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~

Ah, my second Christmas in Purgatorium. My second one ever, actually. I 'member how much fun I had last year, picking out presents and stuff. I think I still have some of those little machina around somewhere...

No, I gotta make them better this year. Way, way better.

In other news, I think I need to reorganize the kynyka. Things are getting maybe a little too messy for me. Surprising, I know. But it's true. So I'll work on that.

Right after I fix up this aqbmuceja~

Sheesh. Time flies when you're caught up in a project, huh? Guess I gotta work on that a little bit.

So, anyways. I'm in the mood for—well, I'm in the mood. I'll be back late tonight, Tony. ♥

[ooc; *screamies* idk if tony is living with her still or not, so if he isn't, just ignore this katie-baby.]

I remember that this time, last year, I was in Purgatorium. It's been a while over a year, hasn't it? Seems like I've been here forever, though.

We had a ball, and I went with Kakashi. I danced with, well, everybody.

Sasuneac yna hela.

[thunder and rain are clearly audible. her gasping breaths come at irregular intervals. sniffles, a few stifled sobs. thunder booms, and she screams. the recording is cut now and then by static, making all of it hard to understand. her voice is distressed, frightened, panicked, etc.]

Can't—hufrana du ku—need to—

[more thunder, and she screams again. a dull thump as she falls to the ground, and a sort of scrabbling sound as she crawls across the floor. she begins sobbing for real, and her words are strangled and almost whispered, muffled by some sort of cloth—a blanket, specifically.]

Syga ed cdub. Make it—make it—I don't want to hear it. Tuh'd fyhd du caa—tuh'd fyhd du drehg.

And all of them—dra aqbmuceuh—

[she continues mumbling inaudibly. the recording eventually cuts to full static.]

[ooc; I KNOW THIS IS EARLY but I don't know how much time I'll have online tomorrow, and I wanted to get this posted. :')]

[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.]

Alright, so. Jumping into the river without checking how deep it is first is most definitely not a smooth idea.

But at least I got to swim a little~ Things are cooling down. I hope the seasons change soon.

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.)