Voice Post;

[repairedbywebs]

Where is he.

Where is he?

I want my brother back, and I want him back now.

[There's the sound of someone breathing loudly, then the sound of a high pitched scream, and another one, and something crashes and breaks]

I want my brother now!

[ooc: Approach with caution.]

Comments

[justiceplanned]

Ma'am, if you'll please be calm, perhaps I can help you find your brother. What does he look like? Where was he last seen? Have you checked for his name in the Hall of the Missing?

[repairedbywebs]

Light.

You cannot help me.

[justiceplanned]

I'm sorry, I did not think I'd still be making these corrections, but you must have been familiar with my former self. I have no recollection of the people I met or things I did while previously in the City. Since you know my name, may I ask yours?

Why do you automatically assume I can't be of help?

[repairedbywebs]

You were my boy, my pet.

Because he is not here.

[justiceplanned]

. . . Your pet?

Then, perhaps you should be happy. He is on your home world, shouldn't you be glad he hasn't been dragged into this place?