四十三 (Accidental Voice Post, Japanese)

[onikui_tengu]

[The transmission cuts in to the sound of shifting fabric and a lone pair of footsteps hitting along the asphalt. It must have turned on in one of his jacket pockets by accident.

Out patrolling the streets, there isn't much else to be heard past the occassional breeze or the distant howl of one of the wild wolves.

Suddenly, he stops. His breath hitches, and his fist comes slamming down against the side of an abandoned building with an audible WHUMP.

After a few seconds, a bit of crumbling rock can be heard falling to the ground, and the walk continues on until the feed times out.]

Comments

[pissedkitty.livejournal.com]

[bringsthesake.livejournal.com]

Haruka-san...? [What was that sound D:]

[dreamgranter]

Taking matters in your hands, Haruka-kun?

[sequencevampire.livejournal.com]

[voice]

[shockinglycool.livejournal.com]

[He's known certain hobos way too long to mistake that sound. For the record he sounds like he's been sick to death. But also bored as hell.]

What did that buildin' ever do to you?

[kan_chyan]

Haruka...?

[prodigal-axe.livejournal.com]

[Well damn, isn't that a familiar sound? And considering how things are right now...]

Tch. I'd join you with that, if I could.