catch-all; marcoh

[clockpunk]

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[clockpunk]

[ i was gonna say maybe sunday was bad to wait but saturday wasnt all that much better ANYWAY. speaking of simmering

chrono is utterly furious. even when he'd been trying to temper it, press down on the anger until it settles in the background, he's mad. so, unfortunately for marcoh, that's probably the first thing that hits as chrono stumbles upon him. ]

--Mr. Marcoh.

[boxcar]

[ He gets it. There's a distinct frown on his face as he feels the onslaught of fury, but he gets it. He's grimly trying to keep his own emotions in check, not get swayed by the anger he's picking up. ]

Chrono.

[ Well he can hardly ask if he's alright, the answer is quite obvious. ]

I'm not happy with how it turned out either.

[clockpunk]

[ he bites back the desire to snap. it's unfair, to marcoh especially, but that anger spikes regardless. ]

...there was no reason why it had to be him.

[boxcar]

[ He doesn't seem to mind at least. He's taking it with grim stoicism. ]

I know. It is unfair -- he's just a kid.

[ He is assuming Chrono means it didn't have to be Akihiko who was forced to kill, and not like, we shouldn't have voted him. The vote was unanimous after all. ]

[clockpunk]

[ the vote was unanimous, and he'd been the tipping point. yeah, it's not about the vote. ]

I went to- to see him. [ absently, he rubs his knuckles. they're scraped raw. ] Whatever got in his head, it's sick.

[boxcar]

What did he say to you?

[ I sent an audience to Akihiko but I also sent it after a nap I'll find out later. ]

[clockpunk]

That he didn't know, really, what-- pushed him. An apple, he says, but...

[ there was uncertainty, there. too much of it. his anger flares again, and he grits his teeth. ]

Sorry.

[boxcar]

It's not dissimilar to what Daigo told me. That he felt he had to take it.

...It is fine. A little anger isn't going to upset me, and it's much better you let it out than let it build.

[clockpunk]

[ he shakes his head, a deep frown on his brow. ]

No, it sounded to me like the opposite. That it was just a choice, a temptation. Maybe it was just the confusion of it, but... [ ugh. ] Yeah.

[boxcar]

Have more faith in Akihiko than that. He has good conviction. He wouldn't bend to murder just because he felt a little confused.

[clockpunk]

That's not what I meant. His description was confusing, like he couldn't quite put it into words.

[ but. cold betrayal seeps in. it's hard to have faith in the face of that. ]

Sorry. I want to, really.

[boxcar]

...Yeah. It must be strange, when you don't want to kill for it but you somehow feel like you have to.

[ He grimaces, and there's a dull rising tide of strong dislike and discomfort. ]

I know it's difficult to process it now.

[clockpunk]

[ fuck dude it sure is. he doesn't know how to feel. angry is easiest. ]

You and him were training together, right?

[boxcar]

...

Yes. He came to me in the first week. He boxes. Wanted to know if there was more he could learn. Showed him how to fend off an attacker with a knife, and all.

[ There's a bubble of grief to that. He's fond of Akihiko. ]