Mission 017

[humallelujah]

[GJ, Lockon. You got yourself data drained. So now Allelujah's watching over him, with Lockon on his bed. Oh, isn't this a familiar scene? He's holding his forehead, and muttering something.]

You know, right now I agree with Hallelujah. You are, as he said, "a fucking moron".

Why did you have to go and do this?...

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[humallelujah]

[Deep breath.] Don't. Just. Don't.

I mean it. Don't go after him. [He puts his head in his hands.]

Promise me that you won't.

[humallelujah]

Because I don't want you to get hurt!

[humallelujah]

I do that, too. That's how this whole mess started in the first place. But I can't stand by and let the people I care about get hurt!

[humallelujah]

I didn't know he was going to... I...

[Looks incredibly frustrated.] Look, I'm going to yell at Lockon when he wakes up. I don't want to have to watch over you until you wake up, too.

[humallelujah]

I would.

[Total :| look here.] Don't make me lock you in a closet.

[humallelujah]

[sladsafsd well it'll have to do.] Deal.

[Sighs and runs his fingers through his hair.] This is not helping things. Why did he have to go off and...

[humallelujah]

I didn't exactly get the chance to ask him. But Lockon's stubborn. He... he'll be fine. He has to be.

[Reaches out and checks Lockon's breathing again, and shifts the blanket so he won't be cold.]

[humallelujah]

Thanks. [Kind of... ruffles Roxas' hair.]