[ 03: February 13th | Video ]

[topgun_textiles]

[The feed switches on to Kanji sitting in a chair facing backward, though the frame only catches the bottom half of his face as he pulled his arm back. He was never good at filming...]

...Yo. Had a lotta shit to do lately, so this entry's kinda late.

[And that was when an odd jingling started from somewhere behind him. The teen ignored it, taking a fist and slapping it against an open palm.]

I partnered up with Tifa! We're livin' in Death City Heights, Building 6, so don't bother lookin' in Murder Manor or Creeping Crypts.

[A lopsided grin.] Heheh... Witches're seriously screwed now!


[And with that, he cuts off the feed to the public, opens up a private message and hesitates, heart pounding. He could do this. He could do this...!]


[Private: Naoto]

[He'd turned his head away before the private feed started, arms tightly folded as clammy hands were balled into fists.]

Y-... y-y'free tomorrow!?

[Did his voice crack? Of course it did.]

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[pishirogane]

... Teddie?

[She's pretty sure that's the answer.]

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[topgun_textiles]

Heh... easy, right?

[And there it was. He filled in the rest of the letters, and just for fun, doodled a little Teddie rolling around. Damn, he missed that bear, too.]

'Nother round?

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[pishirogane]

[Naoto gave him a faint smile, watching him draw Teddie. She nodded when he offered another round.]

Yes... I would enjoy that. [The word may have been easy, but this was... fun.]

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[topgun_textiles]

[A nod, and he erased the doodles. Bye, Teddie. Maybe he rolled off somewhere out of the picture, went to go goof off at Junes. Kanji took a moment to think of another word, something that she might not know about... and the perfect word popped into his head. This one'll stump her a bit!]

[He began to draw nine lines... a nice big word.]

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[pishirogane]

[Hm? Nine words?]

[... Ah. She had a few ideas]

A?

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[topgun_textiles]

[Nice guess. _ _ A _ _ _ _ _ _ ]

[Hm, he wondered if he should have added the second word... ah well. Same thing either way.]

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[pishirogane]

[Oh? The A's there? Hm... She closes her eyes, thinking what her next letter will be.]

... S?

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[topgun_textiles]

[Uh oh. On the funky 7-shaped noose, he drew a circle, the head of the hangman. For her reference, he wrote an 'S' near the bottom of the picture. No S's in this one!]

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[pishirogane]

[She may have to re-examine the word... once she wakes up again. Softly, she inhales and exhales, eyes closed, lips slightly parted. Exhaustion has gotten the better of her.]

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[topgun_textiles]

[She'd gone quiet. He looked over, and his eyebrows lifted when he noticed she'd fallen asleep. His expression softened not long after, and he couldn't help but chuckle quietly. He was either boring as hell or he did something right.]

[He closed the draw pad and quietly set the crackers and things on the table, then sat back. She looked so different when she slept, when she wasn't keeping that cool, professional air about herself... peaceful.]

[G'night, he thought, choosing to avoid speaking up, possibly waking her. After a long, low sigh through his nose, he settled in and let himself drift off. He'll worry about the nurses coming in to boot him out in the morning.]