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[gandere]

[ Been a while since Rin herself has made a call, but in all honesty why would she when she can just ask (read: bully) others into speaking for her. That way she doesn't have to deal with a bunch of no-names hassling her for the answers of every little question, but today? Today should be a day for the people of Haven to celebrate and if not, well she tried and therefore no one could say she didn't. ]

Hey, so you remember Jennifer's call about the date nearly a week ago? She said it was February 8th then so you know that today is February 14th, which you know is a holiday in some countries in the world a lot of us are somewhat familiar with. How it's celebrated really isn't all that important, but it's a holiday designated for love--[ The word is spoken in the only form a tsundere can say it in. ]--so I was honestly expecting this thing here to buzz with a billion love confessions.

[ But enough about her poor love life. ]

As a sign of gratitude for reminding you of the holiday, I'd like to hear your opinions on Miss Beth Yao. A number of you have met her and have been told things about her, haven't you? Consider me curious as to your opinions on her. [ A rare, once in a lifetime opportunity for Rin to give a damn about someone's opinion. Grasp it while you can. ] Surely you have to have something in mind after all we've gone through, right? Well, let's hear it. I don't really have all day to sit around waiting on this stupid phone to entertain me, so be prompt with your replies.

[ For those who do know her, a new scar can be seen creeping out from her turtleneck sweater along her neck. She's done her best to cover it up by wearing this outfit of choice, but maybe she underestimates the phone's camera or just doesn't seem to care about it. ]

Comments

[neurallycorrupt]

[gives Rin a slightly confused look]

What, Misaka? You think Misaka would do a thing like that?

[then a grin suddenly spreads across her face like a knife slice]

You know, whether or not that was Misaka's intention, that's hardly the way to go about stopping someone who plans to mess with the food.

[gandere]

While it's true that the attempt was feeble, it's about as much effort as I could put forth in the matter. It'd be easier to send an angry mob after you instead and with this device here--[ Tapping the phone. ]--it'd be something that can be done within seconds.

Do you really want to invoke the wrath of a captive colony all suffering from malnutrition in one way or the other?

[neurallycorrupt]

Fortunately, Misaka isn't stupid enough to try anything. Misaka had been referring to what happened to some of the food when those ghosts were possessing the apartment building. Go take your accusations elsewhere.

[gandere]

You're the one who's behaving shiftily. [ Hmph. ]

What had happened to the food? I was locked up in my apartment with my overgrown babysitter. Twenty years old and I still have to be sat in the corner as if I'm an infant!

[neurallycorrupt]

Misaka had not acted shiftily at all.

[this time, at least. or at least that's how she sees it. moving on~]

Anyway, some of the food went rotten the moment people tried to eat it.

Tell Misaka, did your babysitter at least help you pass the time with games? [for most of this segment in the conversation she's had a neutral expression, but as she asks her question, an amused smirk spreads across her face.]

[gandere]

That's disgusting.

[ Whether she means the commentary about games or the food remains unspecified. ]

Seeing as I'm an adult, playing games is better reserved for the little girl here and not myself.

[neurallycorrupt]

With how small you are, that makes you the perfect playmate for that child.

[gandere]

I'm not that small. [ She's twenty years old-ish. ]

Besides, I'm mature enough to acknowledge that it's all right to play with children sometimes. What of yourself?