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[thisnewvoodoo]

[recorded]

--I don't know. It doesn't look like Las Noches to me; does it look like Las Noches to you?

[transcribed flipping pages; a distant crash]

What are you doing back there?

[a pause]

If you're going to be careless, don't touch anything. It looks like--this book...

[the journal is slammed shut, then opened again after a moment]

How

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[broadsworded]

Who is this?

[thisnewvoodoo]

Szayel Aporro Grantz. To whom am I speaking?

[broadsworded]

Halibel.

[thisnewvoodoo]

How lucky. What is this place?

[shakethesound]

So you're here, too.

[thisnewvoodoo]

Who is this?

[shakethesound]

Grimmjow.

[thisnewvoodoo]

Hello, Grimmjow.

[riotmachinery]

Hm.

[thisnewvoodoo]

And who's this?

[riotmachinery]

Nnoitra.

Name yourself then.

[thisnewvoodoo]

Szayel Aporro. Hello, Nnoitra.

[petmyears]

[recorded]

"Interesting" is one way to put it.

[thisnewvoodoo]

Who's this?

[petmyears]

[recorded]

.. eh?

[thisnewvoodoo]

Who are you?

[six_tentacles]

Neh? Who- [a pause for reading back] oh.

[thisnewvoodoo]

Who are you?

[six_tentacles]

It's Luppi~!

[thisnewvoodoo]

Really? Aren't you supposed to be dead?