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[lovethepossum.livejournal.com]

[So, ever since she talked to guy-who-announces-the-slaughter (Hey, must be a nice enough job) Cally has been thinking about it deeply- very deeply. She might not quite be the innocent flower that she acts all the time but she certainly isn't evil, and many people getting killed isn't her idea of fun...

Unfortunately she's only been able to come up with a few bits of information; and so she figures that she needs a tiny bit of help, a little aid from the biggest brain that she knows...

So, Plane, here is one Cally! And, besides the one Cally, is one gong. Old looking, unpolished and very, very big.

Guess who's holding a stick?

Cally takes a deep breath, wonders if she should plug her ears and then disregards it and smacks the gong with all the force in her arm... We're terribly sorry for any loss of hearing that might result from this action. Really, it's for your own good.

...As is the yell that soon follows.]

SATOSHIIIIIIII!

[A long, silent pause as the sound fades away and Cally gets some of her hearing back. Then she glances around sheepishly, raising a hand to rub at the back of her head.]

...Or, y'know, any other smart people that don't want people to get murdered an' stuff. [Another pause, as she tilts her head at the ringing sound in her ears] Oops.

Comments

[ex_fatalist246]

[What. The hell.]

What?

[he can't hear himself talk]

[lovethepossum.livejournal.com]

[Cally is good at provoking that reaction.]

Satoshi! There you are!

[She miiiight be yelling; just so she can hear herself.]

[ex_fatalist246]

Please stop shouting.

[lovethepossum.livejournal.com]

Sorry!

[...Wait, that was shouting. Ooopsie.]

[She places her hands over her ears for a few moments, and then starts talking in slightly lower tones.]

'M sorry to bother you, since yeh probably have important business lurkin' or somethin', but we need to talk.

[ex_fatalist246]

[ignoring those comments] What about?

[lovethepossum.livejournal.com]

Didja see the blonde guy? The blonde guy who wanted to kill everybody?

[Pause] ...Well, I think he was just bringin' the message, y'know, but 'e said there was gonna be a lotta death ahead.

[ex_fatalist246]

[a long pause]

I didn't. Explain.

[artiscordis.livejournal.com]

[Have a confused artwork staring at you.]

[lovethepossum.livejournal.com]

[She turns to him- still bouncing despite the fact that she's just defeaned herself]

Hallo there! Are you a smart person?

[artiscordis.livejournal.com]

Maybe. It would depend on what sort of intelligence you mean. I was curious about the person you were calling.

[lovethepossum.livejournal.com]

Y'know, like... Stoppin' people from dyin' an' stuff? 'M not sure what kinda intelligence that is but it must need some brains.

Satoshi?

[artiscordis.livejournal.com]

Humans should be careful. They break easily. However... what do you know of Satoshi?

[lovethepossum.livejournal.com]

Course we do; but most can be stuck back together in the end.

He's a... [A pause, as she considers this] Well, he's a friend of mine; 'M not sure if he likes me much but I keep tryin'.

[bytwo.livejournal.com]

[River is just going to stare at Cally with that puzzled, half-confused half-amused face she often gets when they stumble on each other, now with an extra dose of reproach.]

Hearing damage is a permanent affliction.

[lovethepossum.livejournal.com]

[A pause, as Cally takes that expression in, and then she starts to take on the expression of a kicked possum puppy.]

I'm sorry! I didn't mean to hurt your ears!

[...Regret doesn't stop the yelling though.]

[bytwo.livejournal.com]

[That expression of kicked puppy is mirrored in River's face. DDDD:]

It's shiny.

[lovethepossum.livejournal.com]

[No, not the kicked puppies! DDDD:]

The gong? Yeah, I borrowed it from this odd noble person, 'e was nice an' stuff... Even if he seemed to be obsessed with the zombies.

[bytwo.livejournal.com]

[You, says River's face, have really weird friends.]

Biologically impossible.

[lovethepossum.livejournal.com]

[You, beams Cally's face right back, are one of them.]

Zombies? Nah, zombies aren't impossible at all.

[bodilesswarrior.livejournal.com]

[fortunately, Barbara had the sense to cover her ears when Cally sucks in that breath

still, she looks just as annoyed as amused as she rolls towards her]

That's basically my job description.

[lovethepossum.livejournal.com]

Oh, that's good! Sounds like a nice job!

[She pauses; then makes a face and forces her voice to lower - just because her ears are ringing doesn't mean she has to start screaming!]

...Sorry, have ya heard of the mass murder comin' up?

aaaah I'm sorry this is so late feel free to ignore me

[bodilesswarrior.livejournal.com]

I like it, usually.

[her smile fades abruptly, then]

Yes. A friend of mine is meant to be one of the first victims.

That's alright; I'm always late DDD:

[lovethepossum.livejournal.com]

'M sorry.

[And she means it too.]

...Well, I was thinking that we need to stop it from happenin'.

/hi5 of fail <3

[bodilesswarrior.livejournal.com]

[faint, sad smile] Me too.

I've tried breaching the barrier, but no go, so far. I'll try it during the match, too.

Oh fail ;;

[lovethepossum.livejournal.com]

That sounds good! ...I don't know what it'll do. But anythin' is worth a shot, right?