Sep 05, 2009 22:07
[Kenta's sitting on the edge of his and L's bed looking sleepy and mussed, as if he's just woken up. He's staring down at the PCD in his hand with a grim expression and rubbing at his throat with the other. He opens his mouth but no sound comes out.]
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I guess this is what the animus were talking about. I don't know if this is going to affect everyone or not, but I just wanted to let everyone on the network know that I've lost my voice entirely.
Bran, I guess this means we won't be performing together again anytime soon. Sorry.
[His hands shake slightly as he turns off the PCD.]
there goes my day job,
*event: touch of death,
aw flip