fifth breath ✧ voice / action

[musubi]

[Isamu steps out of his apartment this afternoon with a lollipop in his mouth and immediately checks to see if anyone else is in the area before sliding a wrapped package containing a small number of the same treats under the door to Naoki's (with some difficulty). There, see? You couldn't say he didn't care about his friends.

He pulls out his notebook as he's headed out the door from community building 7. It's time he checked up on a certain someone. Sadly, he'd forgotten to get Raphael's name...]

Oi. So I'm looking for a giant talking turtle guy.

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[i_speak_softly]

[That phrase, "giant talking turtle guy", rises through the general chatter of the journals, and flicks this turtle guy's consciousness.]

A particular giant talking turtle? Or will any one do?

[causeblocked.livejournal.com]

Uh... [Not the same voice. ...He should have expected something like this.]

There's more than one of you?

[i_speak_softly]

The current count of giant turtles in Luceti is three. Who can I take a message for?

[causeblocked.livejournal.com]

[Well three is easier to deal with than fifty.]

The one with the red bandanna and arachnophobia? I wanted to check up on a dare.

[i_speak_softly]

[... Well, that narrows it down. Also makes him curious.] Who should I say is calling?

[causeblocked.livejournal.com]

His pet's namesake. [A grin.] That is, if he's even keeping the thing like he said he would.

[i_speak_softly]

[Very pleasantly:] One moment, please.

[Somewhat less pleasantly:] Raph! Raph, did you sneak a pet into the house?

[meanandgreen.livejournal.com]

[From somewhere in the other room:] What the hell're you talkin' about?

[i_speak_softly]

Someone seems to think you adopted a pet and named it after him! You're not hiding an animal in there, are you?

[meanandgreen.livejournal.com]

No!

Wait...

[He guesses he should at least be in the same room to yell at you properly.] You mean the spider?

[i_speak_softly]

[He lowers his volume accordingly when Raph appears in the doorway.] No, not a spider. Some kind of pet.

[meanandgreen.livejournal.com]

There is no pet, Don.

((Sorry Isamu, they'll quit bickering eventually. If you want to jump in again and end it, go for it |D ))

[causeblocked.livejournal.com]

[No, no. Isamu is enjoying this. He's currently leaning up against the building shaking with mirth and with a hand over his mouth to keep from laughing out loud.]

[i_speak_softly]

That's interesting. Because someone is asking for the Turtle with arachnophobia, and you're thinking about spiders. If I didn't know for a fact that you were not keeping anything with more than four legs in your room, I would really be wondering what's going on.

[meanandgreen.livejournal.com]

Arachno- I don't got arachnophobia! Who were you talkin' to?

[i_speak_softly]

I don't know; he wouldn't give me his name. Are you going to talk to him or not?

[meanandgreen.livejournal.com]

Talk to him? Where is he?

[i_speak_softly]

He's hiding in the closet. ... The journal, Raph.

[meanandgreen.livejournal.com]

Oh ha-ha. How am I supposed to know?

What if I don't want to talk to him?

[Voice]

[denyingreasons.livejournal.com]

[Aw, he really does care. A little while later, Naoki's voice comes through, sounding pleased.]

Hey, did you get these for me, Isamu?

[i_speak_softly]

Where did you think he was?

Well, then I guess I'll just have to talk to him.

I'm sorry, the Scarlet Arachnophobe cannot come to the journal right now. May I assist you in his place?

[meanandgreen.livejournal.com]

Hey! No, I'll do it! [There's sounds of Raph trying to tear the journal out of his brother's hands.]

[Voice]

[causeblocked.livejournal.com]

Get you what? [Innocent.]

Musta been a rogue pixie or something.

[i_speak_softly]

Hey! Don't break it!

[It would probably just repair itself anyway.]

[Yelling to the stolen journal:] Please hold, I'm transferring you now! Your call may be monitored for quality control purposes!

[meanandgreen.livejournal.com]

Shut up. [There's a sharp sound of Don getting a slap to the back of the head before Raph speaks again, this time into the journal.]

Hey, whaddya want?