Characters: Leoben Conoy and anyone else
Where & When: Alpha and/or Metropolis Districts. Early-ish morning
Rating & Why: G? PG at most? I figure it be just talking mostly.
Summary: Leoben finally returns to his thoughts about the events on Earth, and where he stands in relation to his faith. Feel free to bother/distract him.
Multiple threads welcome. Prose or action is fine.
As much as he had tried, Leoben couldn't bring himself to fall asleep the previous night. He'd become too familiar with what would happen if he did. He knew it would lead to reliving those moments when they'd landed on Earth, only to find it desolate and destroyed, up to when he had learned the truth, and drowned. And all of it far too real for his liking.
He wasn't too worried about sleep deprivation. Despite his biological make-up, he was still a machine, and machines didn't really need to sleep. Still, he was restless, and lying around wasn't going to help that. He got up, dressed quietly, and headed for the door, trying not to disturb any of his housemates. As much as he didn't mind, it was still something to get used to. Living with humans. Perhaps there was some advantage to being here.
He hadn't looked at a clock, but once outside he could see the sky starting to lighten, and so he figured that the sun would be coming up soon. It was a good chance for him to have some time to think, in the quiet morning. He needed to know where he stood now, with God, with his faith. He could still see patterns, that gift had not been taken from him, but at the same time, was what he saw truly in accordance with God's plan? Did he even know what God's plan was anymore? He wasn't used to having this many questions.
And so, in search of a quiet place to think, Leoben started walking down the quiet streets of the Alpha District.