[IC CONTACT]

[photophobic]

You should know where to find me.
But if you leave a message here, I will see it.

Comments

[photophobic]

He's under my protection.

[craftpunk]

You don't think I'd harm him, would you?

[photophobic]

I don't think you'd be that stupid, no.

[craftpunk]

Then why are you so worried about protecting him? He's an adult.

[photophobic]

Something you did to him has damaged his mind. Fix it.

[craftpunk]

He didn't display any personality quirks that may have predisposed him to act like this? Are you positive?

[photophobic]

[ Okay, this is just getting annoying. There is a certain tension in Kylo's voice now, like he is mere moments away from losing his temper. ]

He certainly didn't have any difficulty remembering he wasn't an animal before you tampered with him.

[craftpunk]

[ It's tight, this time: ] No, he didn't.

Very well, I'll see what I can do. Sooner, if it pleases you.

[ The vocoder hides the loathing, the anger, the twisting thoughts. ]

[photophobic]

Good.

[ He's a little too irritable to feel much pleasure at Woden's acquiescence, but at least he has his agreement now. His voice lacks the light, almost amused tone of victory it has taken on previously- he is not playing games with Woden now.
This is no taunt. It's a command. ]

Contact me when it's done.

[craftpunk]

Oh yes.

Of course.