→ 002; [voice]

[trashed]

[Guess who's actually doing a network post on his own free will, for once? That's right. This kid. But ever since he'd come back from his kidnapping, he'd been feeling a little bit...off. It wasn't something he could really place, though. Not yet.

He needed a distraction. One that isn't trying to pick a physical fight with people because that never seemed to end well here. If he's already not feeling on the top of his game it's going to end even worse than usual.]

What's the point of friendships?

[There's a bit of a pause, before he tacks on:]

Don't give me that warm and fuzzy stuff, either. I don't want to hear it.

[Well, that was short and sweet enough. He's just. Going to end it here.]

Comments

[distressedude]

What?

[Okay, hold on. Ion is fairly sure he didn't say anything about that out loud, and Sync is the last person he'd expect to comfort him out of the blue.]

Just a moment... what were you about to say?

[trashed]

[He wasn't trying to be comforting, okay!! OR.

Something.]

I said, forget I said anything!

[You walked into that one.]

[distressedude]

...fine.

[If Sync is going to go on behaving like a child, there's no point in trying to get anything out of him.]

[Though his tone sounded just a tad sharp for Ion -- for some reason, he's starting to feel really irritated right now.]

But I'm going to contact you again if something changes. If they've done anything to me, it's possible they may have done the same to you as well.

[trashed]

[Wow, that was sharp. Not that he cares, but it was strange for him.]

I don't care. Good luck finding me.

[Yep acting like a child.]

[distressedude]

[AND THEN ION HANGS UP WITHOUT ANOTHER WORD and is in a bad mood the rest of the day for like no reason at all.]

[Maybe these random headaches have something to do with it...]