<div class="floatleft">(http://cache.desktopnexus.com/thumbnails/1093923-bigthumbnail.jpg)</div><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 14pt;"><strong>Von Bon (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=192811.75)</strong></span><br/><br/><strong>Location:</strong>Fairy Tail Guild Hall<br/><strong>With:</strong>No one(At the moment)<br/><br/><br/>“Hmph…” He says to himself as he started to get back up from the throwdown that Lyuk did on him, with a few drones attending to his injuries. “Go attend to your kin, he is the one who needs more help than I do.” He tells them, regaining his footing soon after. Wiping the sweat off his face, he followed the drones to where he last saw Destiny, before Lyuk intervened. From there he took up the drone, whose body was now in a critical condition, though lessened by cooling it down from the other drones. He first moved to a more secluded area, as to not attract attention from others, especially Lyuk, whom he angered, and began to rock it, as though as it was his child.<br/><br/>"There, there, there..." He whispered, the drone responded to him in a mechanical squeal of pain. "It was my fault that I put you into this..." "Never again you go through such faults like these..." It doesn't help for him, when the drones also remind him of children. Said children, despite of his pervertness, are of whom he played games with, tell jokes and had fun with them. Added by the fact that they helped him alot into taking up bounties or quests, which made part of his 'team'. Rubbing it onto its domed head, which was damaged, having a molten, curved-in hole on its side, near its lens where Lyuk had punched.<br/><br/>Once the drone was placated of its pain, he got out some tools from his bag, which was tired in a toolkit, and began to repair the drone. Another drone came up to the scene, which was apparently the same drone whom he had asked to records Lyuk and Alice's responses. It wanted to help him too, and so it did into repairing the drone. "Feel better now?" He said to the drone, which was now patched up of its wounds after a long hours of work. The drone noded, before resting on its lap, much like a cat.<br/><br/>Watching the fight from the distance, he recalled of Lyuk's words, and in his computer, he typed onto a document with his words:<br/><br/><em>'Never piss of Lyuk...'</em><br/><br/>Before closing it up and continued on with watching the fight, but albeit far distance.