15th Transformation (audio)

[thisismyjob]

"Thank you for your donation..."

[Lulu Bell pauses for a long while, perhaps processing the words on the sticker she found on her person. When she resumes, the anger in her voice is nearly palpable.]

My donation?

My donation?

[Another pause. Deep breath. The aura of calm is restored.]

Road. I will be home shortly.

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[deathbutler]

There we are!

[deathbutler]

Welcome back, dear!

[thisismyjob]

Grell. Your enthusiasm is, as ever, appreciated.

[deathbutler]

We've been anticipating it, that's all- Road's been ever so upset.

[thisismyjob]

I will need to apologize.

[Hey, wait...]

Did anything happen in my... absence?

[deathbutler]

... Define "anything"?

[thisismyjob]

Family.

Did someone arrive?

[deathbutler]

You're not psychic, are you?

[thisismyjob]

No. There's a feeling.

[deathbutler]

Well. Bingo, bingo!

So much for the surprise~

[thisismyjob]

Who is it?

[Please don't say it's Cyril. Anyone but him. Even one of the twins would be better than the ungodly combination that could be Cyril and Grell.]

[deathbutler]

Tyki! [who he found handsome and desirable, but cold to his advances last he was in the city]

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[thisismyjob]

Ah.

[If he was handsome and desirable, he must have not been playing hobo. Good on Tyki.]

[thisismyjob]

He didn't reclaim his former room.

[deathbutler]

I believe there was talk of the couch- ?

I've been at work, sorry~

[thisismyjob]

Very well. I will assess the situation myself.