video.

[nishizono]

[ Everyone seems preoccupied with this thing that's been terrorizing the general population, but if you ask Tetora, bring the death on.

That's not why he's posting, though. And for once, his face is on the network, albeit with a good half of it covered by the sleeve of the arm he's leaning on. He's frowning, but that's nothing new. Observant minds will notice he's looking a little too red around the eyes, though. ]

So what do you do when someone dies and it affects you?

Not that anyone died. If they died, that'd actually make sense in this hypothetical.

Comments

action; we're doin it

[vaikartana]

[ Knock knock— here's an uninvited guest. Too calm, too measured, too everything; he talks through the door with the sort of neutral reverence that seems like a relic of a time long past. ]

Saber.

[ Obviously, someone hasn't checked the network to know that this isn't the Right Time. Nor is he talking to the right person, but hey. Even heroes make mistakes. ]

—Apologies for the interruption. Do you have a moment?

action;

[nishizono]

[ some asshole with an old man voice isn't what he's in the mood for, but hey - punching a non-responsive wall can get repetitive after a while. ]

If you're looking for the pink-haired hellcat, I don't know where he is.

action; CRASH LANDS IN HERE

[gerechtigkeit]

[To say he's been aware of what's going on much beyond death, this thing that's hurting people is an understatement, but Siegfried is also not one who can simply ignore when others he knows are hurting as well. And besides, it's hard to pay attention when your current neighbor is making a racket and actually concerning you.

Which means for the current punching fest going on in their unit, Siegfried is making his way over to try and calm Tetora down, at least.

He comes in right when Karna is trying to find him.]

Tetora.

[A second later, he blinks.] Lancer. [It can wait, goes the unspoken look he gives to Karna. This is a little more concerning, now. Tetora has been loud and angry, and Siegfried isn't sure as to why.]

Tetora. [What's going on, he wants to say, but he's not even sure where to start.]

so much action in this threesome

[nishizono]

[ it's not that he's easily annoyed. well, he is, but generally speaking tetora has a good handle on how he feels. generally speaking being keywords here - nothing's been general or halfway familiar about this place since the beginning. pinky's tone isn't helping. it's too close, too familiar — too concerned and it's triggering something nasty in him that just makes him double down on the lashing out.

he aims his fists at pinky's chest. fucking tall guy, fuck him and fuck the cat he came in with. ]

Who fuckin' said you could have guests over, huh?!

[gerechtigkeit]

[He's expecting to be yelled at, for sure, if anything. Being here for only a short amount of time has shown him that people are just as quick to be kind as they are to lose their temper. He's used to it.

But Tetora then sends his fists right at him and Siegfried doesn't have the time to react- Tetora is faster than a human, and he easily connects to his chest- and Siegfried takes it. While Tetora hits hard, it's still human strength against immortality. A hand wraps around Tetora's wrist and he holds him there, eyes sharpening as he speaks again.]

Tetora. [He ignores the boy's question.] Talk to me. What's happened?

voice;

[brokeassgoing]

Same thing you'd do if they were here. Keep going. Don't do anything fucking stupid. [because he has the feeling...]

[nishizono]

Fuck that.

[ THEY CAN'T STOP HIM ANYMORE. ]

I'm gonna fight the shit that's been going around. I'm gonna kick its ass.

[brokeassgoing]

And get your ass killed? You don't care anymore cause this person's dead and now nothing matters? Wake up.

[nishizono]

What the fuck. No. I'm not a moron, I'm not gonna fight some thing just because someone died, that's stupid.

I wanna fight something that might actually kill me so I can win.

[brokeassgoing]

This thing is a demon??? Why the hell do you think you're gonna win?! Those things CREATED EVIL! No, Evil shat them OUT!

[nishizono]

FUCK EVIL, THEN. I CAN STILL WIN.

No one fucking won anything by sitting back and waiting for shit to happen!!!

text;

[culver]

Everyone reacts differently. Some people cry, some people eat, some people act like nothing happened.

What do you want to do?

[nishizono]

i want to take a knife to my face so it'll hurt a little more than this shitty thing i'm feeling.

[ honesty is... not exactly the best thing. but it's what he has left. ]

[culver]

Don't do that. It won't hurt forever and then you'll be back where you started.

[nishizono]

they shouldn't have left me in the first place.

[ he's well aware of how petulant and immature he sounds, like this. so what. he's allowed. he's never gotten to deal with separation anxiety so brutally like this before. ]

[culver]

[she wants to point out that he's acting like a child, but stops herself. maybe this is what he needs. it's better than stabbing himself in the face, at least.]

I'm sure they didn't want to.

[nishizono]

[ he knows. he knows. he hates himself because he knows and this is just— this is all their fault. (it isn't. he knows that too.) ]

i want them back

who said they could leave me here

i didn't want this

they better get the hell back here.

text;

[tearsinajar]

[ Of course her mind goes to Nate as she reads this. It goes to Nate and to Chloe. To what they'd had to deal with when she'd died. ]

You grieve.

[nishizono]

i don't want to grieve. they're not fucking dead.

[ they just left me is what he doesn't say, but it's about the same thing far as he's concerned. ]

Voice

[araignee_du_soir]

That entirely depends on how it affects you. And how the person died.

[The voice has a French accent, but there is a stunning lack of emotion in the response given the subject matter.]

[nishizono]

They're assholes who didn't even have the courtesy of dying. At least then I could piss on the corpses.

[ he's not taking to this separation anxiety very well, clearly. ]

[araignee_du_soir]

[There was a brief pause as that response was mulled over. For an assassin, Widowmaker wasn't keen on the idea of desecrating the dead like that. But that was unimportant.]

If you are incapable of separating yourself from your forced anger for a brief moment, I cannot be bothered to waste my time on this matter. [So cold.] If this is a hypothetical discussion, set your feelings for the 'assholes' aside for its duration.

[nishizono]

[ something about her reminds him of miwa's cold practicality - her no-nonsense rudeness, her directness, the whole of his twin's edges wrapped up in thinly-veiled womanhood. that last part isn't quite present here, but it calms him a little. ]

That's fair.

It just fucking— I hate it.

[araignee_du_soir]

[Much better. Widowmaker's tone didn't change, but there wasn't enough of a pause for it to seem like she disconnected.]

Is it the loss itself that bothers you or that of the unknown?

[nishizono]

I don't know.

[ the conflict in his confusion is plain as day in the wavering of his voice - this is a boy who's never known a nurturing hand before now. the loss of it is almost not worth the affections he's been costed. ]

Never had to deal with this shit before.