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[He's been wandering, exploring the new town he's found himself in. He even gave in and read the shitty pamphlets, though that took him a while, puzzling out the words with all the grace of someone who's never formally sat in a classroom.
It's pretty apparent Mukuro-sama's not here, and neither is anyone else from Kokuyou. (And at the moment he'd almost be grateful to see MM. Almost.) But something -has- started to annoy him, aside from the grand clusterfuck of being here.]
How the FUCK do I turn this fucking music off?!
[His greeting to the communicator is loud, snarled, and complete with fangs bared at the screen in irritation. He pulls back a little - he knows how to use devices like this, at least - and he continues with a sour expression.]
It's like a fucking fly in my ear and it's killing my head! How the fuck does anyone deal with it?!
It's pretty apparent Mukuro-sama's not here, and neither is anyone else from Kokuyou. (And at the moment he'd almost be grateful to see MM. Almost.) But something -has- started to annoy him, aside from the grand clusterfuck of being here.]
How the FUCK do I turn this fucking music off?!
[His greeting to the communicator is loud, snarled, and complete with fangs bared at the screen in irritation. He pulls back a little - he knows how to use devices like this, at least - and he continues with a sour expression.]
It's like a fucking fly in my ear and it's killing my head! How the fuck does anyone deal with it?!
