Oct 07, 2010 14:21
[ Good morning, Mayfield, have a groggy-sounding shinigami on the line just waking up from a hearty dose of sleeping pills! At least the bullets are out now, but you won't know that. ]
That party wasn't fun.
I'm not lying. I coulda died! Lucky Ciel was there or I might have been shot in the head or something. A shinigami shouldn't be facin' death that way!
And what was it I had to do? I need a healer, someone who can patch up my legs. They've been treated, but they'll take a while to heal, and that'll be annoying to work around. So if anyone can help, that would be nice.
[ Then there is a long pause. She sounds sadder, quieter, more serious than before. ]
You know, those drones...they worry me. I, I used to think they were just boring and innocent. Like scenery, like trees that line the river. I mean, my 'family' doesn't do much. I guess that's right, after all - they really don't have souls. But that boy was different. Real different. H-he...
...Haha! [ But it's a hollow laugh. ] No, no, it's okay. I'll just stay away from them in the future!
my legsies!!,
that's when good neeeeeighbours,
*1129 taylor road,
mmmm whatcha saaaaay,
!voice,
need healins for moneez,
hay mayfield hay,
drones everywhere,
good god she's bloody useless,
is this angst i smell