[Paper can be heard rustling, a soft voice in the background and then...a long pause. Footsteps carry Konan to the recording communicator, but the voice is...different. Still quiet but more...delicate. Male (if just barely)]...Well. This is not what I expected at all. This is rather the opposite, I should say ( Read more... )

Nagato? Nagato, my love, my darling, where are you?

-Konan is panting softly, obviously running, despite her voice being relatively quiet, as if afraid of being overheard-

He left...I took the oppurtunity for what it was, but where are you, darling?! We...we must get home! I can't stay in this place any longer!

-She pauses to catch her breath, ( Read more... )

-The machine flips to life as Konan approaches, tapping at the communicator gently-

What is this thing? It's so strange...

-She seems to realize something else, uncertainty creeping into her voice at how quiet everything is around her. No other voices or sounds can be heard. Just the creepy stillness of early morning in World's End.-Ah...This isn ( Read more... )

-an airy sort of sigh-

Not again.

-static and then Konan's voice speaking in a soft, urgent tone-

I never thought that I would say this...again. But assistance in getting to some water would be helpful. Now.

Whomever owns this sword is free to come and retrieve it. I have left it on the lip of the fountain so that it might be properly claimed by it's master ( Read more... )

I require assistance. Quickly.

Timing is of the essence, I believe.

...This is quite inconvenient.

I did not desire to experience puberty all over again, let alone as the opposite gender.

Is this an attempt at a learning experience...?

....

Why can I not...remember?