09 - text

[wayhot]

[She had tried to contact Gamagori earlier to talk, but oddly enough, there had been no response, and no voicemail, even. Then checking things, only to find that his name is no longer on the network... well. It doesn't take a lot to put two and two together. She'll stick with text for this post.]

For those of you who knew him, Nonah ambassador Ira Gamagori has gone home.

That's all.

Comments

[debauchewy]

how sour.

[He had his own goals, just as you did and do.]

[Also he's noticing some difference now in how Chrollo is typing to him. He's become accustomed to the borrowing his his hearts. He's not done it once yet.]

[cephalothorax]

Is it? Or did you mean me?

[debauchewy]

u, yes.

[cephalothorax]

Sour... or thoughtful. One or the other, I suppose.

[debauchewy]

i c.

[And is.]

[Aware of what he could be thoughtful of, but instead of asking because heee doesn't want to talk about it, he'll ignore it.]

nvm then.

[cephalothorax]

[a mature choice to be sure!]

Of course.

[debauchewy]

[Uuugghhh what

a sour mood he's in now.]

[Chrollo won't be getting another response.]