IX. [voice]/[location: sfa] play me your christmas pipes.
[The voice function pops on over the tablet. There's a bit of a nervous shuffle and an exhale.]
So, Taxon... I just, I need to apologize for what happened last month. What I did to some of you was... [A slow sigh.] If there's anything I can do to make it up to you? Let me know. I'll let you beat the crap out of me. I'll meet you somewhere, or, just however you want to work it out.
Just, whatever I need to do to set it right.
[Then Peter quickly shuts the tablet off.]
--
Peter shoved the tablet into his pocket and ran his hand down his face. He was pretty sure someone wanted to beat the tar out of him for what happened. If they just let him get away with just an apology, he'd be shocked. He didn't deserve that. No matter what anyone else said.
He looked up at the large tree that the people in the Sanctuary had placed up. He hadn't paid attention to the holidays so far. He missed Thanksgiving, and he didn't want to even have to face the rest of his family on Christmas. Things were so screwed up that he'd be fine with just throwing himself into some type of labor somewhere. Not that he was really going to find any in Taxon.
Peter shook his head and tapped at the ornaments on the tree.
So, Taxon... I just, I need to apologize for what happened last month. What I did to some of you was... [A slow sigh.] If there's anything I can do to make it up to you? Let me know. I'll let you beat the crap out of me. I'll meet you somewhere, or, just however you want to work it out.
Just, whatever I need to do to set it right.
[Then Peter quickly shuts the tablet off.]
--
Peter shoved the tablet into his pocket and ran his hand down his face. He was pretty sure someone wanted to beat the tar out of him for what happened. If they just let him get away with just an apology, he'd be shocked. He didn't deserve that. No matter what anyone else said.
He looked up at the large tree that the people in the Sanctuary had placed up. He hadn't paid attention to the holidays so far. He missed Thanksgiving, and he didn't want to even have to face the rest of his family on Christmas. Things were so screwed up that he'd be fine with just throwing himself into some type of labor somewhere. Not that he was really going to find any in Taxon.
Peter shook his head and tapped at the ornaments on the tree.