Oct 02, 2010 22:55
[when the feed first clicks on, there's silence. the sound of breathing, soft, just the slightest bit strained and just the slightest bit off rhythm. it's hardly noticeable, really.
but when Kanda speaks, he can barely keep from sounding.. tired.]
These.. infections. The disease. Whatever it is. [trying to remember what little he heard about it over the network these past few days.]
It's not contagious, is it?
[pause. a few seconds pass. then,]
Komui. [quick pause.] I-- [...
click.]
((ooc: fooorward dated to.. maybe noon of the 3rd. somewhere around there.))
!yuu kanda,
komui lee