The Master

It can get so quiet around here once you're grown used to incessant, idiotic babbling around your living area all of the time--and then, poof! Gone, without so much as a goodbye. Vanished like some cheap magic trick. Then again, it isn't as if there's been a very good track record set to begin with. I'll just have to focus my energies elsewhere, then. Speaking of...

[He turns in his chair, glancing over at his bed. Curled up there, swatting at a few scrap electronics, is a small kitten. It's a dark golden color and can't be more than a few months old. The Master frowns.]

Theta, leave those alone.

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