057 - Tsubaki

[demonswordmode]

[The communicator tumbles to the ground as a samurai wasp lands in two pieces nearby.  There's some twitching before it goes still.  A tall girl steps into the frame, holding a sickle and chain that appears to be part of her hair.  The intense expression fades as the thing stops moving, replaced by a quiet smile.  She lets go of the sickle and it

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[kingroadie]

[Eddie is not even bothering to stifle amusement as he grins at the camera of his faciliberry.] Ey, dunno why you want us to forget, the singin' was pretty good.

[demonswordmode]

Oh, it's not that good. Really.

[kingroadie]

Give yourself some credit, kid. [Still easily amused on his part.] You can sing, not many people can. You also enjoy yourself when you do, so s'doubly good.

[demonswordmode]

I guess it's good, to enjoy the singing while you're doing it. I just didn't expect anyone to be listening.

[killer_kick]

What is a patootie?

[demonswordmode]

I'm . . . not actually one hundred percent sure, but I think it's someone's butt?

[killer_kick]

That must be a twentieth century song, then.

[demonswordmode]

Yeah, I think Emmett said it was from the 1970's.