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[solipsistically]

You've reached Number Five. Leave a message or don't. I don't care.

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[imprudency]

I'm down to tango now.

[ But when isn't Klaus ready for a good time? His blood's boiling and something dark has taken root deep in his chest. It's rare, really, that this family has to deal with anything other than the casual pressures of an apocalypse, but once something gets personal?

Well, well, well. Klaus sighs, his voice lilting ever so slightly, like he's positively bored with the conversation, even though there's something intensely focused behind his eyes. ]

Unless you think the timeliness is too suspish. Discretion usually isn't my forte, but I think we both know what we're up against. What Big Brother doesn't know wont hurt him.

[solipsistically]

[ He shrugs a little. ]

So long as we don't get caught. If the old man was good at anything, it was teaching us how to get rid of evidence when the situation calls for it. Give me a few minutes, I'll jump over and then we'll go.

[imprudency]

Please, like getting caught is even on the table. That's the only good thing the old bastard taught us.

[ He snorts. ] See you in a jif.

[solipsistically]

Tell me about it. See you soon.