[008-- Voice/Action]

[bufudyned]

[The sound is a bit... grainy, as if the microphone of the gear is being covered to muffle the recording somehow. What can be heard are the sounds of night in Johto: crying Hoothoots and Woopers and other nocturnal Pokemon, though all of this is far in the distance, suggesting that whoever is recording isn't anywhere near them right now. If you're

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Voice

[shieldofjustice]

Huh? Hey! Is something wrong?

Voice

[bufudyned]

[she is startled to find someone replying to her this late at night, and it shows in her tone]

Zala? You're awake?

Voice

[shieldofjustice]

[Athrun jumps slightly upon being addressed by his last name, but since there's no video, it doesn't show.]

I just got back into town. I wanted to get in some training against Pokémon that only appear at night.

But that's not important right now. Are you all right? It sounded like something was wrong.

Voice

[bufudyned]

[Mitsuru always defaults to last names, unless requested otherwise... and this would have been a time where she asked for Athrun's preference if she had seen him jump]

I see.

[and then, a pause, because she isn't sure how honest she wants to be about her network post]

I'm quite all right. The voice post to the network was unintentional.

[voice]

[skullbashing]

[wanting to move as much as he can, at this point he hasn't gone to sleep yet-- instead he's just lurking around like always, and just so happens to be checking the network.]

... Mitsuru?

[voice]

[bufudyned]

[once again, she's a bit surprised to get any replies, though less surprised at Shinjiro's since... she knows he's used to staying up this late]

-- Aragaki. My apologies, the recording posted to the network was an accident.

[She feels a little silly for worrying about the Dark Hour, of all things, especially after Nyx's defeat, so she's keeping mum about her actions for now. Shouldn't be too difficult to get them out of her, though... especially since this is Shinji]

[voice]

[skullbashing]

Yeah, I figured that.

What're you doing up this late? You guys are usually out a hell of a lot earlier. [by "you guys" he means more SEES as a whole on non-Tartarus nights, not so much people on the network.]

[voice]

[bufudyned]

[paaause]

I had some trouble sleeping.

[action]

[combat_butler]

*Given it's only midnight, Hayate is still wide awake. Any nightmares of his own he has had he is doing his best to ignore and suppress in favor of checking up on everyone, sooo-- a butler is approaching!*

--um, Kirijo-san? What are you doing over there...?

[action]

[bufudyned]

[hang on a second Hayate, Mitsuru is jumping now, thoroughly startled by his voice. Blame the late hour + her bad dream]

Ayasaki--!

[action]

[combat_butler]

*seeing her jump of all things is enough to make him let out a yelp of surprise.*

--eh?! D-did something happen...? Did I do something...?!

[action]

[bufudyned]

No--! I'm sorry, I didn't... I didn't mean to startle you, Ayasaki. [deeeep breath]

You did nothing wrong.

[action]

[primaduelerina]

[ Asuka actually hasn't slept yet, but she did notice Mitsuru's absence, opting to give her some time before she gets to her feet to find her. ]

... Mitsuru?

[action]

[bufudyned]

[Mitsuru's a bit too lost in her own thoughts to really notice anyone approaching her, so much like Hayate, Asuka's voice takes her by surprise, and it's evident in the way she jumps as the blonde approaches]

Ah-- Tenjoin. What are you doing out here this late at night?

[action]

[primaduelerina]

I was usually up this late studying English, so my sleeping habits haven't returned to normal yet. [ she offers Mitsuru a polite albeit concerned smile. ] I was about to ask you the same question.

[action]

[bufudyned]

[Mitsuru flips her gear closed and pockets it, turning to face Asuka fully as she relaxes]

I had some trouble sleeping, that's all. I'll be all right.

[Voice]

[dreams_to_fly]

[After a half hour or so of playing with the pokegear wondering what the weird contraction is, Misuzu was able to make it work again and began to wonder what to do with it exactly....until she heard Mitsuru's voice.]

What on earth? Is there a soul trapped in there?

[It would seem Misuzu's voice sounded slightly different than her usual self. Almost a bratty tone to it.]

Hey you...soul thing trapped in this weird object. Why do you sound so familiar? You don't sound like Uraha!

[Voice]

[bufudyned]

[the voice is clearly recognizable as Misuzu's voice, so naturally Mitsuru is confused at the tone]

Kamio? Are you feeling all right?

[Voice]

[dreams_to_fly]

[She doesn't like the way you are being familiar with her.]

Ah ha! So souls trapped in objects aren't really all knowing like Uraha said! [She calms down a bit.] Too bad she isn't here for me to show her!

[At the surname "Kamio".]

My name isn't Kamio, soul thing trapped in this weird object. I am known as Kannabi no Mikoto. Don't souls that are near God know about winged beings?

[Voice]

[bufudyned]

[Mitsuru's gaze narrows at the gear, though whoever was speaking through Misuzu wouldn't be able to see]

My name is Mitsuru Kirijo, and I'm not a 'soul thing' trapped in a weird object. Nor am I familiar with the terminology you're using.

What have you done with Kamio?