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    Come Out, Come Out...

    Post by Jo Pistonne on Sun Feb 10, 2013 1:50 pm

    Time: 11:00 a.m.
    Date: January 29, 2013

    "What a beeeeeeautiful day!"

    Jo was absolutely content with herself this fine, wonderful Tuesday. Why shouldn't she be? The sky was clear, the breeze felt relieving, and she was with her soft, purple teddy bear. Shh, don't spoil the surprise~! "I think we chose a perfect day to go out on a date, Big Z," she said, sounding particularly jubilant today. Say, where was that lug? The mechanic glanced over her shoulder, brushing loose strands of hair aside. "Big Z, you silly... You can't admire today if you're busy standing in the shade! What's the matter, afraid you will wilt~?" Of course, she knew the real reason why he was standing beneath a tree. Lawrence had yet to adjust to this planet's yellow day star, as Big Z called it. "C'mon," she giggled, extending a hand for him to take, "I promise you won't melt beneath all your robes this time."

    Nope, no melting today. Now, to find an unoccupied park bench for pseudo-couple shenanigans... She stood on her tiptoes and placed a firm hand above her eyes, scouring the landscape for such a spot. "Hey, look! There's one waaaaaay over there! Race you to it, Big Z~!" Try not to trip in those robes... Jo didn't know how expensive they were! This meant she was going to win for sure, but oh well~! Jo stuck out her tongue and sprinted down the hill, mentally chuckling to herself. You're mine, X'ki... ALL mine...

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    Re: Come Out, Come Out...

    Post by Lawrence on Sun Feb 10, 2013 5:28 pm

    Lawrence was actually pretty comfortable, temperature-wise. It was the sun's brightness that was the main problem, and the body he now resided in was obviously not designed to function under this sort of light. The world was almost too bright, and he would occasionally stop beneath the scattered bits of shade just to give his poor eyes a break for a moment. He was pretty sure he was getting a headache, but since when had pain ever stopped him from completing a mission?

    At Jo's prompting he stepped out of the shade, but as for a race to a empty park bench? No, just no. Lawrence could walk in these heels, but running was rather pushing it. Beside that, Zurg wouldn't have run anyway. He would've just rolled his eyes (as Lawrence was doing) and then followed Jo at his own pace. He eventually reached the bench at the bottom of the hill, and sat down beside his friend. The X'rghthu reached over and placed one hand on top of hers for good measure, just to make sure their illusion was kept up.

    All the while, Lawrence was keeping his horns peeled for the telltale buzz that meant X'ki was in the area. Come on, you little monster, this bait was entirely too perfect for you to pass up . . . the butler looked forward to making the construct squirm.

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    Re: Come Out, Come Out...

    Post by Jo Pistonne on Sun Feb 10, 2013 6:52 pm

    Lawrence, you were performing perfectly.

    From the reluctance to enter the broad sunlight and from rolling his swollen red eyes, Jo was starting to think that Lawrence really could pass off as the burdened ruler. He was certainly just as smelly. "Aw, not wanting to run down the hill?" Jo said, making a small frowny face. Big Z wasn't one to enjoy small games, excellent! "That's fine. Now come down here and have a seat with me!" She patted the vacant spot beside her, scooting over so he could have a seat. That's it... Come down here with dignity and poise, moving slow and mysterious. Ooh, this entire scheme was getting Jo excited! "Can't let up being royalty even for an afternoon stroll, huh?" Should be any moment now if her hunches were correct...

    The real kicker was when Lawrence reached over to place his hand on top of hers. "...!" Jo suddenly perked up in surprise, cheeks blushing out of reaction. That... That had been most unexpected. Big Z typically wasn't very affectionate in public but who was Jo to question? She settled down and wore a small, bashful smile. "Oh you're a scoundrel," she teased. Well, no harm in pretending further. The mechanic leaned closer and rested upon Lawrence's arm, slowly closing her eyes and having a good time.

    "If only you did that more often..." And that was not directed to Lawrence.

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    Re: Come Out, Come Out...

