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[bookbinds]

[ at first, the audio recording is nothing more than laboured breathing-- which could easily mean that there's either a pervert or a stalker on the other end of the line. however, the awkward silence is shattered by a halted cough followed by something akin to a groan. ... maybe it's a sick pervert. ]

-- is anyone good at stitchin' out there...?

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voice.

[ultituner]

A-Ah! Hey, are you okay?!

voice.

[bookbinds]

[ a little while later... ]

... yeah. Just peachy.

voice./action [1/??]

[ultituner]

You really don't sound okay though....

[She's basically been in her room the whole day to plan her next move. As she sat on her bed, she looked at her closed door, ready to leave any second.]

Is there anyone there that can help you?

voice/action [2/2]

[ultituner]

[She had stood up from her bed and walked half way towards the door, yet she stopped.

I hope he's not in any danger.]

I wanna know if you really are okay, so talk to me! What's your name? My name is Kururu...

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[itsrlyseharazad]

Where are you?

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[bookbinds]

[ it's taken him a while to come to & find his communicator after it'd been dropped, but it seems despite his somewhat dire medical condition, he hasn't lost his humor. ]

By the looks of things... on the floor.

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[itsrlyseharazad]

Which one? [ He heads out of his room because of all things, he knows Lavi isn't here at least. ]

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[bookbinds]

My one.

[ there's a long pause where you're unable to tell whether he's just being quiet or whether he's passed out again-- but, finally; ]

... 1A-110? Yeah... sounds right.

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[fashionenvy]

Stitching? Wha-- Ahh?! Omigosh! Are you okay?! Hey!! Where are you!!

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[bookbinds]

-- sorry about that. Didn't really plan to make friends with the floor... but I guess my body is thinkin' differently...

[ ugh. this is pretty bad. ]

... looks like I'm fine, though...

[ what, because he's conscious? grade A doctoring, right here. ]

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[fashionenvy]

... thinking differently?

[she doesn't believe!!!]

Are you serious?! You just passed out! I wouldn't call that being fine! You should go to the infirmary right away! I can help you if you need it!

voice.

[bookbinds]

... I got a little careless. S'pose that's what I get. Thanks, karma.

[ groaning, he turns on his side-- the floor's more than comfortable enough. he's fairly delirious, though. ]

And now I made a pretty girl look sad? ... not a good day.

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[bookbinds]

[ it's not until he comes to that he cracks an eye open, having heard someone call his 'name' in the distance-- and lavi almost wishes he hadn't because he feels so utterly shit that this state is almost rivaling the first hangover he ever had. it's only when he sees allen looming above him that he realises he must've blacked out somewhere along the line while he'd been using the NEXUS, flat on his back on the floor of his room.

well, great. ]

... oi, beansprout... did you get taller?

[ his good arm reaches up to his own face for a second, the light in the apartment a bit too much. ]

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[wordtowise]

-- Lavi..?! I-Is that you..?

Are you alright? Please, say something--! Are you still there?!

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[bookbinds]

[ it takes a while for the voice to register, but even deliriously sprawled on the floor, a ~*bookman*~ isn't about to forget something elementary like that. ]

... oh, hey, Rhyme. Say somethin'... what about a joke?

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[wordtowise]

[ She can't help but sigh a bit and crack a small, shaky smile to herself-- At least he's at least a bit well enough to joke around. But he's still hurt, and from the sounds of it-- badly at that. Her worried tone is back on. ]

Lavi, where are you right now? Do you need help to the infirmary?

voice.

[bookbinds]

I'm... [ where is he. ] ... on my floor. Makin' friends with the carpet.

[ ... then again, he doesn't really want rhyme to worry. ]

-- but I'm fine, really.