Lance is gone.

[Unlike last time, his tone isn't really upset. More informative than anything. Lance left before. So did Lucian, Dawn, Cynthia, and Jasmine. He's used to it.]

In other news, everyone needs to be very gentle to Xatu. She's molting, and she's a little... [shifty eyes-] insecure when she molts. So be very nice and tell her that ( Read more... )

[Private to Lance || Difficult to hack]
[He grins at the camera, putting his fists up. HE IS PREPARED.]

Sir Lance, I noticed that you've stayed inside on this glorious day of days! Have you not a fair maiden that you keep around? I realize, after so long, you may have forgotten what it feels like to have a lady beside you, but this is no day ( Read more... )

Ah- ah-

[Will winces and tries to position the PCD to his face- accidentally smearing the camera lens with blood and obscuring the view. The part of him that's still visible is bleeding a little heavily, and he's struggling to breathe, eyes squeezed shut.]

-'s okay. All good. Fine.

[He swallows hard and tries to crawl forward a little, ( Read more... )

[If you weren't living with him and hadn't seen his conversation with the Animus, it's impossible to tell that Will was affected by the latest development at all. He's sitting at the table Very Very Carefully, peering into the feed with a lopsided grin. Xatu (a green bird the size of an older child) rests quietly behind him, her eyes just barely ( Read more... )