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[fourthmade]

This is a place to send your prayers to the Fourth god. He may not always respond, or he may respond in ways you don’t expect, but he is always listening.

Speak, he hears you.

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backdated to a few days after Pieces of Heart

[ueteribus]

[At first he didn't use the network at all. He didn't dare. Couldn't. He was angry, unsettled, in discomfort and...afraid. So very afraid, really. Lucius doesn't like losing control over the one thing that he should always be in absolute command over: himself.

The strange conversation between the Fourth and the Fog he witnessed doesn't really help either. He knows it means his side is growing stronger but he almost doesn't care. It hardly negates the violation he feels.

As the days pass though and the shock fades he realizes that he feels, oddly, better. More confident and relaxed than he has for some time. The interactions in his dreamscape - though he doesn't know about them - were mostly positive, which was kind to his mental state. The things that he experienced firsthand though inside other people's minds...

He has to wait until he feels he has better control on himself before he can at last send this message. He uses the communicator directly because typing it out gives him a better chance to consider his words.

He doesn't go to the Arcade. Even though by now he's starting to get hungry.]


I don't mean to be impertinent or ungrateful. So, please forgive me. However I do wish to be honest and I am having a difficult time with what has happened to me. With what you did to us.

Why did you do it? I know you must have had your reasons but I confess I don't understand. The element of surprise must have been key, of course. But couldn't you have at least warned your followers, or asked for our permission?

I am not often in the habit of being candid or unrestrained in my thoughts and emotions on my best of days. To have had strangers interacting with my insides like that, to know they must have seen things even though I don't know what, I must say that right now I feel as if I

As if I have been violated, in my spirit and mind.

And I don't know what I am going to say when next I see any of those that I swore to that you were trustworthy. I could lose face with so many people, and it's frustrating to think you're acting as if you haven't considered any of this at all.

[fourthmade]

[It takes some time for the response to come. Lucius crafted his message with the utmost care and, perhaps, the Fourth is repaying the favor in kind. It is several minutes before the signature white courier begins to appear on the screen.]

i considered very carefully. i promise.

it had to happen the way it did, lucius. i needed to get as deep as possible to find what i needed to find. if i had asked before i did it you would have put up walls against me. i know you. she needed to see i am strong and clever and can go where i want.

i couldnt let her think you didnt trust me. we are winning. you saw what i did to her when she tried to steal you back. there is no room for doubt right now. there cant be gaps she can get through. doubt is a big gap.

dont doubt me. doubt the people who'd use what they saw against you. those are your real enemies.

[ueteribus]

[Lucius would argue that he's far too clever to buy into following someone blindly - his own history casts some serious doubt on that, though.

The fact is that the Fourth has done a very good job here, playing to his vindictiveness and his sense of fraternity. Lucius doesn't want to be a fanatic - but he does need to think that he's made the right choice here. He wants proof that everything is going to be all right if he keeps walking this path.]

It did seem as if you pulled some decisive gain over her. It was satisfying to see that. And to see her lose for a change.

Very satisfying.

You do make a compelling point. But then I'm sure you already know that. I don't understand still how going through all of us permitted you to find what you needed but then there is much about the magic here that still confuses me.

[After a moment's thought he switches subjects.]

I have been trying to get the symbol out more but there have been other things on my mind lately. I will try to do better. I hope you aren't too disappointed with me.

[fourthmade]

[Of course he's made the right choice. What other choice is there?]

im not disappointed with you. youre working as hard as you can. i know the value of patience :) ive done a lot of waiting.

i hope seeing it makes her mad.

[ueteribus]

[What choice, indeed? Lucius tends to make choices there is no turning back from -- not easily, anyhow.]

I hope so too. If I can't harm her more directly, then I'll settle for making her angry.

For now. I do still hope to be given the chance to find more to do for you in the future.

I know that I'm not as knowledgeable in certain fields as my friend McGucket is, or perhaps his partner Evangelisti. But I could be as useful to you if given the chance.

[fourthmade]

[ A small pinging note sounds from inside his machine, registering something: a sound of interest, perhaps, or maybe just random sound. Courier font scrolls out on the screen a few moments after. ]

could you?

you're really talented
it'd be terrible for that not to get used right.

what can you offer, lucius?