15. [Video]

[brodakota]

[When North awakes, he can hardly believe his eyes. His room is a warzone of tattered pieces of cloth and a very sorry giraffe in the middle of it.

He can hardly believe it, even when the Giraffe attempts to bleat its excuses. It wasn't my fault, there was another cat, she wanted to help and then I tried but they smelled so good. I'm sorry person, I'm sorry.]

[He runs a hand through his hair and there's a muttered god dammit. This may be the maddest North has been in a while.]

This is a ridiculous request, but, does anyone have anything that can be used as a lock? One that spirits can't open? 

[Trouble is nosing her way in, still trying to apologize.]

Comments

[laughingsword]

What sort of lock can they open?

[brodakota]

Padlocks apparently.

I thought a key would be enough to stump them.

[laughingsword]

Oh. My. That is impressive!

Perhaps if you installed a latch....

[brodakota]

I was thinking that or a combination lock.

[Because he probably don't have a resources for a holographic one.]

[laughingsword]

Hmmm--

I suppose it depends on how he got through the last lock! If he broke it, then maybe you need a stronger door instead.

[brodakota]

She actually.

[He's managed to get up and examine the lock a bit.]

You might be right there. Looks like a number was done on it.

[It definitely looks forced open and the key's still in it's hiding place.]

[laughingsword]

Oh, I'm sorry! She must be very strong. [The shredded clothes did hint as much.]

[brodakota]

It's persistence, mostly. But yeah, she's useful in a fight.

[Although that's followed by a look that suggests he's still upset, so the apologetic noises continue.]

[laughingsword]

[Souji chuckles, just a little, before pulling a dramatic face.] And they're so hard to train! If anyone ever really figures out how to teach them manners, they should open a school....

[brodakota]

They really should. I think I've got mine trained, and then stuff like this happens.

[laughingsword]

At least helping out in fights seems to be an instinct! Or living here would be even more difficult. Oh well! Do you need any help cleaning up all that mess?

[brodakota]

That is an asset.

[North looks around at the mess and sighs.]

I think I'll be alright. It's mostly just picking up the scraps. Thanks though.

[laughingsword]

Are you sure? It's really no problem!

-- Although I suppose I should figure out who this belongs to....

[He holds up a plain white shirt.] I think that little cat Spirit left it in my room. It's not yours, is it?

[brodakota]

I think it's fine. I should be capable of cleaning up my own messes.

[North considers the shirt for a moment.]

Don't think it's mine, sorry. I don't think I could tell you who it belongs to either.

[laughingsword]

Or your Spirit's messes? --Oh well, I suppose I'll ask everyone, then! Someone surely wants it back.

Goodbye!

[brodakota]

I'll let you know if I find anyone looking for white shirt as well.

[laughingsword]

Thank you!

[He reaches to shut off the device.]