    Post by Lawrence on Sun Feb 10, 2013 7:13 pm

    All right, putting his hand on hers might've been a little much, but Lawrence knew how incorrigible Zurg could be. This still fit within the monarch's character, especially given the situation. Zurg would probably be doing these little things out of defiance if he wasn't so upset at the moment. Even if he had calmed down a bit in recent months, there was still a certain fire to him.

    The thing Lawrence didn't expect was Jo leaning closer, and suddenly he was glad for that veil as he felt a bit of warmth rising to his cheeks. Oh, these organic reactions to various things; he could mimic quite a few of them, but blushing was one he could only replicate emotionally. Still, he enjoyed the warmth of Jo's closeness, maybe leaning a bit closer himself.

    Oh yes, this was just the sort of thing that would have X'ki flying into a rage. Lawrence expected to hear the construct on approach any minute now. He just hoped that Jo would be ready with whatever she was planning. She would be the one doing most of the work, here; though if sitting on X'ki would help, he guessed he could try that.
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    Re: Come Out, Come Out...

    Post by Zurg on Sun Feb 10, 2013 7:34 pm

    Well, well, well... If it weren't two cross-species lovers having a little personal time in broad daylight. Why, it should go without saying that a certain xenophobic pest had taken an acute interest into what its other half was doing. Little did either Jo or Lawrence know, but X'ki had not gone too far. In fact... it had actually remained fairly close, stuck to contemplate anything and everything around it. You could say that the construct was having an existential crisis, trapped upon a foreign world with no one to uphold their ways. In this regard, it had nothing to look forward to other than a slow, guaranteed death - the death of their existence.

    "I should have never let him come back here, to this damning world..." But such sentiments were too late, and X'ki could blame no one but itself. There was nothing else left to do but watch everything it had loved... fade. Language, culture, His Grace... Everything would surely be lost and the outsiders would win. They would win everything.

    But maybe that was simply meant to be? Was it not the way of life for things to die while something new took its place? This was seen as natural, wasn't it? ...Wasn't it? X'ki no longer found itself sure anymore, instead having watched these outsiders go about their daily lives. "Look at them," it said only to itself. "They go about their lives in blissful ignorance, denying the fact that one day they, too, shall be replaced... I envy them to have this cognizant naivety." The inevitable will happen one day, and upon that day, that day of judgment, what will they do? For now the outsiders remained engrossed in their small lives, but how long would that last... How long would any of them last?

    It was then that X'ki, in its brooding, noticed a familiar presence. "Hmm?" Look, down there. Was that...? "Your Grace?" Ugh, and with that outsider woman. Did that boy never learn? He could not replace their ways and customs by trying to splice the two worlds together. That simply could not be done! Or... could it? It was strange to see His Grace happy. For as long as X'ki knew him, the boy was either somber or too timid. He rarely spoke, he rarely laughed, and he rarely... lived. And the end result of such cultural repression? That mockery, this Evil Emperor abomination. Was that the culmination of their harsh ways? Or was that simply the bastardization of poor upbringing, from both his father and itself, an old shepherd too bitter to smile? "..."

    There was only one way to find out, and X'ki made a rapid beeline for the two.

    "You there!" it barked, addressing them in Basic. There was no escape now and X'ki flitted several feet before their faces. "What is the meaning of this sacrilege? Your Grace, as dishonourable as you are, you must not engage in outside affection with someone beneath you." Hear that, woman? Know your place! "You will return back home at once and reflect on what you have brought to us all."


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    Re: Come Out, Come Out...

    Post by Jo Pistonne on Sun Feb 10, 2013 8:10 pm

    Oh my, look at Lawrence being assertive~! Jo wasn't complaining. Maybe she should bring Big Z out to the park sometime, just the two of them? It would be good for him to get out of the house, away from all those chores and responsibilities he catered to. Ah well, another time. A time when she wasn't busy getting her vendetta off her checklist. But first~!

