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Aug 25, 2010 07:58

[The phone fumbles a bit, and Crowe gives a tiny sigh before he speaks.]

I, uh... I-I... I don't know what happened with me this week but... to anyone I uh, may have offended, I deeply apologize. I wasn't myself. I-I mean that literally, I think. I don't know what happened but I hope you'll all forgive me. I-It was like I was possessed or something...

Wilhelm, Seychelles, Aisling, Margot, I-Iceland... ah, th-there was even some people I didn't even know. The blonde girl from the rec center, I know you were just trying to be nice. You all were. I'm very sorry. I understand if none of you wish to speak with me from now on, but I hope you can accept my apologies.

I... I'm just glad that I apparently decided to take out the aggression on myself, and not anyone else. [He looks down at his bandaged hand. They were both really busted up. He'd have to wait till they healed until he was going to help with all those breaking-and-entering plans he had.

There's a pause, one might have thought he had hung up or walked away, but then:]

A-and Ren. I... can't thank you enough. I-I owe you.

[Crowe will be scarce for a day or two, getting some much needed rest. He was exhausted physically and mentally, and his hands needed time to heal up. He still didn't like sticking at home too long, and he still had a paper route, so he'll be out and about at some point. And no matter what, he knew he still had to show up for combat practice. Have an utterly drained and not very with it Crowe to deal with, Jecht.]

what do, so much apologizing make it stop, depression is not in crowe's dictionary

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