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[maskinglayer]

WELCOME TO YOUR PRIVATE CHANNEL, PriestOfHope. FOR SECURE COMMUNICATION, USE 087.10.149.52 *** PriestOfHope has joined 087.10.149.52 <PriestOfHope> have you ever wondered what happens to your thoughts when you send them? <PriestOfHope> people say if a camera takes your picture it actually steals your soul! <PriestOfHope> maybe computers do the same thing... <PriestOfHope> oh this is jataro. i guess you can leave a message if you want.

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[expectional]

Don't worry, I was going to call the fire department first.

[Maybe. He'd at least thought about it, because that IS what you have to do in real life. But if Jataro just wanted to jump right in to the fire part, he wasn't going to complain.]

Ring ring, ring ring!!

[He's holding an invisible phone up to his ear and everything, Jataro. Taking this game of pretend Very Seriously, as usual.]

[maskinglayer]

[He's so excited. He bounces a little when Nagisa agrees, waiting for the "call". And when it comes through he puts his hand up as if he answers the phone, holding it to his own ear. He even does a polite little bow as he answers.]

Hello! This is the Dyster fire department!

[expectional]

[There's a pause on Nagisa's end, because he was not expecting this to be the Dyster fire department. Crap. There are no tall buildings in Dyster! That was the whole point of getting to the top of the slide! To pretend it was a tall building in Bavan. Or back home. Time to improvise...!]

Hurry! The inn is on fire! The staircase gave out and some of us are trapped on the second floor!