    The monarch wasn't the only incorrigible one. Jo took this time as a golden opportunity, inching up to peck Lawrence on his covered cheek. "Mwah~!" she giggled. Bet you weren't expecting that, were ya!? Just remember, hot stuff; this was all make believe so don't burst into ashes next to her, got that? She wouldn't be able to explain to Big Z that she let Lawrence spontaneously combust out of thin air... Hey, you hear that chiming? Jo pricked up an ear, opening her eyes. That was no porch decoration... That was -- !

    Pain in My Ass wrote:"What is the meaning of this sacrilege? Your Grace, as dishonourable as you are, you must not engage in outside affection with someone beneath you."
    ...Beneath him!? Why she outta!

    Jo instantly sat up, eyes alive with inner fury. "Oh like you're one to talk, you curmudgeonly pile of scrap!" she barked right back. Steady, Lawrence, steady... The mechanic unwrapped her arms around her disguised friend, crossing them angrily over her chest. "You've got some nerve showing your ungrateful face around here, X'ki." Or whatever he had for a face -- she didn't care at this point! "What you did to Big Z back home was awful. How could you punish him so severely for wanting to promote tolerance?" And who know her place!? That's when Jo's temper reached critical, the woman standing straight up with a stomp. "He's not going anywhere and neither are YOU!" Now, Lawrence!

    Before either of them could react, she had reached into her pant pocket for a small device. The details didn't need explaining, since its execution would do all the talking for it. "Here! Why don't you have a SEAT, X'ki!" Jo snapped. Whoosh! And the metal disc was off, landing directly beneath the construct and activating upon hitting the ground!

    BZZZT!

    Try as X'ki might, his virtual butt wasn't going anywhere. Why? "HAH!" Jo curtly laughed, throwing her shoulders back victoriously. "Let's see you get out of this high-powered magnet, X'ki!" A magnet? Of course! The construct may be high and mighty technology-wise, but metal was still metal and X'ki was definitely a metal with attraction.

    Well? Looks like you were stuck, X'ki, and by an outsider no less!
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    Re: Come Out, Come Out...

    Post by Lawrence on Sun Feb 10, 2013 9:23 pm

    At the kiss, Lawrence blushed under the veil even more, but otherwise he kept his composure. Yeah, that chiming? He heard it long before Jo did and so began to prepare himself for the inevitable confrontation. Sure enough, in the next few seconds X'ki appeared before them, again going on about how Zurg should not give affection to those beneath him. Pfft, if he thought THAT was sacrilege, he should get a load of who was really under these robes! The butler kept silent even as much as he wished to snarl a response, and he was rather surprised by the construct still using 'Your Grace', even after exiling Zurg.

    Lawrence let Jo do all the talking for the moment, as the construct was not completely off guard just yet. That changed in an instant after the mechanic stood up and threw that magnet. The X'rghthu winced slightly at the sound of the thing's activation, but otherwise was very pleased indeed. Nope, there would be no escaping from them now; X'ki would have to listen to them both this time.

    With the trap sprung, there was no longer need for silence on his part, and so the ex-robot gleefully spoke, though the initial amusement faded fairly quickly. "Surprise~ . . . it is rather amusing that you underestimated us so badly, especially given you hurt her bonded." Our bonded, was what he wanted to say, but even if he didn't say that, the very idea of anyone hurting Zurg inspired a rather interesting sort of rage. He'd felt similar before, or at least he thought so, but it seemed so much more intense for some reason. He blamed his new body for it and tried to focus on the matter at hand.

    "You still call Zurg 'Grace', even after you've exiled him? What is the matter, X'ki? I thought you were above such things as second thoughts." Lawrence's eyes narrowed a bit as he worked his way along to the point he wanted to make. "You also seem to be above letting anyone who is curious learn anything about your ways, given what you've done. Such a ridiculous notion, coming from one member of a culture of two. Are you truly so eager to have your kind and your ways be left forgotten in the dust? That is what will happen if this situation is allowed to continue . . . why should Zurg continue to observe your customs, when you've cast him aside?"

