.

[moarcowbell]

Of course.