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[pixistix]

[A slew of curses that may or may not actually make any sense is met with the sound of the communicator clattering to the ground and the sound of glass shattering. White static follows before Kaye can be seen in jeans and a shirt. The view is a great one from the floor looking up at her.

She shakes out her hand with a frown.]

Right, post once a week, I got it. Stupid piece of shit.

[Foot meets the comm and the thing goes sliding under a chair, giving a terrific view of it's underside. There's a creaking as she seems to have flopped down on the chair.]

Where's a girl gotta go to get some answers around here?

[Finally, there's a loud beep before the comm shuts off completely.]

Comments

[piskiestix.livejournal.com]

No. You just aren't someone who can tell me what I need to know.

[kan_chyan]

And how do you know that? You don't even know what it is you need.

[piskiestix.livejournal.com]

I could be hearing it from someone else you know.

[kan_chyan]

You could be hearing anything, dosn't mean it's what you need, or what you're really looking for.

[piskiestix.livejournal.com]

True, but that's true about everything.

[kan_chyan]

Fine then. I'll keep what I know to myself.

[piskiestix.livejournal.com]

If you want to tell me what you know then I'm all ears.

[kan_chyan]

Miscellaneous information would be annoying to tell you though. And you have no real questions.

[piskiestix.livejournal.com]

Then I guess we're at a stalemate.