caughtinanetwork | 1 ♐ Voice ♐ A brief check up

[Wow, Darkleer is actually communicating with the network on a whole for once instead of being a miserable hermit. Must be a special occasion. Does anyone know his wiggling day?]

Now then. Have we all cleansed ourselves of the mess and done whatever strange death rituals foreign species feel the need to do?

[Okay, maybe it is just Darkleer being a coldhearted dick. Eh.]

I believe we should focus on the more important matter here. I have seen discussions scattered throughout the network, but it would be best to have all our thoughts and speculations focused in one place on both the destruction of those so-called faeries and on the recent appearance of that Carol individual.

For those of you who are oblivious and prone to missing the obvious, things are changing in this place. It would be best to be prepared.

[Don't be fooled, he's not doing this to be nice. He's doing what any troll knows to do: looking out for himself and the few he cares about. If that means even faintly working with others, well, he'll learn to deal.]

[Also, that's all the network is getting from him. Click goes the camera!]

[Filtered to Summoner]

[Darkleer hesitates before sending this one out, although his voice is just as stoic and stern as ever.]

Since your children in particular seem to be taking this badly, perhaps it would benefit you to know that those things which followed us were nothing more than mere robots. The technology may have been organic in nature, but it was still nothing truly living. No pain, no loss of life.

That's all.

Flat | Top-Level Comments Only

What you said earlier.

I said many things earlier. Be specific.

I'm talking about the thing with the dark humour in it.

which was what, exactly?

What you said earlier!

...Stop that.

Stop what?

[Facepalm!]

What you're doing right now!

What am I doing right now?

You are being purposefully obtuse.

Wow, rude!

Hmph. Because that concerns you so very much.

Again, rude?

[And then Darkleer had to resist throwing a pillow at his face.]

My apologies. Clearly you are a delicate flower I must treat with the greatest of care, lest you faint like a certain breed of particularly small hoofbeasts.

[Awww.]

Oohh, you know me so well. Careful, you never know when I may wilt. I need the most perfect conditions to flourish!

Goodness, forbid such a thing to ever happen. Are these conditions perfect enough for you then?

[Despite the sarcasm, he is, beneath it all, asking if Summoner is okay.]

I think I can manage.

[A warm smile after finishing the last bite of his sandwich.]

Everything feels pretty right.

...Good.

[He doesn't return the smile, but his expression does relax somewhat.]

You do seem better. If you think you can keep yourself from doing anything else reckless, then I believe I'll take my leave.

Okay.

[Better Darkleer not waste anymore of his time anyway.]

Thanks again, I really mean it.

[Darkleer is already on his way towards the exit before he pauses and looks over his shoulder.]

...It's nothing. Do try to take better care of yourself... alright?

[He just leans back, shrugging and shaking his head.]

Don't worry about it. I'll be fine.

1 ♐ Voice ♐ A brief check up

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