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[mydeardectetive.livejournal.com]

Jill, what the fuck, how do you work this thing? What do you mean look at the screen?! Yeah I know how to use ah computer. What?

So, yeah, I'm looking for this guy. You scanned that picture yet? Jill, c'mon!


This guy:


Anybody seen him?

Dammit, this was your idea! What do you mean, be polite?! I'm bein' plenty-- Wait, Jill!

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Comments

[mydeardectetive.livejournal.com]

Not at the moment, princess. Forty's gunna half to do.

[sunao-punch.livejournal.com]

Hm... Fine. But I want the money first. You'll owe me more later.

[mydeardectetive.livejournal.com]

Right. Whatever, kid. How'm I supposed to get it to yah, anyway?

[sunao-punch.livejournal.com]

Ask someone to worldhop the money to me.

[mydeardectetive.livejournal.com]

What the hell is a world hop?

[sunao-punch.livejournal.com]

People are able to go to other worlds! It's pretty cool.

[mydeardectetive.livejournal.com]

Kid, you on something?

[sunao-punch.livejournal.com]

I'm on the computer right now, and I'm on a chair. Tonight I'll probably be on Yoru. Why?

[mydeardectetive.livejournal.com]

What the fuck?! Kid, keep your private life to yourself!

I meant drugs, you nut job!

[sunao-punch.livejournal.com]

You asked.

Oh! Yoru says drugs aren't good for me, so I've never tried them.

[mydeardectetive.livejournal.com]

If you were on drugs, not 'bout your nights! Fucking hell!

Damn, kid. You do whatever this Yoru guy tells yah?