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savetheearth2014-06-29 03:27 pm
dead_black_eyes) wrote in savetheearth2014-06-29 03:27 pm
Entry tags:
- !open,
- #action,
- #network,
- angel sanctuary: mudou setsuna,
- animal academy hakobune hakusho: miiko,
- attack on titan: connie springer,
- bleach: toushirou hitsugaya,
- death note: l lawliet,
- devil may cry: dante,
- eternal darkness: anthony,
- gundam 00: tieria erde,
- haibane renmei: rakka,
- homestuck: bro strider,
- middle earth: fili,
- moon child: sho,
- rwby: ruby rose,
- voltasaur sentai kyoryuger: torin
Entry #A-9: "Albatross" [Audio, Action for Employees or Anyone who would drop by ]
[L sounds pretty calm and detached, as per usual. Rather than sounding natural, though, there's a vaguely forced quality to that calmness.]
Unfortunately, Espresso Yourself will be closed for the next few days, to reopen on Thursday of next week. I regret the inconvenience for employees and regular customers.
[He finishes recording the message, lowering his phone and staring at what happened to his business over the course of just one night. The espresso machine is smashed to pieces, and the cash register is open with the empty drawer chucked across the room. The mural painted by Solana is tarnished with anti-numbered slurs and threatening graffiti asserting the control of "Albero's Family" within Locke City.
Glass from the broken windows and the vandalized bar crunches under the soles of his converse sneakers as he drags a chair across the floor, grappling with a pair of wire cutters. It's enough of a problem that his grip is clumsy, but his hands are also shaking; though the features of the mannequin hanging from a noose in front of the mural are blank and generic, the large letter "L" carved into its chest is a message that's difficult to miss.]
Unfortunately, Espresso Yourself will be closed for the next few days, to reopen on Thursday of next week. I regret the inconvenience for employees and regular customers.
[He finishes recording the message, lowering his phone and staring at what happened to his business over the course of just one night. The espresso machine is smashed to pieces, and the cash register is open with the empty drawer chucked across the room. The mural painted by Solana is tarnished with anti-numbered slurs and threatening graffiti asserting the control of "Albero's Family" within Locke City.
Glass from the broken windows and the vandalized bar crunches under the soles of his converse sneakers as he drags a chair across the floor, grappling with a pair of wire cutters. It's enough of a problem that his grip is clumsy, but his hands are also shaking; though the features of the mannequin hanging from a noose in front of the mural are blank and generic, the large letter "L" carved into its chest is a message that's difficult to miss.]
voice;
voice;
Granted, a sword wasn't the first thing that came to mind.
voice;
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