Vatheon Voicemail.
"Heeeey, Lysunder's voicemail here, and if you weren't looking for me, well then lucky you, leave a message anyway and maybe it will be the start of something revolutionary. Beep."
For the record, that first beep was him just saying beep. The real beep is in a few seconds.
-Beep.-
For the record, that first beep was him just saying beep. The real beep is in a few seconds.
-Beep.-
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[He's not sure, how similar he wants to be to his other self... But that certainly makes him wonder about who ever... the other Darkleer is.]
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I uh, don't know, I am how I am because of everything that's happened to me, that I've done, but uh- to meet someone that's me that's not me because of everything he's done- it's kind of, uncomfortable I guess? But- [Right, Darkleer's trying to get good out of this and he's just rambling and most likely not doing hot at 'getting the good out of this'. A pause.]
In, whatever instance I live, I fall for ya some how then, is what you're trying to say?
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[Just a slow shake of his head. Oh Summoner! What is he going to do with you.]
I suppose I should stick to the more typical gestures of romance instead of getting spiritual with you.
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No, heh, I followed the teachings of The Signless. I can get spiritual. After all, I guess uh, whatever world those other guys are from is what he had been talking about, right?
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[Adjusting Summoner in his arms, Darkleer thinks about it for a moment.]
I wish I could know more about Beforus. If it is really all he preached.
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[ :U ]
[ :| ]
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Let's save the theorizing for later. They're us but not us. Just other children we need to watch out for.
Simple as that, at least for now.
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[Not... mentioning that he still might ditch him... for Mindfang...]
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Well- I can't make promises. [Though his tone is obviously exaggerated, snicker and kissing once at Darkleer's neck.]
Maybe you'll just have ta work extra hard then, eh?
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[Just for that, his fingers begin to toy with the base of his wings.]
I'm getting old, now, you know, I'm not sure if I can beat a young troll who has all my good looks and is ten times more pitiable from lack of experience. What do you want me to do, put on a school uniform?
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Schools are places where the young of a family are sent to so that they may be educated, with a focus on mathematics and reading and writing. Some of them make uniforms mandatory so that there is less chance for a... dress code to be broken. I have read some literature that says it is to squash individuality however.
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Sure might be a fade to black soon.
whoops
And cut.