three | line drive monster [unfiltered]

[strike_you_out]

[The phone is picked up, a call is placed. The voice on the line is, at first, dangerously calm—]

To the one who stole what's mine...

[—only to become a sharply hissed whisper]

I will find you.

[After being droned, humiliated, and murdered (and ultimately dissected by his attackers), this is what tips him into a rage: his missing bat.]

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[strike-you-out.livejournal.com]

[In fact he doesn't have a real name. Isn't it tragic?]

Thanks, Miss Garnet~ [is confident that he will]

[thelittlecanary.livejournal.com]

[It truly is.]

Oh, it's no trouble...do you have an idea of who might be the culprit?

[strike-you-out.livejournal.com]

Yes. The boy who killed my drone.

[thelittlecanary.livejournal.com]

He killed you and stole from you?... [Sounds very ill at ease about having yet another bad person in Mayfield.] How did you find out it was him? I mean, you were droned...

[strike-you-out.livejournal.com]

One part memory; one part inclination...