::002:: [Voice]

[gunnedraven]

[The comm clicks on and there's hesitance. Then some whimpering and a whine]

O-Oz? Y-Young Master?!

W-Where... are you? I... I'm lost and the Master will scold me if I can't f-find you..

[A whine again and maybe some unseen flailing]

D-Does anyone know.. where I can find him?

What if he's hurt? Or worse...

...M-Master... where are you

Comments

[autorage]

WHAT ARE YOU SAYING, GILBERT!? CEASE YOUR PATHETIC CRIES THIS INSTANT!

[autorage]

I don't care if he's bad or not! He's still a Vessalius!

Since you've been adopted as a Nightlay, start acting like one!

[gunnedraven]

I... W-Why does our family hate Young Master's? What... did they ever do?

...How... do I act... like one?

[remember, he's still with that child-like mentality so it may be harder to get him to do much yet]

[autorage]

Idiot...! They're the ones who pushed us into the dark and made others whisper false rumors behind our backs! Just because one of their ancestors was a hero... tch!

First of all, stop obsessing over Oz Vessalius!

[gunnedraven]

I... people.. shouldn't be that way. Oz isn't bad and you should give h-him a chance... he's not.. l-like that..

Ob...sessing? I... w-what else can I do? I don't want to just abandon my Young Master..

[autorage]

Where are you!? Since you were stupid enough to get cursed, I may as well look after you until you get back to normal!

[gunnedraven]

S-Sector one.

T-Though Mister Break was going to come for me too...

[autorage]

Don't listen to Xerxes Break's words. He'll try and confuse you. Stay where you are. I'm coming now.

[gunnedraven]

But... I...

Okay.. I'll s-stay here then..