Post the Eighth: The Frightful Find

[mysilenceknot]

[Over the years Lemony has stayed mainly the same. He however is more open to friends and has gotten closer to the few he's made here. For the most part though, he's the same mournful and quiet man he always was. However today he sounds panicked as he grabs for the phone]


Hello...hello? There's....something....something terribly dreadful seems to have happend.

There's....a body..

[A gulp]

Oh dear lord, A body is hanging from my porch....light. A body...

[There's a pause as he draws a shaky breath]

I...I just thought I should  let people know...

[Yes he is emotionally rattled and yes he may be crying and yes he really hates this place]

[EDIT: The body in question belongs to Alphonse Elric. Lemony has never meet the young man so he has no idea if it's a drone or not...what with him being dead.]

Comments

[mysilenceknot.livejournal.com]

...er. I suppose that's good to know. If you don't mind my asking, who are you and why would I assume that you might have done this?

[skokie-quartet.livejournal.com]

...

[He sounds more than a little sullen.]

'm Verbal. Now...if they were shot, that was probably me. Got Jones in the ear this year. Goddamn drone bastard.

[He also sounds more than a little drunk.]

Could goddamn' kill this whole fuckin' town and none o' these idiots'd fuckin' notice.

[mysilenceknot.livejournal.com]

Oh...well they don't appear to be shot. So I suppose that's a good thing...

[Yes...okay. Hoping this conversation ends soon...]

[skokie-quartet.livejournal.com]

Heh. Maybe for you. Means I got some competition. [Beat.] Huh. maybe for me too. Means somebody else isn't sittin' on their ass and being a nice little suburbanite.

[mysilenceknot.livejournal.com]

...right.