[Presumably talking to someone else, Kazuki sounds decidedly unhappy]

...-and you just had to blow them up. Do you have any idea how hard it is to wash blood out of a white shirt? Really.

. . . . .

Ridiculous.

[And here is the sound one extremely pissy post curse Kazuki makes as he storms out of Teepee 37 and into the forest to take some wounded dignity out on some trees.]

[ooc: Uhh, pretend this is backdated to the immediate aftermath of the family curse, please and thank-you?]