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[tickingheart]

[The robot had been oddly quiet for a few days, even avoiding his family as much as possible during the Thanksgiving dinner. But now the phone in his room was knocked off the hook, and if you're listening carefully, you can hear him muttering to himself. There's something off about the words, slow and buzzing.]

Shouldn't have listen...ed to her... liar... don't hurt me again, no... one hurts me again... can't trust... them.... should have remembered that...



[Family members are free to notice that he has claimed possession of the house's sharpest kitchen knife, and a tool box. The knife was used to cut open the covering on his right arm, and the tools are being used in an attempt to one-handedly install a gun there.]

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[electrowhipit]

[ hello, just passing through- but might have heard something through the door, if not him talking then certainly the sounds of repair.

Knock knock-! ]

Hey, you okay in there?

[tickingheart]

Go... away.

[electrowhipit]

[ if anything, Jolt knows that usually means he's not okay, so opening the door-! ]

[tickingheart]

[Your not!son is sitting there on the floor, his right forearm laid open, working on fitting a gun in there. The weapon looks like it's made to fit inside his arm, but he's having problems installing it using only one hand. There's something wrong with him too, his movements slow and fumbling.]

[electrowhipit]

Whoa, whoa! What the frag do you think you're doing?

[lafillebleue.livejournal.com]

[Aoko hears . . . and twitches. And frets.]

[tickingheart]

[The robot doesn't respond. At some point in the future though, they are going to have to meet up.]

[lafillebleue.livejournal.com]

[Aoko doesn't say anything either. But still she hesitates to put down the phone. Meanwhile, yes, they will. It's only fate.]

[tickingheart]

[It takes a while, but he realizes the phone is off the hook. He picks it up, then realizes there's someone on the other end.]

Hello?

[lafillebleue.livejournal.com]

[There's a small noise, as though the person on the other end has been startled, and the line clicks.]

[Robo may or may not recognize the noise's voice.]

[kaitopants.livejournal.com]

[... he shouldn't be responding. But he does, anyway]

... what are you doing?

[tickingheart]

Nothing.

[kaitopants.livejournal.com]

You're a bad liar.

[tickingheart]

's nothing that concerns you.

[His speech is slow, and slightly slurred.]

[kaitopants.livejournal.com]

You sound drunk. I'd think you were if I didn't know any better.

[tea-sipping.livejournal.com]

Kuro ... Kuroba-kun! Are you all right?

also, my AIM connects to the internet somehow even when my computer is off...

[tickingheart]

[He searches through his memory banks. Who is this? ... oh. Hakuba has been here for a while.]

Some 'tective you are. Can't even tell what's wrong.

[His words are slightly slurred, with odd pauses.]

8]

[tea-sipping.livejournal.com]

[ Saguru is taken aback by the slurred words where Kaito has always been sharp and clear. ]

... What have you been doing, Kuroba?

[tickingheart]

N'thing.

[A pause]

I'm tired.

[tea-sipping.livejournal.com]

Tch. Who hurt you? Who can't you trust? What should you have remembered?

[bustydefense.livejournal.com]

What's wrong?

[tickingheart]

Nothing.

[bustydefense.livejournal.com]

I don't believe that.

[tickingheart]

No one said you had to.

[bustydefense.livejournal.com]

Then tell me what's wrong.