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2 - [Voice Post]
[There's a little click as the PCD turns on, Itachi's voice is slightly muffled and bordering on stressed.]
What.
The.
Hell.
Was that? It looked like a kitten.
[The rustle of cloth and a faint, organic squishing noise.]
... I need a sword. I'd rather not face these at close range or waste kunai on them.
[Itachi's voice returns to a semblance of calm after a moment.]
Is there anyone here who makes or sells swords?
What.
The.
Hell.
Was that? It looked like a kitten.
[The rustle of cloth and a faint, organic squishing noise.]
... I need a sword. I'd rather not face these at close range or waste kunai on them.
[Itachi's voice returns to a semblance of calm after a moment.]
Is there anyone here who makes or sells swords?
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