[text|locked from Mio and any other high-ranking officials]

[aceshighstalker.livejournal.com]

The entire ship is out to get me. I'm sure of it. I may not know why, but I know that it's happening. Now, who of you is decent enough to properly confess?

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[aceshighstalker.livejournal.com]

Excuse me?

[2hell-weride.livejournal.com]

I'm askin you if you pissed off someone to make them want to get at you.

You are the high-class one, aren'tcha? Uhhh... should I clean up my grammar and use fancy words with you? I don't mind.

[[Cuz... you're a kid. He won't hot blood at kids.]]

[aceshighstalker.livejournal.com]

You are impossible to understand. Fine. I am Lieutenant Perrine H. Clostermann, if that is indeed what you're asking.

[2hell-weride.livejournal.com]

Bluh... fine, fine. I'll speak clearly for you.

Did you upset someone in order for them to be picking on you like this? C'mon kid, I'm speaking clearly this time...

[aceshighstalker.livejournal.com]

I'm sure I did not.

[2hell-weride.livejournal.com]

So... why don't I help you get down to the solution? I don't see any problem with helpin' out the Witches besides just keeping their Strikers top tier.

[[Damn, he slipped into that slang-spewing again.]]