001 Beyond Birthday [Audio]

[beyondsighted.livejournal.com]

[Had Beyond Birthday cared to put in the effort, he could probably name the exact genus and species of the prehistoric flora that surrounded him. He did not care. The only thing that matters at the moment is that this place is not Room four-oh-four. His thoughts are scattered in chaotic disarray, an unpredictable, teeming mass of anger, annoyance, and desperation hidden behind a deadpan mask enhanced by perfectly applied powder. Wammy's had taught their projects well. For all of Beyond's anguish --all his plans derailed!-- not a single trace of it was broadcast through the Blackberry. Or rather, none of it would have been broadcast. Suspicious, and paranoid, Beyond Birthday would not reveal his face, for he knew very well the value of a person's face, to individuals unknown. Long fingers encircle the device, his voice, an almost soothing, rumbly sound in-between tenor and baritone. An oddly zen tone, considering his rather....unique circumstances.]

Good evening.

[A short pause, as B wets his lips.]

My name is Ryuzaki. I seem to be...

[A second pause, as he searches for the appropriate word. Lost? Confused? He frowns in the darkness. Subjective information would hardly be helpful to anyone.]

... sitting on top of a creature, a ceratopsid, long extinct. A triceratops to be exact. What is the meaning of this?

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[nihilist-blade.livejournal.com]

[Ulquiorra's brows lowered slightly, and he turns to look at the human with a new budding irritation]

Cease your ridiculous human prattling. What you speak of is nothing but an illusion of your kind. Do not associate me with such foolish notions.

[beyondsighted.livejournal.com]

[Continuing on as though he hadn't heard that last part.]

So what does your kind prattle on about then, Mother?

[nihilist-blade.livejournal.com]

Nothing that is of your concern.

[Ulquiorra began walking again, at a slightly brisker pace then usual in hopes of deterring the human from following him further.]

[beyondsighted.livejournal.com]

[Sadly, it will take more than a quicker pace to shake B off someone he's genuinely interested in. His tone and expression are both matching deadpan.]

And what if I am making it my concern?

[nihilist-blade.livejournal.com]

You do not have the authority to do so.

[Unfortunately, that's about as much effort as Ulquiorra is willing to expend to rid himself of B. Anything more and it would be admitting that this human had gotten the better of him.]