[[Voiced]]

[biteoffherhead]

[There's a long pause, and then, Moro's voice.]


...So this... thing... is capable of repeating my voice?  So that all may hear it?


Hmmhmmhmm.  I suppose it might be useful. 

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[biteoffherhead]

Though you could probably learn quite a bit.

Poor, stupid human child.

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[toomuchhairgel.livejournal.com]

[Marginally offended, but more curious about the second half of that statement.]

...Wait, so you're not human then?

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[biteoffherhead]

Tch, of course not.

Though I suppose this useless device cannot show you that I am a wolf, not a revolting little human.

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[toomuchhairgel.livejournal.com]

[:o Yamato's interest. You have it.]

...Not keen on people, are you. [Oh well, ignoring that.] I know a lot of the animals here can talk, can you talk where you're from, too? [Congratulations Moro, you've made the antisocial brat curiously talkative. Please don't eat him.]

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[biteoffherhead]

All gods are capable of speech, stupid boy.

Do not mistake me for a lowly beast.

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[toomuchhairgel.livejournal.com]

[Makes a face. Clearly you are not pleased with us, but you're a God and a wolf and that is cool.]

...Sorry.

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[biteoffherhead]

Hnn.

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[toomuchhairgel.livejournal.com]

[Shutting up, but kind of frowning at the journal. What the hell do you say to a God that is clearly unimpressed with you that won't further piss her off?]

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[biteoffherhead]

[It's a game of Russian roulette, unfortunately.]

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[toomuchhairgel.livejournal.com]

[Lotta things seem to be that way with Moro. But recalling her earlier statement, he decides it's smarter to just shut up and listen, even if she doesn't say anything.]

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[biteoffherhead]

...You are still waiting for me to speak?

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[toomuchhairgel.livejournal.com]

You said there were things to learn from listening. [Slightly adamant tone, get.] So I'm listening.

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[biteoffherhead]

Then focus on what nature is telling you.

That is what's wrong with you damned beasts, at any rate. You have forgotten that nature cradles you, you have turned your guns and flame against nature and the spirit world.

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[toomuchhairgel.livejournal.com]

... [Stays quiet for a while.]

Not that it helps, but I don't really like guns or fire. [He did understand what you were getting at, but he also kind of wanted that statement to be known.]

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[biteoffherhead]

You're still a human pup, I've yet a reason to snap you in half.

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[toomuchhairgel.livejournal.com]

...sentiment is appreciated.