Soul Energy: 2
[Yuri had a morning ritual he preformed with the mail. It was called "ignoring it", and it treated him pretty good. Problem today was that he couldn't. The phone kept going off, and the time or two he'd picked it up someone had gone on about a "letter." In the end, curiosity won out, he gave in and opened it up, and he ultimatley regretted doing so.
On one hand, the town -already- gave him his greatest wish. On the other, it was threatening to take that away. But to kill someone he didn't even know? And a kid at that? ...Hell no.]
[ A) Phone; Unfiltered.]
Letter. Other shit. You've all prolly heard it a ton this morning so far anyway. Cutting to the chase - you take the bait? You're scum. Probably an idio- nah, you're definitely a damn idiot. I aint even been here long and I can tell that much. Bottom line: use your damn brains.
... The hell kinda number is twenty-six to leave a questionnaire off on, anyway?
[B) Phone; Filtered to 310 Miller Street]
Hey... Alice? You there?
[There was a hint of nervousness in his voice. Not that his prevailing attitude was "humans are scumbags" - gods no. Just... He'd lost her once already. If it happened again? That wasn't something he wanted to dwell on.]
On one hand, the town -already- gave him his greatest wish. On the other, it was threatening to take that away. But to kill someone he didn't even know? And a kid at that? ...Hell no.]
[ A) Phone; Unfiltered.]
Letter. Other shit. You've all prolly heard it a ton this morning so far anyway. Cutting to the chase - you take the bait? You're scum. Probably an idio- nah, you're definitely a damn idiot. I aint even been here long and I can tell that much. Bottom line: use your damn brains.
... The hell kinda number is twenty-six to leave a questionnaire off on, anyway?
[B) Phone; Filtered to 310 Miller Street]
Hey... Alice? You there?
[There was a hint of nervousness in his voice. Not that his prevailing attitude was "humans are scumbags" - gods no. Just... He'd lost her once already. If it happened again? That wasn't something he wanted to dwell on.]