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[pratentious]

[This time, the recording starts with a long, drawn out sigh. Then, surprisingly, it's still Merlin's voice that rattles off the voicemail in tones of long-suffering.]

Hello, you've reached King Arthur Pr--Pendragon. He isn't here to answer your call because he's incredibly important and busy. If you leave a message here with me, I'll make sure he gets it because I am a good servant--and friend-- [he adds the last bit in a rush, accompanied with a thwap!, an 'ow!' and an 'I heard that,' then forces the rest of the words out through gritted teeth] and will do anything my master asks of me.

[A couple seconds pass, then Merlin speaks again, this time sounding a bit further away, like he isn't speaking into the bracelet anymore.] There, happy now? If you ask me, the other one is still better-- Shut up, Merlin. It's time to do yours next. Wait, what --

[ click! ]

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Day 352 - Voice

[kuramaless]

WHAT THE HELL?

WAS THIS YOU? DID YOU DO THIS?

THE STUPID BASKET OF--

WE. AIN'T. DA- Go-- ANYTHIN'! Y'HEAR?

[pratentious]

Excuse me? What are you on about this time?

[kuramaless]

[Brb, gotta backpedal for a few minutes or something.]

You dunno?

[pratentious]

No, I do not know. I might've said as much if I had, if only to cease your indignant hollering.

[kuramaless]

Oh.

[SIGHING. All the sighing.]

It ain't important then, okay?

[pratentious]

Hold on, now. You came to me shouting accusations and swearing. You've made it important. What the Hell is going on?

[kuramaless]

[Oh no, not one of those...]

Someone just left somethin' outside my door, okay?