    With that, Lawrence leaned forward in his seat a bit, glaring down at the AI stuck to the magnet. "He has his faults, but with Jo and I, there is acceptance for all that he is. With you that is certainly not the case. Is it any wonder why he is so fond of us? The one thing I do not understand is that he still seems to look up to you . . . at least some of his sadness has to stem from having disappointed you, no matter how angry he might have been for a few moments earlier."

    He stopped for now, to allow Jo to get her own words in. Hopefully if he did not make a dent in the stubborn AI's resolve, something she said would manage it.
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    Re: Come Out, Come Out...

    Post by Zurg on Sun Feb 10, 2013 9:45 pm

    "Hmph! Such insolence coming from your tasteless mouth, woman." No, X'ki would not bow to a shrieking banshee. The little construct let forth a surge of energy, bristling behind a makeshift field. "Yet again you prove how childish you are, thinking your stubborn, bullheaded ways will topple our own. Clearly your kind deserve nothing more than to crawl back into the primordial ooze from whence they came!" In short: go screw yourself, woman. You could surely do that in bed, couldn't you? But if X'ki thought its sharp words would put an end to this discussion, then it was sorely mistaken. There was the flick of something tossed from the woman's hand, but by the time X'ki thought to flee... it was already too late.

    BZZZT!

    "AHH!" A pained cry escaped the construct, its amorphous form suddenly sent plummeting to the earth with an ignominious thud. It... It could not move! Panicked and wracked with anger, X'ki kept emitting sparks of energy, singeing the nearby grass into a neat little ring around it. "Coward! Wench! You think to ground me with your sneaky ways!? Your Grace!" Here the construct focused on His Grace, calling out to him. "You are not going to sit there and let her get away with such a disrespectful act, are you!?"

    !? wrote:"Surprise~!"
    ...WHAT!?

    Immediately X'ki grew quiet, laying still within the grass as a clumsy, solid sphere. The magnet was starting to mess with its composition, artificial lines allowing slivers of pulsing energy to be seen beneath this thick shell. It... It was vulnerable! "You're not His Grace!" the construct shouted in disbelief. It was... It was...! "NNNGH, you're that no good robot, Lawrence! Wearing those robes is treason of the highest degree!" The very one who had defiled their ways and turned into - ! Bah! X'ki could not bring itself to think of such a lowly act, instead fuming. "So, you both tricked me, is that it!?" it demanded with an audible snort. How dare that pretender lecture it, thinking the false wannabe held any merit? "You truly know nothing - the both of you," X'ki growled hotly. "You are not His Grace's bonded and nor shall you ever be! We will not recognize this illegitimate union!" And as for the pretender's high and mighty sermon? "Hmph. I would rather our proud ways be forgotten with the stars themselves than have you filthy X'kthuluukmami know our secrets. You are not worthy."

    "His Grace is sad because he is still a child; he needs guidance!" And it most certainly will not come from outsiders. "If eighty Graces before him could survive our ways, then so can he! He is no different!" But is that true?


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    Re: Come Out, Come Out...

    Post by Jo Pistonne on Sun Feb 10, 2013 10:19 pm

    Bullseye! They had X'ki right they wanted him, imprisoned at their feet and left to rock violently in anger. Jo flashed a confident smirk, feeling personally accomplished. That grin quickly went away, though. What X'ki said next was beyond insulting. "Tasteless!? Crawl back to a primordial -- ! X'ki, you are a miserable S.O.B., you know that!?" This guy... This guy was just digging himself a deeper and deeper pit the more he talked! "And who are you calling a coward, anyway!?" Ooh, when Jo gets her hands on him, she'll...!

    That's when Lawrence decided enough was enough, foregoing his ruse to reveal his true identity. Can't say Jo didn't regain her smirk at that, crossing both arms over her chest and silently gloating. "Pretty convincing trick, huh?" she said, feeling mighty smug. "You may act holier than thou, but you're nothing more than a loud windbag. Fooling you was child's play." Sadly that loud windbag was also incredibly dense. Most of what Lawrence said was either deflected back with insults or completely ignored. Tsk, such a cop out. Things were going to take a turn for the worse, though. Apparently X'ki was still holding onto his xenophobic ideals, thinking that neither of them were fit to be in Big Z's life. "Last I checked you weren't his nanny," she snorted right on back, not afraid to go there. "Ever stop to think that your so-called guidance is what messed him up in the first place? Huh, do ya!? Your kind isn't exactly very nice, you know!"

