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[rdmcatpaw]

[As the recording starts, there's the sound of a pen scraping across paper, scribbling something out as the Mithra mumbles to herself.]

Hn, that's not a good example. They wouldn't know what that meant...

[There's a sigh as she puts the items down and grabs for her communicator, although she's quiet for a moment.]

Um... Kevas, Cyrus, Castiel... Reno, Veld... Gre--.

[She starts to say another name but stops herself and takes a deep breath.]

Just let me know when all of you are free, alright? I'd... like to request your audience sometime in the future.

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[alittlegreedy.livejournal.com]

[FFFF if any of his siblings heard this conversation..]

Right, so. Put my mind at ease, will you?

gah that icon!

[rdmcatpaw.livejournal.com]

I... rather not talk about it over these. I'm sorry.

/LOOMS

[alittlegreedy.livejournal.com]

Don't be. Tell me about it in person sometime, then.

/cowers

[rdmcatpaw.livejournal.com]

Ah...

[She pauses again, debating, just like she did with her post.]

Well... I could explain if you... meet with the others. I mean, if you want to. If not, I could arrange a different time.

[alittlegreedy.livejournal.com]

["Others". Castiel, Veld, Cyrus, Reno... Kevas. All of whom she presumably cares for; so getting into a quarrel with the last, at least in front of her, is out of the question.]

A different time.

[rdmcatpaw.livejournal.com]

Alright, thank you.

[alittlegreedy.livejournal.com]

[wait doesn't know why he's being thanked]

... No prob.

[rdmcatpaw.livejournal.com]

[A little bit of a habit and a bit of being patient with her.]

I'll contact you when the time comes.

[alittlegreedy.livejournal.com]

Sure.