twenty-first breath ✧ accidental voice/action

[musubi]

[There are certain things that are bound to wake a guy up in the middle of the night. Suddenly switching to the opposite sex is one of them.

The residents of house 43 may be woken by a very feminine scream from Isamu's room followed by a THUD as he falls out of bed and scurries toward the nearest mirror.

His journal is, unfortunately, knocked over in his haste.]

Fucking Malnosso, I'm gonna kill every goddamned one of you.

[Shame it's such an empty threat.]

((ooc: most replies will be made with musubifemme))

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[musubifemme.livejournal.com]

What the hell did it sound like I was?

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[denyingreasons.livejournal.com]

Well, you know--it could've been--uh--um...

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[ledbythewind]

I'm afraid both of us were half-asleep when you first screamed. We weren't exactly paying attention to the screaming itself, you know.

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[causeblocked.livejournal.com]

I said plenty after that!

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[denyingreasons.livejournal.com]

That's...well, I wasn't... [Paying attention. More worried about him than listening to what his voice sounded like. And right about here--



Pressing his lips together tightly. H-he wants to laugh.]

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[ledbythewind]

We were concerned that you might have been injured somehow.

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[musubifemme.livejournal.com]

[Ignoring Richard now. Staring at that speech bubble.

His voice? Ice. Cold.]

Naoki. Your thoughts are showing.

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[denyingreasons.livejournal.com]

[Blink.] What? My thou--...

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[ledbythewind]

... you as well, Naoki?

[Oh crap. Checking quickly to make sure that his thoughts aren't showing too... no, he seems to be safe for the moment.]

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[musubifemme.livejournal.com]

Yeah, such a great mix we have here.

Just try not to think much, Naoki. That shouldn't be too hard.

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[denyingreasons.livejournal.com]

I didn't need this to happen again...it was bad enough the first time. [Pause. Petulant look.] Shut up, Isamu.

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[ledbythewind]

Ah, Naoki...

[Richard is just... going to be pressing a hand over his mouth to keep from laughing because that was very much NOT the right thing to be thinking right about now.]

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[musubifemme.livejournal.com]

[It's a real shame those thoughts are true, Naoki. Isamu will now be glaring at you something fierce.]

Out. I'm gonna count to ten...

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[denyingreasons.livejournal.com]

Ah--I'm sorry, I, uh. No need to be hasty, Isamu.

[Lifting his hands slightly in an attempt at placation.]

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[ledbythewind]

Perhaps leaving Sir-

[Pause. That sounds weird.]

Miss-

[... no, that sounds even weirder.]

... Isamu alone would be the best idea for now.

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[musubifemme.livejournal.com]

One.

Richard, don't you dare start calling me 'miss'.

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[denyingreasons.livejournal.com]

[...snrk.]

M-maybe we should go, Richard.

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[ledbythewind]

[BUT 'SIR' SOUNDS STRANGE.]

Yes, maybe we should.

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[musubifemme.livejournal.com]

Two!

[Right. Get out, both of you. Isamu's just going to stand up and shoo you out.

Except. Change in height and center of balance. He stands up only to fall back on the edge of the bed. Well, you can see yourselves out while he gets over this.]

Three!

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[denyingreasons.livejournal.com]

[Staring for a moment at you, bff, as he shuffles back toward the door.

]

All right, we'll just be, uh...going now!

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[ledbythewind]

[Richard, on the other hand, is going to be taking a step closer to make sure he's all right.]

Isamu, are you--

[... oh god, Naoki, DO YOU REALIZE WHAT YOU ARE THINKING, ISAMU IS GOING TO KILL YOU.]

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[musubifemme.livejournal.com]

F---...

...

[Going to kill you, Naoki. Going to kill you dead.]

TEN.

[He's now chucking his pillows in your general direction.] GET OUT.

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[denyingreasons.livejournal.com]

[Pff that was a pillow hitting him in the face. Naoki flushes as he gets an inkling of what showed up in his thought bubble and--

Okay, okay, he's leaving.]

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[ledbythewind]

I'm terribly sorry about this, Isamu.

[Richard is going to be dodging a pillow and, hiding a smile behind his hand, will just be following Naoki on out now.]

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[musubifemme.livejournal.com]

Bastards. Both of you.

[He'll just sit here for a while. Not pouting.]