4th Match [Voice]
[There's a grumble. Crabby Seifer is not a happy camper. But his voice isn't very loud over the whispering wind and the patter of snow landing on his comm.]
Ugh... freakin' chose the best night to go walking in this crap.
How'd I end up at the hospital anyway?
[Trudge, trudge, trudge. He's gotta get through this stuff somehow...]
Yo, guys at Gohl... you all doing okay?
Ugh... freakin' chose the best night to go walking in this crap.
How'd I end up at the hospital anyway?
[Trudge, trudge, trudge. He's gotta get through this stuff somehow...]
Yo, guys at Gohl... you all doing okay?
~♥~
[Said mockingly, but he laughs.]
Just... let me find the place first.
~*♥*~*♥*~*♥*~
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[He's so totally lost.]
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[Aka: shut up, pipsqueak.]
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THE CREEPY VOICE! ]
You shouldn't judge anyone by appearances, Seifer...
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[Way to creep him out.]
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Don't go and get lost, Hatless! Prydain'll be reeeaaaaaally mad if you do!
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[ Oh this is FAR too amusing~ ]
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You have hat hair!