[Back dated a week because I just got the mod's approval :| also VOICE POST]

[clockmaster]

[ooc: Hakuba is still on the hospital, his parents are driving him crazy. The three of them can reply to the people who comment here, have fun with Saguru's meanie mommy.]

[There's a soft click and low voices fighting in the background. One of them is feminine and even if she seems calm, there is a dangerous tone in her voice that reflects how pissed she is. The other voice is from a man, less aggressive and far away more cheerful than the woman's but he sounds tense as well.

Something along the lines of 'he's not dying, why did I have to come here, I have work to do in London' is heard before a heavy sigh comes from another voice, Hakuba's, once and the mic cuts off.]

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[Voice~]

[clockmaster.livejournal.com]

Wha...?

Oh. No, I didn't.

[stripping.livejournal.com]

At least it's another confirmation that you're well enough to talk. That's something.

[clockmaster.livejournal.com]

Yes. I wish I was well enough to leave though.

[stripping.livejournal.com]

You'll recover. Don't worry.

[clockmaster.livejournal.com]

Yes, that's a relief, of course. Thanks you or the present, Issei.

[stripping.livejournal.com]

Anything to help, Hakuba.

[clockmaster.livejournal.com]

You are a good photograph.

[stripping.livejournal.com]

Only some of the pictures were taken by me, though. But I'm glad you liked it nonetheless.

[clockmaster.livejournal.com]

But all of them were nice, and you took the time to organize them for me.

[stripping.livejournal.com]

I enjoyed doing it because it was for you, so there's no need for thanks.

[clockmaster.livejournal.com]

Maybe we will have another opportunity to go the the beach once I'm full recovered.

[stripping.livejournal.com]

I would enjoy that.

[clockmaster.livejournal.com]

Me too.

[stripping.livejournal.com]

Then it's decided upon.