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"... So I just talk? I start talking? .... Now? ... What's the light mean? ... Oh! HI, I'M WRATH, THIS IS MY MAIL VOICE, PLEASE LEAVE A--" BEEP.

[OOC: Want to thread with me but don't have a current post to do it on? Wanna send Wrath a private message? Wanna prank-call him in the middle of the night and then instantly regret it as he dials you back over and over and yells "Hello? HELLO?" into the mic? Pop a thread on here with the IC date and time and let's get playing!]

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It's... it's hard to put it simply. But he was... standing in the way of what I thought was best to protect the people I thought were most important. I thought that his way was... was foolish. Was stupid. That he didn't think things through enough.

I wanted to be the one that people listened to. The one that saved people. I wanted... I wanted to be looked at as important not because of the family I was born in but because of what I did with that power.

_{[Whoa. That's a lot of words. Wrath's eyes... kind of glaze over after a moment, but he gets the general idea.]}

... Well, if you think you did the right thing, then what's wrong?

Stupid people get killed all the time.

... He wasn't stupid, though. Just in the way.

[He just has to ignore the voice in his ear. 'Are these the kinds of people you associate with now, Mitsuzane? I knew you hung around with street trash.' He glances to the side and huffs, turning his focus back on Wrath.]

He was smart and capable... but he was just wrong. But it's... I killed my own family. That's... wrong, isn't it?

[Is it? He can hear Redyue's voice, a memory rather than a hallucination, telling him about the first 'toys' she broke. ... But he's not her. He's human, not a monster twisted by the Forest.]

[... Isn't he?]

_{[... Micchy, honey... you are so barking up the wrong tree when it comes to asking the difference between right and wrong.]

[Which might occur to him when Wrath shrugs, almost nonchalantly.]}

I tried to kill the lady who was supposed to be my mommy.

I wasn't wrong.

Even SHE said I wasn't wrong.

So...

[Yeah he's. He's realizing that. Hotaru pads over to Micchy, who scoops her up.]

'Supposed to be'?

_{[Wrath doesn't normally like discussing Izumi. At all. But well, hey, if it makes Micchy stop being so sad!]

[Wrath plops down, pressing his bare feet together, and rocks back and forth a little as he talks.]}

I died before I was born, and she tried to bring me back.

But she didn't like what she got, so she left me in the Gate.

When I escaped, I found her and she brought me back to the place where it happened and put her hands around my neck. She was weak, though, so she gave up.

I was about to kill her when we were interrupted by some idiots and I had to leave.

She's not my mommy. Not my REAL one.

A real mommy doesn't abandon their baby.

If I see her again, I'll kill her for real!

_{[No, he wouldn't. He couldn't. But he doesn't realize that. Not yet.]}

[... Okay so. Wrath is some kind of zombie. This 'Gate' is... some other world? He can understand the other world part but he can't really say what counts as 'normal' given his... situation.]

... Wrath...

[He carefully reaches out and puts a hand on the younger boy's shoulder. Maybe... maybe he can't take back what he's done or who he's killed. But... Kouta would want him to help Wrath, wouldn't he? ... Probably. Kouta always saw the good in everyone.]

_{[Wrath doesn't shy away from the touch (as long as they're not the hurting kind of touches, he likes touch!) but he does cock his head questioningly again.]}

Yeah?

... I'm sorry that happened to you.

[Hotaru turns around and noses at Wrath again. Friend? Friend.]

_{[... That's probably the friendliest, most heartfelt thing that Micchy's said to Wrath since the kid got here. Not that Wrath has interpreted any of the older boy's behavior as particularly not-nice, but it's still, you know, different.]

[He blinks, reaching out clumsily to ruffle the Vulpix's fur with both hands again.]}

Why're you sorry?

It wasn't your fault.

No, but... when something bad happens to someone and you wish it didn't, that's something you say. Like, 'I'm sorry, I feel badly that I couldn't be there to help you'.

[He smiles very slightly, and gives Wrath's shoulder a gentle squeeze.]

[He's not even sure which persona he's showing right now and... he can't really bring himself to mind.]

... Oh!

_{[He... did not know that. Chalk up one for 'Things Wrath learned today'!]}

Okay.

What do you say, um, when somebody is sorry and feels badly about something?

_{[What Micchy tells him may or may not determine how Wrath handles any and all future interactions in which someone tells him 'Sorry'.]}

Well... it... depends how you feel about it.

[He is not ready for the responsibility of dealing with children but here he is.]

I feel nice.

'Cuz there wasn't anybody else who wanted to be there and help me.

... I'll help you. If you want me to.

[He's not really sure how to handle Wrath, but... he can't help but feel a little bad for him.]

['Those who own power and privilege have a duty they must fulfill. That's what noblesse oblige means. Sometimes you have to get your hands dirty in order to do that.' That's what Takatora, the real Takatora, had said. Not this phantom. His brother, the real flesh and blood person who had practically raised him. Even if this wasn't on as big of a scale, even if Wrath was more like the 'street trash' his brother had once discarded as being frivolous and useless... small changes added up, didn't they?]

What do you mean? You already help me.

_{[By telling him in plain, simple English what was to be expected of him, by giving him advice and approval when he needed it... even if it had mostly been a front, Wrath doesn't know that.]}

... I'm not as good at it as my - ... as some other people I knew.

[Can he still call Kouta a friend when he killed him? He pushes that thought away as much as he can and carefully reaches to put an arm around Wrath's shoulders.]

But I'll try.

_{[Wrath beams. For the occasional glimpses of something sinister behind his wide blue eyes, his sharp-toothed smile sure does have a way of lighting up a room.]

[He's been fairly good about not physically clinging to anybody so far... but Micchy's careful initiation of something that could be construed as a hug pretty much makes any hesitation on Wrath's part fly out the window.]

[The boy promptly throws his arms around his fellow Rocket, squeezing him hard. Not painfully, but still tight.]

[He doesn't say anything, but... the hug probably speaks for itself.]}

[He's drawn away from hugs in recent years. The clingy affection of his youth had been replaced with careful planning and a hesitance to get close. But the feeling of Wrath's arms around him brings it back, and he gives the boy a gentle squeeze.]

It'll be okay. We both have new lives here, right? We can be whatever we want to be.

[It doesn't matter what he was in the past here. No one cares, no one really asks, and no one from home is here to tell him what he should be. So this really is a second chance - one he can use how he wants. There's no Inves here, so... maybe he can live a somewhat normal life. Or as normal as you can get in Team Rocket.]

Edited 2015-03-11 13:35 (UTC)

_{[Wrath spent eight years in a void of everything and nothing all at once, and never felt the touch of another human being until he wrestled his way out into the world. Hugs are great. He loves hugs. He wants all the hugs that he missed out on in those eight years.]}

Yeah!

We could be ANYTHING!

Anything we want!

Exactly. As long as you're careful about it, you can do whatever you want here.

[... More or less, but the justice system here is pretty lax. He should probably not be encouraging this kind of behavior, but... still.]

_{[Wrath nods.]}

I already got what I wanted, too.

I always wanted to be human, and here, I am.

_{[He wrinkles his nose thoughtfully for a second or two.]}

... It's not really what I expected it to be, though.

... Life usually isn't, I think. As far as I've seen.

Yeah.

Pretty much nothing's ever turned out like I expected it to.

But... here it's been pretty good.

_{[He pauses thoughtfully... then rests his head on Micchy's shoulder.]}

Yeah... pretty good.

[He just... rubs Wrath's back gently like Takatora used to do for him.]

I think... it's been pretty good for me here, too.

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