020 - Accidental Voice Post

[theenviousone]

*someone humming faintly in the background and sounds of heavy things being moved around none too gently*

What the hell is this for anyway?

*Crash.*

Oh shit!

[entry switched to text mode]

[Private to Dante]

That wasn't what it sounded like! I'm just...clearing out one of the rooms. Since you've been complaining I'm not around enough. Hell, I

Comments

Private to Envy

[a_rotted_heart]

Envy.

Private to Dante

[theenviousone]

It fell by itself!

Private to Envy

[a_rotted_heart]

I'm sure.

Private to Dante

[theenviousone]

Uh, so...I can have the room? Right?

Private to Envy

[a_rotted_heart]

What did you break.

Private to Dante

[theenviousone]

It wasn't my fault!

And I don't know what it was anyway. One of those stupid things you collect.

Private to Envy

[a_rotted_heart]

I want to see.

Private to Dante

[theenviousone]

DAMN IT!

Alright. It's not like you can't easily fix it with alchemy anyway!

Private to Envy

[a_rotted_heart]

[already walking down the hall]

I thought I told you not to touch anything in that room.

Private to Dante

[theenviousone]

[realizes there's not much to do about it and sits down on a pile of things]

You say that about everything.

Private to Envy

[a_rotted_heart]

[claps, and broken objects around the room begin repairing themselves in blue alchemic sparks]

To avoid situations like this.

Private to Dante

[theenviousone]

[sighs and leans against a wall, out of the way of any stray sparks she might try to send his way]

Private to Envy

[a_rotted_heart]

[eventually the transmutations finish, though the ones near him seemed suspiciously more violent than necessary]

Now, you wanted this room?

Private to Dante

[theenviousone]

Mmhmm?

[being noncommittal about it might get better results at this point. It's not that he particularly wanted a room, but his conversation the day before with Kisara had put the idea in his head and he didn't see why not.]

Private to Envy

[a_rotted_heart]

Hm.

[something of her good mood appears to be returning, from the slight smirk on her lips]

Well, I suppose I could let you stay. Now that you've broken everything.

Private to Dante

[theenviousone]

[Envy has more or less perfected the art of tuning out what Dante says, as long as he gets what he wants.]

Alright.