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sixth breath ✧ voice / action

[The journal falls open with a thud, and the sound of crackling can be heard, soon followed by the roar of a vacuum cleaner. Something seems off about the sound, though, as if the machine is spazzing out, bumping around like no vacuum cleaner is meant to do. Isamu's cursing is drowned out by it at first, but he eventually makes his way closer to the journal.]

--hardly touched... All right fine, you know what? I don't like you either!

[The scream that follows is short ~~and definitely not girly sounding~~. The door to his apartment opens and he's quite literally chased out of it by the possessed device. This, dear people of Luceti, is why you don't attempt to practice electrical magic around electrical appliances, especially when said magic isn't really working properly for you.

Eventually, Isamu slams his foot down on the vacuum cleaner and it comes to a sputtering stop. It may be possible to hear him panting out in the hall.]

It's all good. I got this under control.

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Are you sure you are all right?

And by the way, I want to thank you for your help. I got settled in just fine.

... Maa maaaah.

Tsinku, you really shouldn't let your temper get the best of you.

[Sighing and snatching up the journal now.]

Yeah, yeah. You're welcome. And I'm okay.

[Siiiiigh.]

I think we've had a falling out.

I dunno, he took it easy on you.

Another guy pissed him off and was struck by lightning.

Well. Mighta helped that I'm inside. [He gives the vacuum another kick, but it doesn't sputter again. It might not even work anymore, but he drags it back in anyway.]

I got nothin' now, though. He won't listen to me anymore. Though I'm not really sure what I said...

Good, I definitely would hate to see someone get hurt. You have been well, otherwise?

[He doesn't have to do more than guess. There's a low laugh.]

This is why I never practice indoors.

Pretty well, yeah. Keeping myself busy. You?

[Naoki is not laughing at you as he opens up his apartment door, Isamu. Really, he's not--that grin is nothing.]

You okay?

Heh. Fair advice.

Just trying to get used to this place. It's quite overwhelming after all.

Been talking to him long?

I guess it could be. Find a place to stay easy enough?

It doesn't matter. That asshole knows how to keep a grudge. [Despite the curse word, there's a hint of amused affection to it]

You'll have to do some serious sucking up before he comes around.

[You're lucky he missed that thought bubble because he's too busy brushing non-existent dirt off the front of his pants. Otherwise, you know, he might have scowled at you or something.]

It's cool, it's cool. I'm fine. Totally unharmed.

Little over a week, maybe. [He sighs.] Don't think we'll be getting any further, though.

If I bother. Don't know if I can work with someone I'm gonna have to keep apologizing to.

It wasn't hard at all. There were definitely plenty of rooms open in the community buildings, I even found one on the first floor so I don't have to go up and down the stairs so much.

[Oh no, a scowl, his only weakness. Naoki leans against his doorframe, grinning a bit to himself.]

Well, that's good. Ticked off Tsinku, huh.

There are plenty of other spirits to talk to.

I don't think even you can piss off Nala-chan.

Hehh.

That bad, huh?

You know, you really just need to tell them what they want to hear. It's the same for all of them.

Hey, good job. My idiot friend dragged me up to the fifth floor.

That's the healer one, right?

I don't think me and healing mix all that well.

I don't do sucking up. [Not well, anyway.]

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