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[encoder]

"Use this"? How am I supposed to use this piece of trash...?

[groangroangroan whiiine. the kid looks displeased, as do 90% of the people who first arrive here. he taps the red light with a gloved finger, continues to glare into its camera.]

... Right. So there's obviously peopl—

[he breaks off mid-sentence, eyebrows furrowing. turning, the camera swivels with him to catch sight of a department store and then his apparent cause for alarm*. but mental berating aside for not noticing the thing before it's literally within meters of him, yukio smiles. glances at the camera and tucks it into a coat pocket. enjoy the view of darkness for a while. calmly:]

Invaders must die.

[nope. she continues to move strangely, her crying more audible, it's as if it's she that's yet to notice him.]

What the hell.. I said, 'invaders must die'!

[a thud. the scraping of claws against broken cement, yukio taking a few faltering steps backward.]

INVADERS MUST D—

[WHAM. the recording ends.]

Comments

[liquidate]

I can't do that right now, idiot, my powers are suppressed.

[encoder]

Then get back to me when they are, and we can discuss matters further.

[liquidate]

That sounds like a good plan, I guess, but don't get all butt-hurt if I get bored of waiting~

[encoder]

Believe me, I won't.