Voicemail ~ Mask or Menace

[faithfulson]

Skywalker here. Leave a message, and I'll get back to you.

Comments

[faithfulson]

The prod or the lightsaber?

I'm pretty sure my calculations were right. You should be able to strike anything with it without it going through it.

[ Had... had he been wrong? ]

[fauxmarth]

I see. Thank you -- I wasn't certain what to try when facing Finn, as I didn't want to inadvertently do him harm.
(Though I kind of did when the prod blew up...)
I think you ought to show me better handling of the saber sometime, too. If you don't mind.

[faithfulson]

[ ...oh boy. He's not sure how the prod might have exploded, but considering it was a combination of trying to tone down the lightsaber by using primitive parts and Lucina's extraordinary bad luck, it could have been a lot worse. ]

Yes; we should do that as soon as we're both free.

[fauxmarth]

Excellent.
I'll leave you to your tasks for tonight... [that he SURELY, TOTALLY has!!] Have a good night, Luke!

[faithfulson]

Good night, Lucina.

[ Yes, he has plenty to do tonight. Like bang his head against the roof and call himself out on being a complete and utter idiot. ]