midnightsyndicate IC Contact

[warmskies]

[While he doesn't have a phone or laptop for anyone to reach him at just yet, Tsuna is readily available by finding him in Rachel's wing. There's a plain box by his door with a slit in the top, for anyone who feels like being old fashioned enough to leave paper messages.]

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an old fashioned paper message

[herenoirthere]

[The paper is very pretty, very expensive, and very fine. Ivory white. It gleams in the light. The writing on it is loopy and pretty. The ink is probably blood.]

She's good enough to eat.

another letter

[herenoirthere]

[The paper is much the same as what came before. But this time it's spattered with drying blood and the sender smeared the blood into words.]

WHY WON'T SHE LOVE ME AS MUCH AS I LOVE HER

a response

[warmskies]

[Oh, for the love of...]

[Yeah, Tsuna is catching up onto the trend of "pretty done with this shit" too, but instead of baiting the sender like a certain Disciplinary Committee Chairman is, he just quietly and unassumedly writes a return letter. The stationary is unfortunately not as nice! But still pretty good. Tsuna's penmanship is too good for it.]

To my unknown writer,

It's distressing to hear that your love life is going not as you've planned. Romance problems are always particlarly painful.

Unfortunately, I'm afraid I can't answer your question since I don't know too much about the situation! Would you like to talk about it? Back home, I am extremely fortunate to be engaged to a most wonderful woman. Maybe I could help you figure out your relationship troubles.

Please let me know your thoughts.

Spero di avere presto tue notizie.

Tsunayoshi Sawada


Additonally: Might I have a name to call you by or at least a pronoun?

[He leaves it in his own letter box, for lack of anywhere else.]