    You know what, Jo was just so sick of listening to X'ki lord around as if he knew better. He insulted her, he insulted Lawrence -- craters, he even insulted the cats! The cats! The mechanic's fists clenched, teeth gritting. "I've had enough of you," she growled. X'ki was never going to change. He was just going to insult them all, never thinking twice about his actions. So you know what? Jo will give him something to think about.

    CRACK!

    "You useless piece of space shit!" she yelled. Jo picked up her boot after stomping on the downed construct once, already prepared to do it again. "You don't even deserve to be alive!" CRACK! "In fact, you don't deserve anything at all!" CRACK! CRACK! This was a side of Jo that was new, even to her. She discovered it, worriedly, during the Phazon Crisis when Proxy had died. But you know what? This oddly felt... right; like she should be punishing X'ki. "So do everyone a favor and just die already!"

    CRACK!
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    Re: Come Out, Come Out...

    Post by Lawrence on Sun Feb 10, 2013 10:59 pm

    Lawrence looked on as X'ki responded to his words with more insults, and more xenophobic remarks. Can't say he was surprised, but after being stuck here for so long, he'd thought that maybe SOMETHING about the nature of Portal Breach would sink in. Stubborn construct was stubborn, however, and it seemed they would have to work a bit harder to get their message across.

    The butler snorted as best he could at X'ki's statement of a child needing guidance. Yes, that was true, but such harsh guidance? "Yes, guidance is necessary for a child; we've certainly seen what happens around here when that is lacking." His thoughts turned to quite a few of the kids around the Breach, but there's no need to name names. Those observant enough knew who they were. "But a child also needs love, X'ki; or barring that, at least acceptance. They need to know that there is someone that will support them."

    Then it seemed Jo had finally had enough of the insults, placing one boot on top of the AI and beginning to drive her weight down onto him. She stomped once, twice, three times. Then a fourth, and the fifth stomp was beginning to sound like she might start causing damage. X'ki was fairly sturdily constructed, though . . . he could take it, probably. It was a bit shocking to Lawrence, but given how bad of a mood he himself was in, he did not move to stop her.

    No, when there was a break in the stomping, he glared a bit harder at the construct, and then spoke again. "You are wrong, X'ki, wrong about many things, but first and foremost is this. Zurg IS different. He is more fragile than he appears, perhaps some of that is your own fault. But in spite of that, in spite of everything that tried to grind him into the dirt, he is still willing to love, and to learn. He is hesitant, yes, but still willing. There are cracks running through him, certainly, but he is not completely broken... not yet, in any case. Your rejection of him may well be the final straw. Do you truly wish to be responsible for that?"

    Lawrence let that sink in, and then added one final thing. "If that happens, you will be well and truly alone in the universe. Is that what you really want, X'ki?"
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    Re: Come Out, Come Out...

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    Blow was met for blow, and X'ki would not back down. It was cornered, therefore acting bigger than it was came automatically. "I am calling you BOTH cowards!" the construct yelled. And who was that woman calling it a nanny!? "His Grace has no need for nannies, so you both can stop babying him! A child he may be, but his title demands more - more than either of you will bother to understand!" And then the whole sickening spiral resumed once again, where insult was traded for insult. This time, however, the pretender had a nasty answer coming his way. "Love? A Grace needs not love," X'ki spat. "How many times must I tell you, outsider? Graces are ideas. To enable them in living like the average person will only cripple them - they will become wrought with self-doubt and despair! Is this not what has already happened to His Grace!?" Why couldn't these two see? "His Grace's father was a great man - one of the best! His Grace could have surpassed his father and more if it were not for his childish dreams!" This was true!

