Jun 28, 2010 12:35
[Key knew what being droned meant, but she'd never had to actually deal with it before. Had she been a normal 'robot girl', she may have even wrote it off as an awkward day for the said dronee. But she knew something wasn't right. Professor Oak wasn't... himself anymore. She thought hard about this: he wasn't conspiring, wasn't trying anything, so why was he...?
Key's sitting on her front porch, staring blankly at, or rather, through, the opposing house--and then her face slowly shifts into one of horror and sorrow, and she throws a tear-stained face in her hands and cries quietly as droned children run and play happily nearby.]
papa oak has left :'(,
key is crushed