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[assalto]

[ Pretend this is ludicrously loud. Like seriously. Fucking loud. For a chain-smoker, the guy has a m a z i n g lungs. ]

TEEEEEEEEENTH!

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[not_mafia]

[Holy hell his EARS.]

J-jeez!! What the heck, Gokudera-kun?!

[radiantwingedone]

[ This is the returning sound of a journal being thrown across the room.

And the indignant squawking of some sort of bird that the journal barely missed. ]

There are other people who do not wish to lose their hearing. [ Quiet, because Duke hasn't gone over to his journal after that reaction of dear god that was loud. ]

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[not_mafia]

[....wait]

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[not_mafia]

[............ is it really....?]

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[not_mafia]

G...gokudera...-kun?

[assalto]

TENTH!

Where are you, Tenth?! I'll go—[ CRASH ] ow! Oh, fuck me! That hurt!

[assalto]

Then don't interrupt, old man!

[radiantwingedone]

Is it an interruption when it has been shouted for the castle to hear? Seems as if that would be an interruption to all else.

[not_mafia]

H-hey, just slow down for a moment!!

[WOW OKAY VERY MIXED FEELINGS ABOUT THIS...]

Just tell me where you are and I'll come to you, alright?

[assalto]

…No idea. I'm in a room.

[ Said from somewhere in the vicinity of the floor. A little far from the still on the bed journal. ]

[assalto]

Are you the Tenth? No. You're interrupting.

[not_mafia]

Go to the door and look at it from the hallway. There should be a number on it.

[Already on his way, journal in hand.]

[radiantwingedone]

[ And this is why Duke doesn't pick verbal fights often. He's not good at being an ass with words.

He wishes he knew how to send magic through the journal. ]

And what of the interruption your words caused? Unless the world from which you hail holds no delicate work at all...

[assalto]

Right now!

[ And he will drag his aching, broken body out the door because the Tenth told him to. ]

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[assalto]

Again. You're interrupting. Fuck off.

[not_mafia]

Okay! I'll be there soon!

[Then he notices something, stiffens, and quickly writes down a filter.]

[Gokudera-kun]

And stop calling me that over the journal! I'll tell you why when I get there.

[assalto]

[ not filtered because lol no idea how to do that yet ]

Yes, T—. [ Cannot call Tenth "Tenth." What even call. ] Uh. Okay.

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[not_mafia]

[GOKUDERA PLEASE HE HAS A NAME...

annnnd once he gets up to the corresponding floor and the elevator opens, he walks out, looking for his friend.]

Hey, Gokudera-kun!

[assalto]

[ NO ]

Tenth!

[ He scrambles to get up. This would go much easier if he wasn't hurting, covered in bandages and wearing the most atrocious looking hospital garments ever. ]

[radiantwingedone]

[ He will assume that was swearing in attempt to make him go away.

That is why there is a somewhat messy... Math problem? Scrawled on the page in reply.

Touch the page. Please. He hopes the formula will make your hair stand on end. ]

[not_mafia]

--Wh-what the heck?!

[IMMEDIATELY RUNNING OVER TO!]

Gokudera-kun, what happened to you?!

[assalto]

I'm fine, Tenth! [ BANADAGES ARE THE IN LOOK NBD ] Your right hand man will not be held back!

[ No sooner are the words out of his mouth that his right hand actually pops off at the wrist like an ejectable Marie Antoinette's head and dashes into the room. ]

AH!

[assalto]

[ Thing is he doesn't need to touch to see. ]

The hell—

[not_mafia]

Heeeeeeee!

[WHAT IN THE]

What... just...

[Tsuna is very torn between going after that hand and not. His legs don't seem to be cooperating either way.]

[radiantwingedone]

[ Well, he's going to stop 'interrupting' anyway. So much for hoping the page would get touched while he was paying attention to this page, because he's shutting the journal now. ]