[Accidental Audio]

[toomanypetals]

[The first thing you hear is the sound of the SFC hitting the ground, presumably after hitting the wall.]

[And then the unmistakable sound of dishes breaking, someone letting out a stream of curses as they're thrown. The thud of someone punching the wall.]

That-- STUPID-- Bean-- I swear, I'm gonna kill him if I ever see him again!

[There's more

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[Video]

[ladiesmonkey]

[Uh-oh. Seems like someone just went home...]

Hey Kanda...? You okay...?

[Monkey!Boy is full of concern :<]

[Audio]

[toomanypetals]

...I'm fine.

[His voice sounds tight and controlled. Not fine at all.]

[Video]

[ladiesmonkey]

[This is his 'I don't believe you' face.]

Alright, but... [Y'know, he's that solid, quiet type.]

Hey, you need anything, you let me know, okay?

[Audio]

[toomanypetals]

...I could use a drink.

[He recalls the last time Monkey boy dealt with somebody leaving.]

[Video]

[ladiesmonkey]

[WOAH WHAT? He was not expecting that...]

Yeah, sure! Where do you wanna meet up? [Hey, if he showed up for him when he was bummed about Dagger, then... he could easily do the same.]

[Audio]

[toomanypetals]

Tch... wherever. I don't care.

[Hey, he just...yeah.]

[Video]

[ladiesmonkey]

[Yeah, Zidane had no doubts in his mind that someone close to him got sent home. He distinctly remembers feeling the same way.]

Hey, y'know what, I'll grab a couple drinks and come on over there. What kind of stuff do you like?

And you're Coral Corral number one, yeah?

[Video]

[toomanypetals]

Yeah. Don't rush over.

[He kind of... has to sweep up ceramic and glass shards now...]

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[ladiesmonkey]

Yeah, no problem.

[It's not too terribly long before Zidane's at the home, alcohol in hand. He's got a couple stiff drinks, and then a few lighter ones. He sighed, then knocked on the door, putting a little smile on his face.]

[Action!]

[toomanypetals]

[A minute later, Kanda opens the door for him, a completely blank and unreadable expression on his face. The evidence of his little ragefit is everywhere, but swept up into harmless piles on the side. Large piles of glass, ceramic, and other minutae litter those piles-- he'd been at it for awhile before he threw the SFC against the wall.]

[Kanda himself looks like he's just come from a battlefield. His hair is a bit disheveled, his clothes spattered with a dark red substance that can only be blood-- put simply, he looks like he just did battle with Hell.]

...Hey.

Re: [Action!]

[ladiesmonkey]

[Oh. Well... Maybe this was a little deeper than he initially thought. Zidane wated no time shoving a bottle into Kanda's hands. Yeah, he definitely needed something to take the edge off.]

Drink up. [Hoboy. Let's get a little something in him before possibly asking what the hell happened.] You're not injured, right?

[Action!]

[toomanypetals]

[He blinks at Ziddy's reaction, obviously not noticing that he looks like a soldier that crawled out of the land of the damned, and heads over to get a couple intact glasses from the shelf. There's about four left.]

Not me.

[Action!]

[ladiesmonkey]

[Eesh. Well, here's to guessing the remaining glasses are in the pile on the floor.]

Well, then here's to takin' the edge off. [He'll open a bottle and pour a couple for the two of them.]

[Action!]

[toomanypetals]

[Yup. And some are still stuck in the wall.]

Ugh. Yeah.

[Kanda tiredly sits down on a chair at the table. Seems he hasn't been getting much sleep, either.]