[Voice][Public, and tripping from the results of Rikku's accident]

[theschmotone]

[The accent of the voice is rather French.]

I zay, vhat vas zat? It smells of cherries all of a sudden. It is not unpleazant, though. It reminds me of ze Festival, and of moonlit strolls in ze garden with ze lovely young ladies vhen I vas young...

[Takes another deep breath, and coughs a little.]

I believe it vould be a fine day for zome fencing. Who is vith me?

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[Voice]

[theschmotone.livejournal.com]

Zose are zome preety beeg birds zen!

Perhaps if I get a rope, I can lower myself down the cliff to your beach...

[Voice]

[son-of-the-lake.livejournal.com]

This is a ship. We have ropes! There must be an equipment locker somewhere nearby.

Or you can grab onto one of the birds as they go by. That's what I did a little while ago.

*a little later*

I'm here, Dimo! Is that you up there?

[Voice]

[theschmotone.livejournal.com]

I think zat I vill be valking zere.

[yells "down" at Hisoka]

It iz! Shall ve duel, zen?

[Voice]

[son-of-the-lake.livejournal.com]

[with a shout of laughter]

We duel, mon ami!