[Pay no mind to this one and his stricken expression. Chalk up another Edward to the tally of poor-sops whom have lost their 'charge'. Whomever he's let slip from his grasp must be important, and a soul he'd searched for long and hard- if his exhaustion, and the way he nearly crumples into an open chair, is any clue.]

[and she turned the corner, face still planted firmly in the book she was reading although she seemed to be glaring at it more than actually paying any attention to the contents.] I don't care what he says, Al. It's not like there was anyone even in that building, and the bastard blew it up himself! It's hardly my fault that idiot didn't know what ( Read more... )