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[ It had taken Tsuna awhile to figure out the communicator, and even longer to understand that he wasn't in that machine that Shouichi made. After a round of anti-"I'm having a dream" moments, he decided to take a look outside, after making sure that he was securely wrapped in sheets and a blanket, only to see the damage surrounding the island. Suddenly, he turns on the communicator, looking as angry and a pint sized mafia boss in a sheet toga can look... ]
Which one of you did this? I know some of you are here, so there isn't a point in hiding.
[ The feed cuts after a mumble of "This is coming out of someone's paycheck..." ]
Which one of you did this? I know some of you are here, so there isn't a point in hiding.
[ The feed cuts after a mumble of "This is coming out of someone's paycheck..." ]
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At least I don't have to wear a stuffy suit all the time here.
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[ He pauses by the door, hand resting on the knob in preparation of opening it. ]
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Oh, but I always listen, Tsunayoshi.
[ --and he just slid out of your room like the Mist he is: quickly and silently. Always has to have the last word, he does. ]