--Sei-- [text / audio]

[royal_ripper]

Squsao yojfa nesd t compick

jst--

[A button is pushed, audio is switched on.  His voice is cracked, weak.  But giddy, happy, abso-fucking-lutely insane]

Squalo--I--I might need--just

C'mere, okay.  Get over here.  It's--

[There's the sound of palms scraping against the ground, before a thump, as his body collapses against the ground, and he lets out a

Comments

[fortheoldworld]

I don't want to know, do I.

[supershark]

Neither do I, honestly.

[fortheoldworld]

...Are you going to pick him up anyway?

[supershark]

That will require me knowing where the fuck he is in the first place.

[fortheoldworld]

Good luck with that.

If/when you find out, let me know if you need help dragging his ass back.

Text;

[x_whitewings_x]

[Here have a location ping.]

Have fun.

[supershark]

Y'know, I was hoping to stay ignorant.

[x_whitewings_x]

You could just pretend you never saw this?

[supershark]

Lying cramps my style.

[x_whitewings_x]

What is your style?

[supershark]

None of your business.

[x_whitewings_x]

Right.

[fortheoldworld]

Oh, great. What did you have to do with it?

[x_whitewings_x]

We fought.

[fortheoldworld]

You beat him.

[x_whitewings_x]

Something like that.

He's the one who fell off the building.