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[menocrede.livejournal.com]

[the laptop is at a weird angle on the table, as if it is half-hidden under something. Josiah is writing something on a piece of paper, though at the angle the laptop is sitting at, its hard to make out the words. He is idly flipping an intricate-looking gold coin in his hand. The sounds of drunken, riotous laughter and conversation are heard, but they seem to be a distance away.]

[there's a pause in the writing as a shadow appears over the table. Josiah doesn't even look up, but asks in Calum's accent] Can I help you?

[another pause, followed by the telltale click of a pistol's hammer being pulled back. Calum only laughs quietly, though there's no amusement in the tone] Do you really want to do that?

[The person says something, but it's said so quietly that the laptop doesn't pick it up. Calum only raises an eyebrow] Oh really now. How convenient for you. [gestures quickly and there's a startled gasp, followed by the gun going off, and then silence, despite the commotion still going on in the background] I don't have time for your games, sir. [takes one more glance at the paper he had been writing on, and frowns] Yes, that should work.

[flips the coin one more time and pockets it before glancing curiously at the laptop. He reaches over, and then the recording goes dead]