voicemail.

[coastal]

[Following the "record your voicemail at the beep" message--]

What? Who gave you the right to order me around? -- W-Wait, was that the beep?

I wasn't prepared--!! [a whispered hiss:] How do you get this thing to stop-?!

[Beep!

You know the drill! IC Inbox for voice/video/action threads for whatever occasion.]

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[newtimes]

( But, oh, he was going somewhere with all of this and he slows down his step some, )

But some things never change. Like the foods people eat. ( Those sweet, heavy loaves of cake, for example. ) This cake... it was popular where we worked.

( In the ports of Nagasaki where Ryoma's fleet was. )

[coastal]

[Don't slow your step, Mutsu?! They're almost to Lili's work... but regardless she's glancing back at him - even if she's not necessarily going to slow her roll because she doesn't like being late for work. But then it all clicks together and she looks back between the castella and him. Castella. Him.

A pause.]

Mm, no wonder it's precious to you then.

[Distantly, she thinks back to the incident with Mutsu and Kashuu and the strawberry cake--

People's favorites really are indicative of bigger pictures, aren't they?]