.001 [voice]

[catffeine]

[ private ]

[ The recording starts up with a bit of rustling and an exhale, then a long silence. Finally... ]

A mortal weapon. [ A faint laugh. ] Can't figure out whether I'm surprised or not.

[ A deep breath, as though stealing himself. ] Right. To do. Find out more about Shibusen and these witches, the whole Weapon/Meister bit. Write a report once I can hold a damn pen. ... Figure out what kind of Weapon I am I suppose. [ Sighs. ] Damn it.


[ public ]

[ There's rustling as he switches the settings to public, his tone relaxed. ]

Anyone care to point a fella in the direction of a decent cup a' joe?

[ He's really hoping Bakura was kidding about that Deathbucks thing. Worse comes to worse, it'll be a start. ]

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[voice]

[scribes]

Oh? [She can hear that tone, and doesn't mind at all. In fact it just makes her tease back] And surely a benevolent soul such as yourself would give it for free, yes?

[voice]

[catffeine]

[ Laughs. ]

Hardly, Miss...?

[voice]

[scribes]

[She chuckles as well]

Di. And might I ask what your name is?

[voice]

[catffeine]

Sanae Hanekoma. Nice to meetcha -- in a sense of the word anyway.

Someone dropped me a tip 'bout a place that s'posedly serves a decent cup a' joe. Probably does a fair tea as well.

[voice]

[scribes]

Well met, Hanekoma. What might this mysterious place be?