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[hellrisen02]

"Yo! I seem to have my hands full at the moment, so shoot me a message and I'll get back to ya. Later~."
[functions; voice, text, video, file upload.]

Comments

[d33tached]

Are you implying that I might somehow become one of these "gods of death"?

[Surely that can't be right - Dammit, Shinigami, why do you always have to be so confusing? Just when D33 feels that he's beginning to understand something about you, you take another turn.]

[hellrisen02]

Nah. If you'd been one already, you'd know it.

I don't think it works that way. Although I've met some who did, actually, become Shinigami after they died.

[d33tached]

[There's a significant pause between messages. Eventually:]

Would such be your case, Shinigami?

[That is to say:]

Have you died before?

[hellrisen02]

[Speaking of long pauses...]





No.

[It was never him.]

[d33tached]

You hesitated.

Why?

[hellrisen02]

[AVOID AVOID]

Believe it or not, Deedee, I'm in the middle of things that don't involve you.

[d33tached]

I don't believe you.

[Everything is about meedee.

[Normally he might have a little more to say about it (or at the very least he'd try to be a little more implicit about the whole thing), but, again, he's tired.
And also just about done with Duo's bullshit (always).]

[hellrisen02]

You never do anyway.

[Transmitted to Dee is a ciphered file of text- not a lot of it, but a paragraph or so. Good luck puzzling it out.]

For you to chew on, Mr. No One Else Has A Life.

[d33tached]

[Ooh, look! A bone!]

Very well.