*When the feed comes on, Jr. is sitting in his spot on the roof, holding a harmonica in one hand and giving the PCD a weak and probably forced smile.* Imou-Sakura. You're a pretty good opponent. You wanna...do that again sometime ( Read more... )

*The PCD is sitting at an angle, but it's far too centered on Jr. to be accidental. He's standing somewhere out in the wastes in the early morning with his back to the screen. Strapped to his back is a sheathed sword with a handle that looks suspiciously like that of a gunblade and he's holding a familiar looking bow with an arrow set and ready. ( Read more... )

*The PCD has apparently been turned on by hitting the ground, since for a moment, all it shows is the sky and the branches of a tree, with several pieces of junk hanging from them. Then several beams of white energy shoot at the objects, each one hitting dead center and destroying its target. A moment after that, Jr. flies in from off screen and ( Read more... )

*The video comes on showing MOMO outside, looking at the snow. The image is moving, like the person carrying it is walking, until it apparently falls out of his pocket and into the snow. As the camera pulls back, it shows Jr. holding a snowball in one hand. The feed cuts off as he launches it at the back of MOMO's head.*

*Jr. looks remarkably calm for someone that blew up a house in sheer rage less than a week ago, though anyone who knows him will still be able to tell something's off. He's not even trying to fake a smile and instead looks dead serious. When he addresses the PCD, his tone has the confident, stern tone of an experienced military commander ( Read more... )

*The recording is clearly accidental, as it's started in the middle of an annoyed sentence.* -just looking for an excuse to take over for a while ( Read more... )

Everyone I talked to last week, I'm sorry for being such an asshole. I didn't mean what I said about not wanting anything to do with anyone. Leon, I definitely still wanna learn how to use that gunblade...and actually, there's something else I'd like to talk to you about.

*Jr.'s voice is oddly cold and distant, but in a forced way.* Everyone, I'm sorry, but from now on, I want you to leave me alone. I can't afford to get attached to anyone here. Not when you could disappear at any time.

Hey Leon, you're still up for teaching me how to use that gunblade, right? You got any time or place in mind?