Longsword, January 25th, 2010
Roy was... not exactly sure what to make of things. In fact, all he could think about at the present time was that a figment of his imagination that seemingly popped up not so long ago had just been recently revealed to him as his sister and put into the body of what he assumed to be... his wife? To make matters worse, she was pregnant, and, truth be told, that made things even more confusing.
Heaving a short sigh, he figured he would try to rid himself of that confusion.
"Conscience, I know now's not the best time... but, I'd like to ask you something."
Still crying, but with the veil covering her face, Conscience removed her head from her knees. "...What do you want?"
"You are my sister, right? What everyone has been saying's true?"
Conscience gave a slow nod. "Yes. You probably don't remember, because I've tried to remove myself from your memories."
"Why did you do that?"
"Because, when I first anchored myself to you, I don't think you quite understood the meaning of 'death' or 'secrets'. So, you gave Mom and Dad quite a scare when you kept telling them you were talking to me all the time."
Roy thought for a moment and nodded. "Oh, yeah, that would do it."
The two were silent for a moment as Ego paced the floor of the limo. Id seemed to be listening intently on the conversation at hand, although Ego seemed somewhat occupied with something sinister... as usual...
Roy finally spoke up. "Conscience, I'm sorry about all of this."
"It's...alright. And...you can call me Constance."
"I've got it! Where's Duke? He hasn't made an appearance in a while."
"Ego, what are you rambling about?" Conscience glared.
"No, no, stay with me here, Prego. Roy, get your Arcanine and pierce the heavens!"
Id, still sitting on the floor of the limo gave a short sigh.
"Ego. Shut the hell up."
Ego, beaming with happiness states, "And, with that, balance has been restored."