- twenty-two • audio, video

[militia]

I did it, Papa... I did it It's alright now... [ a pause. and then - high, unsteady giggles. ] H.. hahaha! See, see! It's not so hard, it's not so--

[ coughing. he feels sick. so sick, this can't be- ] Stop looking at me!!

[ smash, smash, smash. snap. splat.

the journal rolls over, showing the grisly sight for all to see. shuri's practically bathed in blood, head thrown back. his foot is slamming down again and again into the remains of his enemy's head.

The laughter is back. Hard, crazed, and desperate- But now, it's mixed with sobs. ]

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[Voice]

[acowardlyoak.livejournal.com]

[ unfortunately, mikage - your voice doesn't have the same ability to bring him out of hysteria that konatsu's does.

smash, smash, smash. ]

[Voice]

[fyulong]

[Now, Mikage can handle a lot of bad stuff. And he's promised himself to support Shuri with the serious issues when he can.

Right now? He can't. So the journal will be flung away and shut off now.

Sometimes it's just too much.]