17 Souls [Accidental Voice Post]

[soul_dissonance]

Nngh... Keh!

RAAAAAARGH! [The sound of steal hitting a hard surface, like a large chunk of stone or asphalt suddenly rings out. The blade of his scythe rings from the impact.]

... [Huff, huff]

Dammit!

How long am I going to be stuck here sitting on my ass waiting for backup!? I'm not stupid enough to kamikaze into this, but I am getting pretty pissed off by this piece of crap!

Death Scythe, Doc, if I'm counting on you two to move your sorry asses then do it! If you don't, then I'll be tempted to kill you before he ever gets that chance!

[[ooc Frustrated Soul is frustrated. Nightmare, y u do dis? Oh, and no buildings were harmed in the making of this post. Promise.]]

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[Voice]

[nothisgirl.livejournal.com]

[Exhales a little laugh.]

It's been a yelling and punching things kinda night.

And as an expert worrier, I think you are. I'm okay-- Jackie's here and...it'll all be better tomorrow. I hope. Are you somewhere safe?

[Voice]

[nummeh-souls.livejournal.com]

Heh. Then I guess it's been my kind of night.

Aah? An expert? Man, now I'm really starting to look stupid. [He says in a tone a smidgen lighter than the rest.]

That's good... I was starting to get worried. And there are plenty of tomorrows, Jenny. One of them has to be better, right? So let's place our bet on the closest one. I know I will.

Yeah. I'm right by the high school, and I need to get the clinic to get a bandage for my hand. It started to bleed a little after I decided to be a genius and punch it against the asphalt. Well... I guess it made me feel worse for it than better.

[Voice]

[nothisgirl.livejournal.com]

I've really gotten to hone my worrying skills here.

That's...a really beautiful thought, Soul. You're right- we have to stay positive.

I hope you've learned your lesson: punch softer things, doofus. Make sure it gets cleaned out-- if you lose a hand to infection, I'm just gonna tell you it was your own fault.

[Voice]

[nummeh-souls.livejournal.com]

No surprise there, I guess.

...Thanks. Usually I don't wax poetic like this. Never in the right mindset. But... I think that's something I'm straining to do right now, Jenny. To stay positive. I'm... really counting on that tomorrow.

Hn. Maybe for today. It's any small wonder that I didn't end up breaking one of my knuckles. ...I guess I know how to take it easy on myself after all.

Aah. I will. I've kind of grown attached to this hand. It's been with me all my life, you know? I can't say that I'm eager to lose it over something stupid and uncool like an infection.