The Thirty-First Act

[frenzied_ballad]

[Voice Post]

[other than the sound of the wind and the occasional rubble falling over, there is utter silence on his end]

((COMMENT LOG GO. He's sitting outside what was once the Marshall St. apartments, waiting for his arrest/asskicking. Have at him.))

Comments

[tough_hart]

It was you, wasn't it?

[frenzied_ballad]

Yes.

[tough_hart]

...Why? She didn't hurt anyone.

[frenzied_ballad]

I know.

[chozoraised]

[arrives on the scene, as if she was waiting for him]

Get up, and let's go.

[frenzied_ballad]

[wordlessly gets to his feet]

[comment log]

[chozoraised]

[searches him, but doesn't find anything particularly dangerous on the man]

We're going to be moving fast. I want to avoid any and all angry mobs you've got after you after the stunt you pulled.

[binds his hands together and begins the trip to the Station]

[comment log]

[mostly_spice]

[Comes out of the shadows, nodding slightly to Samus. Here to offer her gun against any of the mobs.]

[dreamermoa]

Mr Todd.....

[frenzied_ballad]

...

[dreamermoa]

...why?

[frenzied_ballad]

Why do you think, out of curiosity?

[priceoftruth]

...Why did you-- ...She was just a kid.

[frenzied_ballad]

[silent]

[priceoftruth]

You... Why?! Can't you even answer that?!

[frenzied_ballad]

[doesn't look up] Have you ever loved a person so greatly that you would be willing to commit abominable atrocities if it meant helping them? Or, rather, saving them?

[prodigal_axe]

So you're not running away. Why?

[frenzied_ballad]

Because I am ready.

[prodigal_axe]

Wait a minute. So--

It wasn't even personal, was it?

[frenzied_ballad]

It was not.