Log 53 [Voice]

[shooting_blanc]

Ahh... better.  This weak half-breed body feels so much better now.  I underestimated you...

[A long silence, finally broken by laughter.]

Yes... now is the time.  Fight.  This dimension must be linked to the home of the protodevelin.  Destroy.  Destroy everything. 

[More laughter, vicious and tinted with madness]

For the glory of Protoculture!

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[Voice] - yeah have some kitsune wrath idek

[icanhasafox.livejournal.com]

Wench?! Oh, you'll pay for that one. I'll take it out of your hide, you ungrateful little bastard!

[Voice] Here's hoping the other half can diffuse the situation. for his sake, and Michel's.

[shooting-blanc.livejournal.com]

[It sounds as if Michel is struggling... with himself. After a few moments of silence, his voice returns, using a smooth, diplomatic tone.]

Now now... I appologize for my lesser half, dear girl~

[Laughter, obviously more at himself than anything else]

See, he's just a little... awkward around... pretty much everyone. He seems to have managed to get a foothold though... latching onto this whole "protodevelin" thing. Nasty creatures, and even the thought of them hits instinctive switches for this body.

[He sighs, drumming his fingers on the terminal]

Best to keep your distance for a while sweet-cheeks. I'll let you know when he's had his fun though.

So we can have a little of our own~

[The recording closes to a sharp, fearful cry, and the sound of Michel yelling to nobody in particular about "doing that again"]

[Voice]

[icanhasafox.livejournal.com]

Mmm, I'll hold you to that~