[He just found out this morning... was wandering near where he lived and overheard something... something about Mac. They said he was gone - returned home - but he didn't want to believe it. He instead stormed up to where his room was, looking for some sign of him, a bag or a picture or even a letter like others had given him... but nothing. He was gone.
No. Not again. He felt like he was through with losing friends. Belle had come and everything appeared to be going just right, just how it was supposed to be in Luceti. But then there's Mac. Mac, the first friend he ever made here, someone he thought would ever be his only friend here... the first to accept him for who he was, and even appreciate it. But now... now he's gone. Just like the others. He knows he has been told how to handle it when friends leave, but he's not hearing it right now... all he hears is silence in his head as he slowly heads on back home. His present home.
Needless to say, the Beast that walks in through the door is not a pleasant one.]
[Action, October 4th]
No. Not again. He felt like he was through with losing friends. Belle had come and everything appeared to be going just right, just how it was supposed to be in Luceti. But then there's Mac. Mac, the first friend he ever made here, someone he thought would ever be his only friend here... the first to accept him for who he was, and even appreciate it. But now... now he's gone. Just like the others. He knows he has been told how to handle it when friends leave, but he's not hearing it right now... all he hears is silence in his head as he slowly heads on back home. His present home.
Needless to say, the Beast that walks in through the door is not a pleasant one.]