http://deadwhisperer.livejournal.com/ ([identity profile] deadwhisperer.livejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] accordancy2011-10-09 11:56 pm

Bounty: $001; DICTATED

[ Adel is taking a quick break from babysitting right now since Euri and Robin ARE SUPPOSED TO BE SLEEPING AT THIS SORT OF HOUR, stealing away to his own room where he's stashed Matthew. Which...means finding the nose Coil broke on his poor zombie ): He's inspecting him now but his grimoire's open so it'll catch their conversation~ ]

--Hehehe!

This is no laughing matter! Damnit, that asshole... He really broke it!

It's okay, it doesn't hurt. Patchman was just surprised.

Gaaah, and that's another thing! Don't go near him anymore okay? Since he's like me he might do something weird or try to study from you or something...

Study?

...Maybe. A-anyway, hold still. I'm gonna fix your nose...

[ Aaaand that's all that gets picked up before there a slight crunch followed b a slight laugh from Matt's end and a sigh from Adel's. ]

There! Good as new. Now there's just one thing... [ rummage rummage rummage-- ]

Oi!!! Coil! If you go near him again or lay a finger on Matt I'm gonna break you!! You hear me?? Totally, one-hundred percent in half! SNAP--like that! So you watch it!

Snap! Hehehe~

[ AND WITH A HUFF HE CROSSES HIS ARMS AND LEANS BACK FROM THE JOURNAL JUST...DARING COIL TO SAY SOMETHING. Even if he is mute. Fuckerrrrrrrrrrrrr ]

[ ooc; says dictated but the door to Adel's room is open and...everyone on his floor can probably hear him sdkjfgksgs Green is Matt and red is Adel ]

[identity profile] birdmetaphor.livejournal.com 2011-10-11 04:15 pm (UTC)(link)
[he holds his journal close and slides off the seat, walking over to Adel.]

You're tired already?

[tries to pat him on the head, if he can reach. there, there.]

[identity profile] birdmetaphor.livejournal.com 2011-10-11 04:31 pm (UTC)(link)
Why are you worried? I just met you today...

[no one ever worries about him. this is weird.]

[identity profile] birdmetaphor.livejournal.com 2011-10-11 04:40 pm (UTC)(link)
[he thinks about that for a while. ...it's never really occurred to him that someone would trust him completely like that for any reason. things must really be different here.

he tugs on Adel's sleeve.]
Sorry I made you worry. Let's go back.

[identity profile] birdmetaphor.livejournal.com 2011-10-11 04:43 pm (UTC)(link)
--Snacks first. [he still shies away from the headpats, but at least he doesn't look as distressed this time.] And then we go back.

She wants cookies, but I don't know what they look like.

[identity profile] birdmetaphor.livejournal.com 2011-10-11 04:46 pm (UTC)(link)
If she's like the little ones... she'll be asleep right now.

She can have them in the morning.

[identity profile] birdmetaphor.livejournal.com 2011-10-13 03:21 am (UTC)(link)
Okay. [he doesn't take his hand, but he'll cling onto the sleeve of his shirt.]