<div class="floatleft">(https://s-media-cache-ak0.pinimg.com/736x/36/c7/ee/36c7ee071cc6d56a6f390852faad369f.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Benson "Bence" Marconi (Little Brother)<br/><strong>Alias:</strong>Red Ranger<br/><strong>Time/Date:</strong>October 1st, Evening<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Mega City Streets<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Kara, Open<strong>Mention:</strong>N/A<br/><hr/><br/>Little Brother turned to Kara when she asked how long could he remain in control of Bence’s body. He remained silent, which made it seem more awkward than it should have been for he was staring at her in his quiet examination. He was analyzing how much energy Bence had that he could use and that his arm’s healing processes were already using.<br/><br/><strong>I only have five minutes. Maybe less than that when we start walking,</strong>Little Brother informed.<strong>I cannot reach Drunk Bence’s consciousness. I am in full control.</strong><br/><br/>Little Brother was soon able to release the arm. Several tendons popped and bones crackled as his arm started to slowly rotate. He wiggled his fingers from his pinky to his thumb and then back from his thumb to his pinky. The external flesh had recovered besides the dried blood that covered it. There were a few internal rips and tears that were still weaving back together.<br/><br/><strong>Bence had to see,</strong>Little Brother explained to Coach.<strong>There was no other way to convince him.</strong><br/><br/>At Kara’s request, Little Brother walked over to Bence’s T-shirt and slipped the white Nike shirt back on, tugging it down the bricks of his torso. He turned back to Kara and started walking with her back across the bridge into town. Little Brother reminded her:<br/><br/><strong>I cannot stay in control for long. Bence’s body will no longer function until his conscious returns. I will keep watch over him and warn you and the others if any enemies or other Humans attempt to tamper with him.</strong><br/><br/>Little Brother figured he had given Kara enough assurance for by the time they had re-crossed the bridge, Bence’s right knee buckled and Little Brother used the remaining dwindling energy to safely guide his body to the ground. After dropping to one knee, Bence's body folded over to lay flatly on the sidewalk as though his soul had left him. He seemed no longer conscious, but with Little Brother’s voice entering her mind, she was reminded that the Mobicyte was still functional even if Bence wasn’t.<br/><br/><strong>You are the only Human that willingly came to our aid even after I alerted everyone we were fine. I thought Bence would do away with me, and if he had, he would be dead. I would be dead, and you would be in danger. While the probability of your survival is much higher for you are not inebriated and my kin would keep you safe, my kin would leave me to my fate to not risk their hosts. I suppose what I mean to say is your behavior confuses me. We are weak and vulnerable now. If we are attacked we will surely perish. My kin would see my fate as obvious yet you remain here.</strong>