[Phone call to Everyone | Day 22]

[tries_too_hard]

[There's something intangible, something without name, but it's not just in his voice. It's in the way he breathes. It's not low or sharp so much as an edge of energy, something that brings to mind snapping jaws and decisive, bloody action. He's a little angry.]

Come on out, you yellow sack o'shit.

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[ceannairceach]

[She notices this and... well, aside from the obvious.]

Is everything alright?

[tries_too_hard]

[It takes a moment for him to recall that she's blind, and there's an audible clenching back on that bright anger.]

Anybody filled you in on the details, yet?

[ceannairceach]

No, not really.

[tries_too_hard]

Some gangly prick's got four people tied up in some room somewhere. Vergil, Lighting, and some kids named Ichigo and Jaime. Not sure, but think...

[He won't admit what he's afraid of, so he changes tacks.]

He's hurting them.

[theotokos]

Dante? What's wrong?

[tries_too_hard]

Where the fuck d'you think that asshole got a liver?

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[theotokos]

[theotokos]

That man from the formal event-

[coffeecoffeetea]

What is going on?

[tries_too_hard]

That bastard's eating them!

[coffeecoffeetea]

Tell me who and I will gladly shoot them.

Where would be nice to know as well.

[tries_too_hard]

Gonna do my own shooting if it's all the same to you.

[awhitephantom]

[A pause.]

Keep a level head, won't you?

[tries_too_hard]

Fuck that.

[awhitephantom]

I doubt he would respond to your beckoning, anyway. What do you think?

[tries_too_hard]

Probably right. Bastard.