A Certain Someone's Memories

[a_gentle_boy]

. . . . . . . . .

I'm sorry for what happened.  I didn't mean any of it, of course, b-but.  It still happened . . .  And I still did what I did.  I don't know if I can really apologize enough.  I'm sorry.  I'm really sorry . . .

[There is sniffling for a few moments before Lucas seems to calm down.]

I don't know if I can make up for it . . . But I heard people are still hurt after everything that happened.  I can try to heal you if you want . . . I know people will ask, but it's kinda . . . it's magic.  And I can fix blindness, too . . .

I'm really, really sorry.

[After this call, Lucas can be found sitting on his front porch looking extremely dejected.  He is aimlessly throwing a yo-yo back and forth, and although he's not doing anything particularly impressive, he seems to have some skill.]

Comments

[wolf-wolves.livejournal.com]

[Here's a very subdued Free.]

No one handled that well. Don't beat yourself up too bad.

[a-gentle-boy.livejournal.com]

Oh . . . Mr. Free. I'm glad you're OK.

I ended up hurting a lot of people, you know.

[wolf-wolves.livejournal.com]

You were doing what you felt was best. I can't speak for anyone else, but I don't blame you.

[sailor-starfish.livejournal.com]

*Fuuko comes out of the house, spots you, then pouts.*

Is Lucas still going to mean to Fuuko?

[a-gentle-boy.livejournal.com]

Fuuko . . . I'm sorry.

[sailor-starfish.livejournal.com]

How can Fuuko trust you? You hurt Fuuko's feelings, and badmouthed starfish.

[godisachild.livejournal.com]

[You see him coming down the street, several large rolls of paper tucked under his arm. He isn't clear at first, but as he continues, it definitely becomes him. He isn't as you remember him looking; he looks entirely like a normal, chubby twelve-year old boy, the signs of aging caused by time immemorial no where present on him. His skin is an odd-light blue tone, but that's all that stands out about him.

Otherwise, he just about looks like the Pig King as you remember him.

And he's stopping right in front of you. He seems to stop for a few seconds before taking one of the large pieces of paper and...drawing? It appears he's making a map. He's not even noticing you, why should he? He has no clue what you look like, so why should he care. Unless you do something, he's just going to keep mapping and not paying attention to you until he's done.

And when he's finished, he's going to start going into your backyard to map there.]

[a-gentle-boy.livejournal.com]

[Lucas almost doesn't notice the small, chubby boy at first as he continues to flick the yo-yo back and forth in a horizontal motion. Recognition, however, comes quickly, and Lucas's yo-yo tricks soon end prematurely as his eyes open wide in astonishment. The Friend's Yo-Yo smashes into the ground; Lucas glances away and tries to avoid eye contact as he pretends that nothing is wrong.]

[godisachild.livejournal.com]

[Pokey pays no attention as he heads into your backyard, detailing it on his map. He's about to, in fact, leave without asking you anything.

And then he notices the yo-yo on the ground. And it looks so...familiar. Entrancing.

It couldn't be.

Without meaning to, he comes incredibly close, eyes always drawn to the yo-yo and not to you. As far as he's concerned, you aren't even there at the moment.

It can't be, but it looks so familiar. He reaches out to try and take it.]

[windmill.livejournal.com]

You only did what you thought was right.

[a-gentle-boy.livejournal.com]

I know. But . . . Is it really alright to excuse what happened by thinking that?

[windmill.livejournal.com]

It has to, Lucas. We don't have much else.

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[steel-massifail.livejournal.com]

[[FULLY ADORNED IN HIS ARMOUR]]

...Lucas? You alright?

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[a-gentle-boy.livejournal.com]

[Lucas doesn't really recognize this person and he blinks for a few seconds before deciding to respond anyway.]

. . . I'm OK. I healed myself already.

[an-zero.livejournal.com]

If you can heal injuries, then I'd like some help.

[a-gentle-boy.livejournal.com]

OK. Could you let me know where you live?

[an-zero.livejournal.com]

1334 Benny Road.

[bluecapboy.livejournal.com]

Lucas? What happened?

[a-gentle-boy.livejournal.com]

. . . When I was droned, I hurt a lot of people. And I mean . . . I ended up beating them, I think.

[bluecapboy.livejournal.com]

[...Oh.]

But that wasn't your fault though. It wasn't actually you doing those things.

[motheringnation.livejournal.com]

.....you can fix blindness?

[a-gentle-boy.livejournal.com]

Uh-huh. If your eyeballs are gone completely, I can't do anything, but I can heal minor damage.

[motheringnation.livejournal.com]

My..my eyes...are still here. Just can not see anything.

I-I'm late-

[teacup-parry.livejournal.com]

There is little point in taking responsibility for what your body was forced to do while it wasn't under your control.

It's fine!

[a-gentle-boy.livejournal.com]

. . . But I wouldn't have been droned if I hadn't done what I did beforehand. I . . . I never thought that it would hurt other people.