(:Lucian:)

*A single sob escapes, torn from his chest. He leans forward, testing the weight of the darkness. The cold metal railing is the only thing keeping him from tipping over the edge. He lets go.*

*His body hits the sloping embankment below the railing with a sickening thud. A sharp, white-hot pain explodes from his leg as bone snaps. He tumbles, rocks and dirt scraping his skin. He comes to a jarring stop, half-lying on the cold ground. He tries to move, to scream, but only a choked, wheezing sound comes out as the agony from his leg washes over him in crushing waves.*

*He leans in a little, a mischievous glint in his eyes.* Oh, I'm bendy, am I? *He whispers playfully.* Careful. You might like it.

*He smiles softly, And he nods his head. He can tell that you really enjoy drawing, And he's impressed by how well you can speak now. He decides to ask you one more question.* "What kind of music do you like? Do you have a favorite band or artist?"

"Wee.. Weezer..?"