T-there's suddenly so many people!

Mr. Medicine Seller, if this is somehow your doing... I'll... I'll beat you with a frying pan again!

Now that everything with Odajima Junior is settled...

If I remember correctly, winter will be coming soon. Although, with this place, who knows what might happen. Not to mention that it's usually always cold...Anyway, luckily for you all, I just so happen to have experience with sewing various items of clothing ( Read more... )

[The woman's voice on the other end is somewhat hesitant sounding, even jittery.]

It seems like...

Discedo has gotten emptier.

[A distinct and completely awkward pause.]

While I'm glad people are finding a way out... I'm sort of worried for those they may have left behind. I, um--

What I'm trying to say is--If there's anything I can do to ( Read more... )

[The shifting of fabric followed by a soft "hush" as if directed at a child.]

Be quiet now.

[A low purr followed by a squeak-- the source yet unknown; however, surely not human.]

Mr. Medicine Seller and the others are sure to have a fit if they see you roaming about the apartment.

[A louder squeak, followed by a series of very feminine ( Read more... )

[A sharp "bzzzzt" noise sounds and followed by it is a high-pitched gasp.]

Ah-!

[Silence dominates for a while but soon is broken by a low whimpering that seems to sneak though the peaceful pause.]

That... huuuuurt...!

[The communicator picks up a huff at first, then static, and finally, the image of Kayo cleaning up the last of the wolf splattered around the apartment. If you look closely, you might realize that her brows are furrowed, and that she is indeed clenching her fists ( Read more... )

[A familiar, high-pitched scream is heard soon after the clicking of a communicator.]

W-w-what is... this!?

[The crunching of feet upon God-knows-what.]

A... a wolf... it's--

T-this better be some kind of a joke...!

((ooc: Guess who just found the wonderful "gift" the MS recently brought back to the apartment?))

[The clicking of the communicator summons a voice-- raspy, quiet, and most certainly drenched with fear.]

Everyone...

...D-dead...

On the walls... their--

[Suddenly, the pitch of the words rises higher and higher, as if the one behind it is becoming hysterical.]

No.

No...!

No....!!!

((ooc: Lucky for Kayo; thanks to the Medicine Seller's ( Read more... )

Mr. Medicine Seller, since we've managed to round up all the scales with everyone's help, I had time to finish sewing your robes ( Read more... )

[The image of a very bewildered and frustrated Kayo over-whelmed with a mass of happily jingling scales appears, one having apparently hopped against and turned on the communicator held in one of her trembling hands.]

Mister... Medicine... Seller...

[Her face now a bright red; the scales dancing around very awkwardly on her body, Kayo whines.]I ( Read more... )