Life. Soliloquy's was preparing to take a rather drastic turn. He wasn't entirely sure what to do with his for remaining couple of months without any responsibilities, all he knew was that somehow he wanted to live it. Scorpion's life had never been completely over, in fact though he had been busier Soliloquy had been able to see his brother's life hadn't been completely taken over by the little problems, his new minions. To be fair though, Scorpion was far more suave and certainly seemed to have a far better handle on most things than Soliloquy believed he ever would have.
Was Soliloquy Destruction worried about becoming a parent? Most certainly. It wasn't just the selfish thoughts that flooded his mind, caused him to dread this arrivals but the idea of being responsible for the damned things troubled him too. He didn't even want them in the first place, he had never been good with kids so how on earth could anyone expect him to sufficiently care for and be a good father to the things? Of course here the selfish thoughts would start again, searching for distractions rather than confiding in Isolde who very likely had similar fears of her own.
And so that was how the man found himself now wandering frequently. He didn't travel exceptionally far though he was more sparse than an expecting father ought to be, he should have been back at the Range caring for Isolde and yet here he was fleeing that drama and seriousness and looking instead for some fun. Pretend for now that he didn't have simply two months left of his bachelor lifestyle and yet rushing now to continue with it whilst he still could.
