Eleventh Article

[izlegal]

[There's silence on the phone for a few minutes, but somebody's definitely there...

He hiccups... then begins--]So this was the brilliant plan? Of course, I knew that a couple people would be droned--a few dozen at the most. Not like it mattered, I didn't think that they would reward you for terrorizing the city

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[bbsatbyrobots]

[She heard him laugh from the other room, and came gliding in, graceful and elegant and perfect, an arm wrapping around him and her head resting lightly on his shoulder as she stared curiously down at the phone.

Her mind simply revolved, turning the same thoughts over and over and over again: Oh, he was her darling husband, and she was happy and he was happy and nothing was wrong. Everything was perfect, and her husband thought something was funny, and he was fine and they were fine, and everything was perfect, perfect, perfect.]

Talking to someone on the phone, hmmm?

[izlegal]

[Perfect doesn't even exist in Luke's dictionary. There was no such thing--anything he felt was perfect... even for a little while--always seemed to crumble.

Yes... he knew she would be back soon.. but it didn't matter much to him. People were sick and twisted to harm a delicate flower like her.

He frowns, displeased that she was touching him... and pushed her away.] Yes, dear. [What's the use of talking to her?]

I-I keep seeing that icon and...s-sob it's so scary. ;A;

[bbsatbyrobots]

[The smile stayed as she saw nothing wrong. He just wanted space, she figured, and every wonderful, loving husband deserved space.

And somewhere, the clock slowly neared five. But she didn't know, she didn't even realize things were strange. In her mind, everything was as it had always been. With her and Luke, happily living in their perfect little town.]

Who was it?

Yea, i am never looking at this post again once I finish with it because of that icon...

[izlegal]

Nobody. [moves away.]

[weaponsparked]

... What the--what's the matter with you?

[izlegal]

I wish that were the case, but I'm fine, thank you.

[weaponsparked]

Oh... kay. Better question.

What happened? In general.

I'm... so sorry he's running circles

[izlegal]

Simon's plan!

It worked wonders, getting people droned!

A father like me should be proud, wouldn't you think? Him pulling off such a feat like this. The babbling idiots are running around with an even more acute stupidity.

[bluecapboy]

["Her"? That could only mean...

Oh no!]

Flora...Flora got hurt?!

[izlegal]

Oh? So suddenly you're realizing the repercussions? Tsk tsk, Luke, the professor taught us ill at your age.

[bluecapboy]

THAT'S NOT-

[He stops suddenly. Well, he was in support of this plan to get home, wasn't he? He wasn't expecting that other innocent people, especially Flora, to get caught up in it.]

I..I'm sorry...I should have...

[izlegal]

It doesn't matter if you're sorry a day late. Flora will be fine in a day or so--I'm sure of it--but it doesn't change the fact that what happened did happen.

Luke, even if you're here, and even if you become and entirely different person that the one back home, you will never be able to rewrite the past.

[skyruns]

...

What in the world... what are you going on about?

[izlegal]

Well, did you participate in the shenanigans the last day?

[skyruns]

I was busy... do you mean all of the banging and commotion coming from outside yesterday?

[Sadly, Jeff was a bit too caught up in his attempt to fix his broken bazooka to actually look out there. Although, it would explain why no one seemed to be home.]

[izlegal]

Of course... if it did, you'd still be a drone, wouldn't you?

[...]

It doesn't concern you, in that case.

[shamagaladin]

[Wooaahhh dude.]

...I didn't find Flora...

[And now look what's happened...]

[izlegal]

I did.

[shamagaladin]

...she got droned.

[Didn't she.]

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[izlegal]

[He... doesn't take the truth well.]