[So graduation ended rather
unfavorably for Raiden. He left prom early, got smashed and probably smashed a few faces including his own at some of the local bars scattered around in Final Destination City. The few days after he has spent nursing his wounds and sulking in his dorm and being generally absent, with the exception of sneaking out to
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...It's me. I wanted to-- I'm not-- Hmm.
I was hoping to run into you today, but neither you or your car are anywhere to be found. Have you gone back to New York during the break? I hear they've got a store just packed with Pokemon-related merchandise. See if they have something called 'Aprijuice' there. I'm curious to try it.
...No. I shouldn't be asking you for anything. Don't worry about it. I'll order some online.
Enjoy your trip, I suppose. I'd like to see you when you get back.
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Oh. Hello.
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Ah... Good afternoon, Leon. If you're looking for Raiden, I'm afraid he seems to be gone.
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I need him to clean my lab and office. I can't do it with one hand!
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Come to think of it the blasted thing is probably still running.]
Goodness... How did you ever get by before we had a janitor?
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I had two hands. How else?
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Ah, yes. I'd offer to help, but I'm hardly useful when it comes to physical labour.
You haven't been picking at the wound or anything, have you? Let's not have you get some hideous scar...
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Did I ever pick my wounds before?
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I'm not entirely sure... But it is a nasty habit and many people fall into it quite easily.
[And then there is a loud beep as the TIME LIMIT kicks in and the recording stops. Pfff thank you message machine.]
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[Leon's eyes dart around the room]
What was that beep?
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Didn't you just tell me you were incapable of helping me? I'm a cripple, not a moron!
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[glad the machine isn't recording anymore, aren't you?]
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