savetheearth | 9. Voice. Cellphone.

Loss of echoes is by far one of the most irksome experiences, as is the sudden recollection of them. [The timing of this one had been super bad too.] However, as of yesterday, mine have returned. Given that no odd occurrences have been in the news or in the reports I've seen, the colorful vigilantism aside, I take it nothing of notice has occurred during this time?

[Damn that vigilantism and the pain in the ass paperwork that comes with it. Nice that happens, not nice that it takes hours to write up.]

I also ought to mention, though it should be obvious due my prolonged absence, that I will no longer be undercover at Locke City High School as Richard Locke. Not only is my present workload far too large to permit for it, but my superiors deemed it no longer necessary. Under our new 'management', if you were, the department is attempting something unheard of, namely being a police force without gratuitous levels of corruption among its ranks.

[Karl sounds both amused and, though difficult to tell, hopeful while saying that last line. Will the force change? Will it just go back to what it was? Who knows. The connection is almost cut before he remembers something. Between the trial and loss of echoes, he hadn't had the time to really address this.]

One final matter, does the following have any meaning to anyone here?

[A breath gets taken before he speaks once more.]

Once upon a time, there existed a giant tree that was the source of mana.
A war, however, caused this tree to wither away, and a hero’s life was sacrificed in order to take its place.
Grieving over the loss, the goddess disappeared unto the heavens.
The goddess left the angels with this edict: “You must wake me, for if I should sleep, the world shall be destroyed.”
The angels bore the Chosen One, who headed towards the tower that reached up unto the heavens.
And that marked the beginning of the regeneration of the world.

[And, following an uncertain pause at the almost fairy tale like little story, the connection ends.]

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[ He scoffs, wondering how much Karl knows about Melissa and his past. ]

What makes you think she doesn't know?

Does she know?

[Answering the question he answered with a question with another question! Best way to handle this sort of chat. Plus, to Karl, Melissa doesn't seem cruel enough to date someone else had she known a childhood friend clearly loved her.]

Would it makes you feel better to know that I promised to marry her if she couldn't find someone good enough and she has agreed to it?

[ The only reason he's dropping this bomb is because he feels that Karl isn't taking this seriously and it annoys him. It's as if Melissa isn't important to him and that doesn't fly with Eugen. ]

[The reply makes two things fairly clear: 1. no, she likely doesn't know and 2. that even when she realizes that there's better fish in the sea than him, she'll never be left alone. Someone promising to marry her, especially if this someone is Eugen, is just comforting to know.]

It does. Now I know that no matter what may come, her happiness is virtually guaranteed.

[And it sounds like he earnestly means this.]

[ Unfortunately, Karl's easy acceptance of his answer simply riles him up again. It really does annoys Eugen that he's not even speaking up for his place in her heart, that he won't even feels a tad bit possessive over Melissa. ]

No. It doesn't mean you can get away hurting her again. If it happens again, trust me, I will put you into into ICU before marrying her.

I've little doubt you wouldn't. Should it occur, I undoubtedly will have done something to deserve it.

[No hint of possessiveness can be heard; if anything, he sounds wholly accepting of this, if oddly so. Yes, this is very good. If he does fuck up, he'll be told flat out and Melissa won't suffer an idiot for a boyfriend. Very very good.]

Good. I expect you to take it like a man if it happens.

[ He huffs audibly, clearly frustrated with Karl. ]

Treat her well.

[Frustrating redhead will forever be frustrating.]

I will, on both counts.

[ A click of tongue and he puts it behind him. ]

Keep her safe.

[Now this much he can do. Melissa can no doubt handle herself but lending a hand and helping out never hurts.]

You have my word.

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