May 24, 2009 15:40
[There is a woman’s voice, soft and silky smooth.]
Jigoku, hm?
[She inhales, blows out smoke, makes a little thoughtful sound in the back of her throat. Her tone is low, sultry.]
I wonder how befitting such a name is.
[A long pause follows. When the woman speaks again, her voice is changed, with the hint of a giggle coursing through it.]
Watanuki, thank you for being so fastidious in tidying your living room. You are, however, lacking something~!
((Yes, she is now lounging on the sofa in Apartment 319. Sorry Watanuki!))
ukeukewatanuki,
intro'd,
fashionably late