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INBOX TEXT ► un: jueyun chili

AUDIO ► call: "Hello, this is Chongyun. Please leave a note and I will respond as quickly as possible."

VIDEO ► facetime

ACTION ► [ a small mailbox with a rusty latch, with the characters 重云 scribbled across the front plate in neat handwriting; the worn old door has #19 blazed across its wood, in a building just off one of the main streets in Tamamo territory. ]

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[ Drat, Chongyun is becoming more adept at noting his tactics. He has to work doubly hard from now on it would seem. What's next, the exorcist not falling for his ploys. That would be the day. ]

I can handle the odd remark. Delivery, however, well, it does not matter presently. I am being cautious. But maybe I'll call upon you for assistance if need be.

[ But not really. It's his own mess, he would mop up. Speaking of which. Right he is supposed to be on janitorial duties... Ugh. ]

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[ Will he? Debatable, but Chongyun hopes he does. Isn’t that what friends are for? ]

Alright. I won’t press. But I am here, whenever you need me.

[ He’ll allow their conversation to end there—but he tucks this into the back of his mind, for safekeeping. He won’t press, but he won’t forget either. ]

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[ Friends also take responsibility for their own folly, the case here being that he sailed an unknown route running aground. Perhaps nothing will come of it, he isn't sure, there are a few reads he managed to garner but never a complete picture. But with that last message received he is content to let the conversation fall idle. ]