☠015 [Voice] ☠

[break_xerxes]

♫ Ding-a-ling-a-ling-a-ling~
Ding, Ding, Ding, Ding ,Ding-a-ling-a-ling~♫

[That's right. Some kind person seems to have sat Emily at the side of Break's grave, only, she's tumbled over from the wind. Of course, this knocked her audio setting on, so any sound that is coming from the area, is picked up on her feed and played out onto the network.

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[action]; THE BELL HAS TOLLED

[cadaverdaddy]

[The bell is heard. And without hesitation, heeded. It had been nearly a week since the funeral and over two since the night Undertaker had walked Break to death's doorstep.

An instant, and he's standing beside the grave. Another, and spadeful after spadeful is thrown away from the site. His preternatural strength aids. As soon as he could see the lid, the tinseled laughter began at his lips. His knuckles rapped against the wood an answer to the melody.]

[action]; \o Oh hi thur~

[break_xerxes]

[Well, that could only be one person. The laughter and the way in which they tapped on the lid.

Giving of another few jingles, and a slight sound of shuffling from the comfort of the coffin.]

[action]; welcome back! \o/

[cadaverdaddy]

[If it were anyone else, Undertaker would have been worried for his reputation. Despite the fact that he'd made the coffin as comfortable as possible, it would be best to haste. Fingers curl at the lock and release, one boot planted in the piles of dirt have fallen from the sides at the foot. The other is jammed down by the edge to provide support. A heave and it's open. A wide grin and heavy breathing of force and excitement, clouding with cold, greet Break. Along with a giggling coo:]

Goodmorning, starshine~ the Earth says hellooooo~

[action]; Didja miss the Clown?

[break_xerxes]

[ Closing his eye(s) raising the hand that he'd held the little bell in, and covering his face with a wince.]

Oh won't you come in and tell the light to shut up?

[A little groggy, but that's to be expected is it not? Laying there in the comfort of his pennywinkle eternal bed, shivering some from the cold.]

voice.

[break_xerxes]

Raven how nice of you to stop by.

[Shush... he doesn't know your voice is through the NV yet, he assumed you'd be here for him waking up.]

voice.

[break_xerxes]

[Goood~~]

Am I what? ...

Aah~ I see, well, no need to rush, I'm not going anywhere in a hurry.

[Audio]

[break_xerxes]

[The sounds in Walters background can be heard too. Break is much better at picking out sounds now, so its all so very loud to him. He could probably even pick out faint details, such as how many voices were in Walters background.]

Aah~ is that a little Black bird, I hear chirping?

[Audio]

[break_xerxes]

[Ah yes, the black bird was a working man, wasn't he. Break did so enjoy those midnight hunting sessions. Soon as he's fit and healthy(ish) he'll be popping by for another trip~]

Indeed he has, and what a trouble some slumber I've had. I'm as stiff as ol' Nick~

[reaction.]

[payingthepiper]

[it's only those extra conversations that have really tipped him off as to who this was, but even then--]

[Allen, for once, is keeping back. watching. this was the... the too-many-times number in which Break came back, and at this point, the exorcist isn't sure what to do. (didn't help that he still had little idea what exactly had happened, too).]

[and so he'll leave a network print, but nothing more. (like a scurrying mouse.)]