It's one of those nights.

Amusing how a short trip and back calmed my nerves and already things are settling in just like before.

Ah...all levels of L.O.V.E. are hiring, for anyone who might need work. You're welcome to contact me or my associate, Envy. though we won't hire just anyone.

I'm not some easily led-astray jerkoff.

I got a new movie. I need to watch it. It claims to be as similar to a snuff film as legal. We'll see if it lives up to being that amazing.

-Faintly, one can hear the sounds of traffic outside, followed by Suzaku's voice. His voice is pleasant enough to listen to, but there's a sort of tired edge to his voice, as if he needs sleep...or a good drink-

Well...today was thoroughly disappointing...I thought a walk might help, but that did little more...than...exacerbate

-he coughs here, taking a moment to catch his breath, words coming in and out with a sudden burst of wind-

-make it worse...then I was there. Almost back...

-He pauses here, panting softly-

the street lights are too..fucking... bright...Perhaps I should sit down for a moment...

Yes...I'm almost home, then I can-

-his voice cuts out all of a sudden and the phone clatters loudly on the ground before going dead-


[[ooc: He passed out on the sidewalk D: Any posts made will go to his voice mail and be posted as per norm and he might answer them later, if he can~]]

I don't give a fuck what happened as long as Murugu is safe.

Policemen. Tell me she is safe.

I'm going to be taking a personal vacation for myself. I know I just arrived home not a day or so ago I think..., but it seems I've agreed to a rather...unique proposal. Arrangments have been made for Murugu...

But I wonder if any of you would be willing to keep an eye on a rather unique bird in the case that something comes up and my inept secretary fails to do her job to perfection. Murugu requires constant care, and someone who can put movies on for her to watch or change the batteries on her personal radio.

So...any takers?

And just as one game draws to a close another begins. I rather like this cycle though, it never stays boring for very long.

It has been some time since I have seen you...Mister E.

I suppose I should get back to attempting to learn German. Damnable language.

( Private to Envy|Utterly unhackable )

I'm going to fucking murder you.

Hm...

I've been so busy recently. I suppose that's what happens when you buy such a big corporation. The time after the initial acquisition is spent caring for old employees and correcting the last owner's fuck-ups.

But...It was quite a steal and should prove to be quite lucrative. I'll simply have to employ someone to help me in overseeing such a venture. And I have just the right idea as to whom.

I trust you who are already employed to the Lair of Various Entertainments will treat your new President kindly.

Mmm...this song. I like it. It's cute.

An apple pie,
A bright blue sky,
A breezy meadow in July..
An ice cream bar,
A shooting star,
The sound of a steel guitar..

I love the sound of rain,
Wearing a hat and cane,
Tiffany window panes lovely to see..
Frost on a windowsill,
The feel of a dollar bill.
Vacations in Brazil feel me with glee..
These are all the little things that make me smile,
This is all the stuff that makes life worthwhile.
Everybody knows the holocaust was a lie,
So let's sing about the things we like and don't be shy..

A strip of lace,
A pretty face,
Eugenics really makes the case.
Counting sheeps in froggy leaps,
Touching Harold inappropriately while he sleeps..

I love the feel of grain,
The screams of a man in pain.
Blood coming down like rain showering me.
That everlasting thrill during the final kill,
Body dumped in a landfill, got off scott free!

These are all the little things that make me smile,
This is all the stuff that makes life worthwhile..
One day I will eat your brain and it'll be great,
So let's sing about the things we like and meet your fate..!

( Private to Envy|Unhackable )

Sometimes, I would like to get through a weekend without my assistant contacting me.

Waking up to a shrill gaijin voice attempting a formal hello is painful. I did not need to hear her squeaking out "Suzaku-sama!" in a voice that would have made a turkey sound melodic.

It seems my father will not be returning for another week or so. Not that I should expect any less from him.

Nothing new of interest around here? Bombings? Monsters? Rocks fall all of you die?

I want a new movie. Or something to do. I've been stuck in board meetings all day for my dad, and right now, almost nothing sounds better than takeout and a good scary movie.

I'll think I'll play tourist tomorrow and call in sick to work. Let them scramble around like ants for a little while.

Hotels have superior coffee. And alcohol. Hopefully my things are still safe. But either way I've been buying new horror movies.

...It has also come to my attention as of last night that I need to learn German.

If Mister E shows up tonight we'll have a regular filmfest. I got a few of the recent soon-to-be-classics.

Saw III, The Descent, Hostel...

There's nothing like the sound of a woman screaming in agony as a blowtorch is run through her eyesocket...

Maybe even a few Japanese Classics. Hm. We'll see.

I need to look for a new apartment soon though.



[[ooc: strikes totally visible]]

Whoever did that will pay.

While I can appreciate a good joke, I do not like being called at work and told that the residence I've grown accustomed too has been blown the fuck up. Luckily someone heard Murugu screaming and thought it was a woman, busted in and saved her.

Thanks, to whichever pig Cop did that. Murugu would thank you herself, but the poor dear's stuck in a new cage and sleeping off the poor trauma.

...A hotel sounds...uninteresting. I want my movies back. And my apartment. Intact. The fifteenth level is okay...right?


[[ooc: strike unhackable to police]]

A new box of movies came in yesterday, a gift from my father while he's on a business trip to Thailand.

He always manages to send me the most interesting things. And while he's away his Assistant kindly helps me as I oversee a portion of the Company for him. That's always quite enjoyable, at least to me. She doesn't seem to think so. Oh well. It's nice balancing school with a healthy sum of paycheck for doing very little, especially with Father gone.

I would comment on all of these tragedies, if I knew more. Or cared.

Well...I've arrived here, if nothing else. Most of my belongings seem to have made it peacefully, so that would be a bonus, if it wasn't how it was supposed to be. I still have no idea why my Father felt it would be best to collect an apartment for myself here...barring that it is rather close to his work and the university.

Not that there is much time left in this semester.

What was that commotion yesterday? Several of the board members got up and walked out right then and there to see what was going on!

My...I hope no one was hurt.

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