castaside | [Heart Game] From the ashes we can build

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[Heart Game] From the ashes we can build

WHO: Macaque, Red Son, Wukong, Korone, Donnie, Cole, Wash
WHAT: Soul fixin'
WHEN: March 9
WHERE: Red Son's house, Blossomcrown
WARNINGS: will be marked

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It would be best. MK is buying us time, but we do only have so much time.

It's not straining you as badly as mine did, is it-?

[ She still feels bad about that! Okay! ]

Hasn't yet, but I haven't run into trauma or unreality issues.

....mostly the unreality issues.

[Listen, feeling like he's not a person AIN'T GREAT for trying to not set fire to the world.]

Ah. Yeah. My heart is ...

... really ...

... really bad for unreality nonsense. Worse than most.

It was very rough.

It was-?

... I mean - obviously it was, you guys were all ... and you -

[ they were a huge fucking mess ]

Ah.

Yes. Why would you think it wasn't rough?

Warped perspective? I was up and joking fifteen minutes after reviving from the spaghetti incident, you know.

[ Runs a hand down her face. ] I need to start interviewing those therapists I've been researching ...

In a couple of days. Because "recovery time" is a thing here.

I am aware.

[He is SO AWARE.]

Recovery time is important.

You're -

Oh god, I am so fucking sorry.

There is a reason Macaque and I really wanted to kill Nyssa and will be helping kill all the other fragments of her.

[ FACE. IN HANDS. ]

Ah ... that one was the stupid snake and his cult, not Nyssa, but.

Valid, Red Son. Super ... super valid, I'm so, so sorry.

Nyssa is the one tormentor we can get at.

[ ... Okay, but that gets a snort of snickering laughter ]

She was untouchable for so long. Just ... the absolute worst. Any move against her, we paid for double or worse.

I wanted to take her down as badly as anyone, but ... for the longest time, I wanted to spare her life. Which ... ah, well, on top of being on the Cat team, that didn't go over well. When I dared to be vocal about it.

Not so much anymore. You'll let me help, right?

Mercy isn't something everyone deserves. Even for a bleeding heart, there are those who are just too dangerous and too heinous to allow to keep going. People who can't even pretend to feel empathy are one of them.

Of course. Catharsis is important.

No more borrowing the fire though.

That isn't safe.

Mmm ... I have a lot of complicated feelings about giving people another chance, but sometimes ... sometimes there comes a point where you have to put your foot down.

... And we'd more than reached that point the first time we killed Nyssa. [ UGH. ] We really thought that was the end of it all, but then there was that thing in the Temple and we found a fragment of her working hard to infect my heart. Ugh. [ UGHHHHHH. ]

[ Ruffles!! Her wings!!! ]

Ha. That's fine. I'm very, very, very grateful you lent it to me, and I don't know if I'd have been able to break through her shields without it, but.

I'm -

I'm okay with being myself, with the power that I have. I just gotta learn to make the most of it.

I would murder someone for a peanut, so I can't really say I can understand having that much mercy.

People like her can never be trusted to just stay dead. It always requires being thorough.

The Samadhi Fire is a reality nuke, so its really for the best to be content with your power. Its really only in times where someone is essentially cheating that I really miss having it. My normal fire is usually more than enough.

It balances out. You've got people who help temper the murder impulses, and I've got people who help temper the ... [ gestures ]

[ self-sacrificial doormat impulses??? ]

Your normal fire is ...

[ ... ]

... Why do I feel like I did something dumb-?

Less temper as more some kind of leash of morality. [MK does SO MUCH for his moral compass right now.]

Did you do something dumb?

Oooohhhh. Yeah, that's sometimes my role, too. The outsourced morality. [ Nod, nod. ] It's a whole thing in my social circle.

[ She knows the kind of people she's surrounded by, okay. ]

Aaaand ... I.

Don't know? [ Rubs her temple. ] Something about your fire. I don't really remember though ...

Really?

There was a lot of fire. My fire is different from the Samadhi Fire. That is...complicated. Unstable. My fire is fine though. As long as I meditate regularly, its under control.

Mm. Sometimes. Less often these days, maybe, but I'm generally the one scruffing my loved ones before they go for the throat. [ IT'S. A WHOLE. THING. ] Or go too ham on the less violent shadiness.

[ ?? ... ? ]

Yeah. Um ... [ Brows furrow. ] It ... feels like I know the difference, because I've felt the difference. And the lines between us ... did get really blurry in there.

I remember feeling like my Summer magic was like a little candle next to your big flamethrower. Ah, not in a bad way? You're a prince with centuries of experience; I'm a nineteen year old human-pigeon who's had fire magic for less than six months. That's where the feeling I did something dumb somewhere is coming from.

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