Voice; (Reaction-post Totally Do-able);
[There's a muffled clicking as a communication device in a coat pocket is turned on. After a moment, conversation begins to tune in.]
--Still don't think it's too much to worry about. Same old shit, right? ... Hey. How d'you feel about take-out? That smells good.
As long as it isn't pizza, and you always say you don't think it's too much to worry about unless the world is near ending.
Well, when you've been around for the world nearly ending, shit starts to look trivi-- Hey! Hey, what was that?!
Something trivial.
You cheeky--! That's not what--! ... Go give it back, would ya?
Calm down. He won't notice its absence.
You can't just take stuff from people, you know.
Sometimes I wonder if you've paid attention these last few years. Reinforcement from a few thousand demons should have made the point clear.
[There's a pause in the conversation, and Kuwabara's short sigh is barely audible. Shortly afterward, though, is a very noticeable yelp and a muffled landing sound as the coat's wearer falls into a snow drift. An attempt to shove Kurama into the pile has failed miserably.
And Kurama's best reaction is to laugh quietly.]
Sh-shut up! What're you smirking at?! [And he chucks a snowball at the offending demon. Take that.]
--Still don't think it's too much to worry about. Same old shit, right? ... Hey. How d'you feel about take-out? That smells good.
As long as it isn't pizza, and you always say you don't think it's too much to worry about unless the world is near ending.
Well, when you've been around for the world nearly ending, shit starts to look trivi-- Hey! Hey, what was that?!
Something trivial.
You cheeky--! That's not what--! ... Go give it back, would ya?
Calm down. He won't notice its absence.
You can't just take stuff from people, you know.
Sometimes I wonder if you've paid attention these last few years. Reinforcement from a few thousand demons should have made the point clear.
[There's a pause in the conversation, and Kuwabara's short sigh is barely audible. Shortly afterward, though, is a very noticeable yelp and a muffled landing sound as the coat's wearer falls into a snow drift. An attempt to shove Kurama into the pile has failed miserably.
And Kurama's best reaction is to laugh quietly.]
Sh-shut up! What're you smirking at?! [And he chucks a snowball at the offending demon. Take that.]