    But still the outsiders could not understand. Was this because of culture clash or just stubborn ignorance? X'ki would have promptly refuted each and every point the pretender had, but that sadly did not come to pass.

    CRACK!

    That horrible noise. That horrible, horrible noise.

    Externally the construct was tough - maybe tougher than actual steel. But internally... "Wait... Wait, stop!" X'ki cried out in alarm. What was the woman doing!? "Do not do that! While my shell is hardened, inside I am very - !"

    CRACK!

    Again, that awful noise. This time the pulsating energy inside the construct's shell leaked out, a brief miasma pooling around it before dissipating in a plume. Imagine it to be flour being forcefully beaten out from its burlap bag. "Please!" This time X'ki sounded frantic, terrified for its own life. "Please, stop that stomping at once! You are going to - !"

    CRACK! CRACK!

    That is when X'ki started to slur, Basic blurring with X'rghthu and vice versa. "Ple-ease, X'kthuluukm-mami... Stop thi-is x'jk-kuumt..." The light within was fading faster and faster...

    CRACK!

    ...Silence. X'ki did not respond after that, the energy having grown dark.


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    Re: Come Out, Come Out...

    Post by Lawrence on Mon Feb 11, 2013 10:11 am

    Maybe if Lawrence was truly himself, if he had access to his sensors, he would have realized the danger sooner. Instead, he watched impassively, only getting his first warning when X'ki began to react in panic. In the end, it was only when it seemed the AI was begging for its life that the ex-robot moved to act, quickly standing and trying to take a step forward. "Jo, wait--"

    CRACK!

    Too late, much too late. The light in X'ki's center faded in the instant after Jo made that last stomp, the silence all too telling. Lawrence took a step backward in shock, bumping into the bench and then sitting down heavily. If only he'd thought to bring the Chronoscepter... it might not've worked very well, given his current state, but that would have been better than this! There was no time to run back to the house and retrieve the time staff, either; the AI within the construct was likely already without power for too long.

    Lawrence's eyes were still pretty wide when he finally spoke, perhaps looking a bit wild. It might've reminded Jo a bit of Zurg, during certain darker times. "So, who is the greater fool in this case: him or myself? I suppose it is some consolation that the real X'ki died long ago, but to lose this remnant... I may never be forgiven, but then I do not deserve it."
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    Re: Come Out, Come Out...

    Post by Jo Pistonne on Mon Feb 11, 2013 3:13 pm

    Aaaaand then they were screwed -- royally.

    As with everything wrong in the universe that could have been prevented, it was too late. A classic, right? In the back of Jo's mind something had felt off, but her anger had blinded her vision. She was just so sick and tired of bigots in her life. They were there in her school, in her old workplace, and now her home! Can you really blame her? But that... that was no excuse for what she had just committed. X'ki... X'ki was...

    The silence spoke louder than the construct's insults, and immediately the mechanic jolted out of her blind rage. Already she was tired, panting after her destructive tirade. "W-What... X'ki...?" Why was the construct dark? Why wasn't he barking back something -- anything!? It took Lawrence's shocked eyes to relay the inevitable to her and at last Jo felt the gravity of the situation. Oh no...! "Lawrence, don't say that!" she told him, lighting punching his arm as she would the real deal. "You didn't do anything, okay!? I did. I used the magnet, I came up with this plan, and I stomped him into space jam! Don't you go blaming yourself like he does!" She was not about to let Lawrence punish himself further for a crime he never committed. All he did was accompany her, that's all.

    Turning back to look down at the now cracked X'ki, Jo... Jo wasn't so sure of what to do next. "Oh craters, he's going to be so mad..." What will Big Z do? Will he exile them? Or worse, will he agree with X'ki after seeing this violent outbreak and cut off all ties? She didn't like either path this could take but she had done this. She had willingly done this. Jo shook inside, allowing her body to waver a little. "Well, no point in saying I'm not scared," she mumbled. "The best thing to do is tell him, and pronto. I will do it, Lawrence. None of this is your fault." She will. This... This was her fault, and the right thing to do was to -- !?

