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[[ooc: This is the IC contact post useable for any and all games I have him in, which at the moment is just Adstring]]

[[ps. There will evntually be a good phone picture in here, I just have to decide which one to give him.]]

Hello, you've reached the message box for Gaignun Kukai. Please leave your name, number, and a short message and I promise I'll get back to you as quickly as I can.

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I don't mind, I find myself with lots of free time in this place.

[Duo continues working on putting the casing back on the drill.]

You never asked...

I never asked what?

What I did to get locked up.

[He glances up at Gaignun with a grin as the casing goes back into place.]

Most people would be either giving me a hard time or hounding me for details. But not you. You just let it go.

Well, you already said this is punishment, so I assume that you did something to make Jenny really worried and angry at you.

[Besides, he figures he'll hear about it eventually, and he doesn't know Duo well enough to completely grill him about things yet.]

Thanks, Gaignun.

[He looks around at his mess before lifting the now cooled soldering iron and passing it off to Gaignun.]

For not asking, I mean. You're right about it, but I still appreciate you not pushing it.

[Mental note: let Duo come to you with stuff.]

You're welcome. It's probably pretty embarrassing or annoying for you.

More annoying than embarrassing, to be quite honest.

[He begins sorting through the stuff on the floor, separating them into keep and trash piles. Not surprisingly, more of the bits and pieces of things are put into a trash pile.]

Should be grateful. It'll be fine now.

[Other such mutters travel under his breath before he blinks, realizing Gaignun is still in the room...where he can be heard.]

...Uh...sorry...

What are you apologizing for? [He's got nothing else to do so he'll hang about unless Duo wants him to leave.]

My...mouth tends to run and run and run without me wanting it to.

[He sighs and he runs his fingers through his bangs.]

I talked to the Beast that got to Jenny...

It's ok, you're not the only person I know to talk to himself with out meaning to.

[At Duo's next words, all became clear to Gaignun] And? What happened?

I made a deal with her. She leaves Jenny alone completely and she...she gets a fresh supply of food...

Aaah...I can see why she's so angry then. [Gaignun's tone is that of understanding, not judgement]

Ugh, both her and Ru don't trust the Beast's word, but I know if something goes wrong, she'll end up dead in an instant.

[He shrugs and grabs his duffel bag, placing inside it all of the tools (minus Frankendrill) and the pieces of things he intended to keep.]

It's why I was so tired when I got back the other night. She wanted something to...eat...

[Gaignun nodded] They're worried about you, they care about your well-being very deeply after all.

[Siiiiiiiiiiigh. Teenagers, am I right?]

I know. I know they care, but...I know how to take care of myself. I've had to--

[He's just going to cut himself off right there. No sense in going into the details just yet.]

I understand. They're probably coming off as overbearing towards you then?

...A little.

[He shakes his head slowly before bringing a hand up to rest against his forehead.]

I just...I don't know. I"m not use to it, really...

It's ok not to be alright with them treating you like this...I know on Rubedo's part he's over protective because he thinks he has to protect everybody, and I bet it's similar for Jenny.

It's not that they think you're weak or a child.

[He pulls a knee up close to his chest and rests his chin on it, his eyes focused on something directly in front of him. He is deep in thought, and unusually quiet before his eyes dart to the door.]

However...[he is tracking your line of sight] It wont help to make a mad dash for freedom.

Hm...

[He's going to glance up at Gaignun before looking back towards the door.]

Fine.

Besides, it would just make them clamp down on you harder. However...Supervised parole might squeak past them.

I think an OZ cell was easier to get out of. Even with the lack of oxygen...

[He looks back up to Gaignun.]

Think you could get me out of here? Even if it's just to get my things?

Of course I can get you out of here, that isn't the hard part. As long as you don't bolt as soon as you're out the door we'll be fine.

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