-18th Bullet-

[emperor_cowboy]

[He had awoken that morning earlier than usual. Something was wrong, in fact... he had felt like something was missing. Shaking his head and getting dressed, he headed downstairs. Hol flinched when he realized he had been out of it for days... weeks even. Upon noticing a package addressed to him, he quickly opened it. Rather satisfied at what

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[striped_biceps]

Yo.

[Cyuss is just out doing his copper patrol. That's what he does for work. He just walks around and talks to people who obviously aren't drones.]

[emperor_cowboy]

[Oh boy, Hol was thrilled to be speaking to a complete stranger.]

Howdy.

[striped_biceps]

[Cyuss has nothing better to do on the job, so tough. BT]

Anythin' strange goin' on today?

[emperor_cowboy]

[Hol feigned a thoughtful look.]

Strange? By yer definition, or mine?

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[perfektsymmetry]

[Crowe has known a lot of people who've been droned lately. Hol is just one of many, so as he passes by Hol on the porch on his way out of the house, he thinks nothing of it.

That is, until he sees that he's smoking again.]

Hol...?

[emperor_cowboy]

[He exhaled slowly and looked up at Crowe with a quizzical look. Clearly, he had no idea of just how many he had known were now droned as well.]

Hey, kid.

[perfektsymmetry]

I see you're back to the world of the living. I figured you for gone.

[emperor_cowboy]

The place can't get rid o' me that easily...

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[rapier_ex]

Those things'll kill you, yanno? -Oh hey look. Sans horse, even.-

[emperor_cowboy]

[A blink, and a glance to the speaker made him chuckle for a moment... but soon the look of amusement fell as it was replaced by a look that almost resembled sorrow.]

Quite a few things kill.

[rapier_ex]

-She plops herself down next to him, obviously not minding the smoke.-

... What's on your mind?

[emperor_cowboy]

[He thought about telling her everything that was on his mind... but simply put on a reassuring grin.]

A whole lotta nothin'.