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    Re: Come Out, Come Out...

    Post by Zurg on Mon Feb 11, 2013 5:07 pm

    You two should know better than to meddle in affairs not your own, but... Perhaps it cannot be truly helped. You were, after all, trying to stick up for both friend and companion. Was this not a noble, if blind, endeavour? You were only doing what you thought was right, so don't be ashamed now. No one said this was going to be easy. There was no other way than to go forward at this point. Will you?

    A horned shadow soon fell upon cracked remains, any desire to cover this accident up nothing more than a passing thought. "Tell me what?" Zurg was now here, also too late to prevent this unfortunate turn of events. He noticed the both of you, face stoic as always and eyes subdued. "...Lawrence? Is that you?" The monarch took a moment to study his friend, not upset in the slightest. On the contrary, he almost sounded amused. You could not be sure, however. He had since learned to mask his emotions from the both of you. "Hmm, that is rather convincing. You've mimicked me well." But if you were wearing a set of his robes and veil, Lawrence... Then what was Zurg wearing in the meanwhile?

    He was wearing something that may surprise you:
    • A grey t-shirt that was comfortable and form-fitting ;
    • A pair of dark blue jeans that fit nicely ;
    • A brown belt to keep things tidy ;
    • And dark brown shoes that weren't harsh on the feet.
    There was no familiar sync suit that protected his skin from curious eyes and he wore absolutely nothing from his culture. He was, essentially, dressed as an outsider. Did he fit the bill? Or did his bare purple skin and stark alien features keep him at an awkward medium? Whatever you answered, Zurg glanced down at the stilled frame of a once-antagonistic AI. "..." Ah, and there his friend was. Quiet and at peace...

    It would be folly to think that the monarch would be so dense as to believe X'ki was in a state of hibernation. So the monarch, already surmising what had happened, decided to hear the story first before judging. He looked back up at the both of you, knowing you would confess. "I see," he said, not sounding angry or vengeful. The monarch did sound a little saddened, but again you would not be able to tell why and at whom or what. "Before I say anything else, would either of you like to explain what had happened, in your own words?"

    Would you?


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    Re: Come Out, Come Out...

    Post by Lawrence on Mon Feb 11, 2013 7:51 pm

    Well. That escalated quickly. Lawrence did hear Jo's words, but he did not take them to heart, especially given the other thing he heard was Zurg approaching. Soon enough, there the monarch was, with the scene of the crime in full view. There would be no running from this, no making excuses or explaining it away. The only thing to be done was to tell the truth . . . and then perhaps move on from the family he had destroyed so carelessly.

    When Zurg noticed the deception the two of them had pulled, Lawrence flinched before reaching up to remove the veil. Oh, he heard the difference in his friend's voice, or rather the lack of one from how he heard it normally. So, masking his emotions once again? The butler supposed that was only natural, given everything that happened, and now this on top of it.

    Eventually, Zurg discovered the smashed construct on the ground, and soon enough it was time to tell the tale. Lawrence sighed, perhaps a bit miserably, and began to speak. He was not able to raise his red eyes to meet that of his friend's. "There is a saying of the Earth humans, 'the road to hell is paved with good intentions'. We only wished to catch X'ki, to hopefully get him to see reason and give back what he so cruelly took from you. The deception worked well enough, as did the trap, but speaking with him did not. He did refer to you as Grace when he mentioned you, in spite of what he did earlier, if that means anything..."

    Lawrence knew, though, it would have probably taken a formal 'I return your titles' from X'ki, and that would never happen now. He looked down at the ground as he continued, though focusing on a point away from the destroyed AI. "We argued, he reflected every logical point we gave with fury and insults. Jo... had enough. Please, do not blame her for this, however . . . this was ultimately my fault, started with how foolishly I indulged my curiosity."

    He let his eyes close, and wrapped his arms around himself. "This is what always happens . . . I always manage to walk right up to the one line I do not know is there, and then cross it in my ignorance."

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