[OPEN] ❁ don't let it get the best of you, you'll make it out alive

[roseblooms]

WHO: Fawkes and YOU!
WHERE: All around Recolle during the nightmares/fog event!
WHEN: Various times in the month of October!
WHAT: Nightmares, fog encounters, and etc.
WARNINGS: Will be attached to the headers of various top-levels within!

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[roseblooms]

[As if on cue, an agonized groan comes wafting through the air from the direction of the bed, and something in Fawkes seems to give way as he urgently turns his attention back to the mirror.]

It's my wish, Yusuke!

[...w h a t]

[sotenbori]

[ okay, time for plan b: majima pushes fawkes away from the mirror and tries to put himself between fawkes and the mirror to deter him from coming back ]

Who the fuck is Yusuke?

[roseblooms]

What?

[It works, certainly; Fawkes falls backwards from his crouch and ends up sitting outright on the rooftop, looking up at Majima with a disoriented look on his face.]

Yusuke...Yusuke is...

[Someone important, isn't he? Someone...

He's the one with the gun, I think he's the one who broke the mirror.
No, I think Hiei was the aggressor. I don't know how I know, but I'm sure that Yusuke wasn't —
He's the one who called me Fox-Boy.
He was trying to warn me, he sounded afraid — "don't move, Kurama, you're surrounded by bombs"...

Yusuke, Yusuke, who the fuck is Yusuke? Yusuke is...Yusuke is...]

He's — I used to know him, Kurama used to...

[Use it, you mother-killing parasite! snaps the woman in the bed.]

[sotenbori]

[ majima turns back to the woman, scowling ]

Shut it, can't ya see we're havin' a conversation?

[ and then back to fawkes who is giving him a lot of information in not a lot of words here but he's gotta parse out the important ones here. ]

Well I'm pretty sure Kurama's buddy Yusuke wouldn't want him ta do this shit, either.

[roseblooms]

No — she's, she's right, I thought that — what she's saying, I used to think that, Kurama used to...think...

[Abruptly, he drops his face into his hands, digging his fingers deep into his hair like he's trying to drag the memories out of his own head by force.]

But he was — wrong...

[sotenbori]

Hey, hey, stop it.

[ majima crouches down, to reach out and touch fawkes' arm. ]

It's okay, we should get ya home.

[roseblooms]

He thought...that he did this...

[The memory drags out of him slowly, inch by inch, like it's dug its barbs into him and is taking a piece of him with it as he tries to get it free.]

He thought it was his fault...that he drove her to it, that he...caused...

[sotenbori]

Ya know he's wrong. An' you're not responsible either.

[ he tries to take his arm, to pull his hands away from himself, to keep him safe. ]

Say it. Say it's not your fault.

[roseblooms]

He thought...he thought it was his fault but it never was!

[The words get faster and faster as the sentence progresses, increasing in intensity and pitch, like he's actively tearing it free from his own throat.

And yet once it's out, he seems to slump all over, exhausted but relieved and somehow finally freed. That's the moment when he leans heavily into Majima, dropping his hands and letting himself be gathered up without protest.]

It wasn't his fault. It's not my fault. It's not my fault.

[sotenbori]

[ that's good, because majima definitely pulls him close into a hug. ]

Good. We should get ya home.