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

[bluecapboy.livejournal.com]

Broken fingers?! Ah, are you all right now?

I guess it couldn't hurt to try.

[a-gentle-boy.livejournal.com]

It's nothing too serious. I set it myself and I used some of my PSI on it.

I can come over right now if you want.

[bluecapboy.livejournal.com]

I'm glad you're all right now.

Ah, that'd be great! Thank you!

((ooc: Unfortunately, I think by the time Lucas would get to Luke's house, Roshia would've mercy killed him. =( ))

[a-gentle-boy.livejournal.com]

[ . . . . . . Well, he's glad to see the Russian lady is back to her normal self at least.]

[bluecapboy.livejournal.com]

[Violence solves everything...I suppose.]