Twenty Sixth Guitar Solo - Eddie Riggs [Video]

[kingroadie.livejournal.com]

[The feed starts off a little shaky, a hand covering most of it before its owner realizes what he's doing. He pulling it away to sleepily blink into the black berry as he holds it out in front of him.]

Anybody know how the hell we got back here? Yesterday, we were in paris right? [He sounds very muddled and tired.] Or did I sleep through it?

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[In Person]

[kingroadie.livejournal.com]

[The affection is appreciated, though all Eddie can do is tiredly reach his hand upward to touch Kuja's shoulder with his GIANT hand.] Yeah. I just gotta find her an talk to her. though it can't be too hard, the detectives probably have her all pinned up somewhere.

[In Person]

[featherdrequiem.livejournal.com]

Mello has her. [He replied sharply.] Good luck convincing that stubborn fool to allow you to speak to her. He wouldn't let me anywhere near her.

[In Person]

[kingroadie.livejournal.com]

I'm from the same world, so I can use that as leeway. [Best excuse Eddie can come up with right now.] That an she's my girlfriend, I can use that to.

[In Person]

[featherdrequiem.livejournal.com]

[He shakes his head.]

Even if you tell them what your world is like they don't listen. The system's flawed beyond repair.