Nineteenth PSI

[a_gentle_boy]

[filtered to Vince]
Mist -- . . . Vince?  If you're free sometime soon . . . Sometime really soon, preferably.  And, um.  If you don't mind having to pull off a small miracle.  And . . . If you promise not to yell at me or anything when you see me.

I really need a haircut.

[filtered to Luke, Wy, Shiraasan, Lyn, Ness, and Duster]
Are you all OK?  Did you make it through the night?

[open call]
Did anyone find out anything interesting at the party?  I think I might've gotten something . . . I don't know if it's important.  It seems as if Billy is nice as long as you play along -- He likes fire a lot, and he likes it when you don't mind about him setting them.  If you say anything about it, though, he gets upset really quickly.

It might be nothing.  I don't know.  If anyone runs into him, though . . . try and humor him.  . . . Maybe things would have gone differently if I agreed.

[For anyone who runs into him, Lucas now dons a stylish hat pulled down low over his face, and a strip of cloth cut as a mask wrapped around the top of his head with a single eyehole for his right eye.  If anyone asks, he is playing cops and robbers.  He bumps into things a lot.]

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[godisachild.livejournal.com]

[He stops. He sighs, and looks pissed, but he stops.]

What?

[a-gentle-boy.livejournal.com]

Um.

[He wasn't sure what to say, only that if he hadn't stopped Porky from just leaving, he would regret it. . . . He'd probably regret it more if he said the wrong thing.]

. . . . . Thanks. Really.

[There is a smile there.]

[godisachild.livejournal.com]

.....Yeah. Alright.

[He just gives a small shrug, but he doesn't keep the utterly, utterly pissed look on his face he usually has.]

Anything else?

[a-gentle-boy.livejournal.com]

[No not really. . . . But Porky had said something nice to him. That didn't happen everyday. . . . Lucas feels as if he deserves a reward or something.]

. . . Um. Don't talk to Billy if you can help it.

[Laugh at him all you want, Porky. Lucas lifts his hat up briefly to reveal the ruined remains of his hair and part of his raw, red scalp.]

That's it.

[godisachild.livejournal.com]

[Pokey doesn't do well in any situation, let alone awkward ones. And yeah, even he's societally conscious enough to realize how awkward this is.]

Pfeh, I'll try not to, even though the little jerk lives-

[And now just staring at your horrible burn wound, Lucas.]

...next door to me.

[And now he's just staring at Lucas.]

Are you still gonna tell me about how people are all good and wonderful now?

[a-gentle-boy.livejournal.com]

[Lucas smiles sadly at that, the hat replaced on his head.]

You wouldn't want to hear it. But I can't blame them . . . It's whoever's controlling them. And who's to say that they're people?

[godisachild.livejournal.com]

[He just looks at you dully for a minute, before cracking a miniscule smile at the end of his lips, before turning to leave again.]

Well, at least we can agree on that last part.

[a-gentle-boy.livejournal.com]

[Lucas lets him go this time, turning after watching Porky move into the distance.

Then he clonks into the exact same pole since he had forgotten it was right beside him. Why did he even turn around? He was going the same way Porky had just went. Darn it.]