Ugh, what is with this flooding? My garage just can't take it! And everything's all damp... cred. I'm going to have to remodel again once this is over, aren't I?

Oh well. I was getting bored with the way this place looked, anyway~

Normally when I see something creepy-crawly that obviously doesn't belong in my garage, I let it go on its way. I just wait around until it's gone, y'know? Never met a bug who made me—okay, that's a lie, I have met bugs who've made me cringe.

But I've never really thrown anything at them, y'know? Mind you, this one was like, the size of my head, so I was perfectly justified in my actions. And now I'm out two perfectly good wrenches.

Ugh. I've been here too long.

( private to self, hackable to everybody except makubex. )


Looks like it's time to break out the ymlurum.

What the vilg is on my forehead?!

No, no, no, no! It's just... just cu drana! Shiva, Shiva, Shiva I need—vilg! Syga ed ku yfyo!

...

...

I'm going to be in my room all day. Drec cilgc.

[ooc; 8) GREED is stamped all nice and pretty on her face. we'll see about other indications later~]

[recording starts with a low, feminine groan. shifting of material-on-material. after a few seconds, all sound stops, and her breathing speeds up and becomes pretty shallow. suddenly, there's a scrambling, and her voice comes in, distinctly higher-pitched and panicky.]

Frana ys E?! What the—where's the—why am I not on the airship?

Brother, this had better not be one of your stupid games! If it is, so help me I'll damm Cid yht ryja res fruub ouin fundrmacc reta! Just wait 'till he finds out you left me on my own again. There's no way you'll get out of this one—not even Buddy will be able to save you.

[there's the sound of her taking a deep breath as if to continue, and then an abrupt pause. her tone becomes fascinated, curious.]

This is—rumo Shiva there is so much machina around here! Jeeze, whoever hangs out here has some great taste! I mean, look at these tools! [clanking of metal.] Jeeze, if Pops ever got in here, he'd about have a heart attack!

[the clinking continues, and eventually the recording cuts.]

This brings back horrible, horrible memories. I haven't seen this many people get killed since... well, since a while ago.

If anybody needs potions and the like, or a place to crash for a few days, I've got both.

... Well, it was only a matter of time. She was way too nice to be stuck here for much longer.

I suppose I'd better toss this in, too: The Curious Cait Item Shop will remain in business. Current employees will receive today and tomorrow off in order to pay their respects due to my partner’s departure. I'll see you all again on Monday. Pudding and I will be in charge from now on soon as she stops crying.

Right.


(OOC; Strikes hackable.) 

Note to self; Never, ever, ever try to mix grenades and ethers while in an enclosed area. It will end badly.

Drana'c... cu silr pmuut. E lyh csamm ed. Ajanofrana.

What the fuck happened.

[EDIT]

Whoever wants Mello's body, I've taken care of it.

Why... why would you ever...

It's not right. Not right. You can't end a life that easily, with petty reasons like, "it'll starve" or "I don't want it."

That's your responsibility, that of another life. Even not knowing who the father is, it shouldn't matter. You can't... you just can't.

Dryd zicd sygac sa celg. E tuh'd ajah... hu. Ed'c cu fnuhk.