Despite all my rage I'm something something rat

[lupusxylem]

Who: Nicholas D. Wolfwood and YOU
What: Wolfwood had a fight with his boyfriend Vash and processing emotions is hard when you never learned how to
When: Backdated Dec 11th between weed log and that same evening
Where: Rage room in the Therapy Building
Warnings: cw: intentional physical self harm/blood, drug use, destruction of things, and also Wolfwood's potty mouth


[Do you ever just wake up one morning and say to yourself "What am I willing to put up with today?"

Yeah, well. That's been Wolfwood's entire day so far. He could make a fair argument for how he's felt since he's shown up in the Grove, but even he knows it wouldn't be fair to blame the other transplants for his misfortunes. They've all- largely- been his own fault. Whether it be through deliberate choice or accidental, it just comes with the territory of being the kind of person he is. And back when he and Vash clashed the last time, they didn't have space to cool off. Not when you're traveling together on an inhospitable planet, and breaking off simply isn't an option. The constant back-to-back disasters happening without a chance to breathe inbetween sort of got in the way too, and speedran any sort of actual meaningful conversations that could take place, much less closure.

Say you need therapy without saying you need therapy, etc.

Wolfwood, naturally, does not intend to partake in anything of the sort. If someone here asked him who he was and what he did for a living, he'd fall back on the usual: He is a Priest who travels a deserted planet spreading the good word to those who are left. An Undertaker, whose responsibility it is to do the work most are too squeamish to handle. None of this is entirely the truth, but it isn't exactly a total lie, either. Thus, the Therapy building is not someplace Wolfwood goes for any real help, but to just get away. The Inn is too crowded, the town a constant risk of running into someone he doesn't want to talk to. The woods...he can't go back in there, even if they'd be a perfect place to isolate.

Why not just stay in his room, then? He's self destructing, that's why-

The building, for a mercy, seems empty upon entry. He knows that probably isn't true, but if he can slip somewhere quiet unnoticed, all the better. The Punisher has been left behind in his room so it's just him as he pokes his head into the paint room, the library, the physical room...why does it feel like he's walked into a daycare.

But then he comes upon the "rage room". It isn't immediately clear what it's supposed to be at first, and because of that, he almost looks at it and then leaves like he did with the rest. It's weirdly pristine, yet makes no sense with the random assortment of furniture and breakable things laying about. He lingers in the doorway, trying to make sense of what he's seeing, until he spots a lone sledgehammer in the center of the room.

...and so he enters, closing the door behind him.

It doesn't take long for instinct and the desire to rip shit apart with his bare hands to take effect, as anyone entering the therapy building will soon find out. Someone is Very Much using that room right now, if the sound of shattering glass and things being beaten within an inch of their inanimate lives are anything to go by. Wolfwood has taken up that sledgehammer and is breaking apart everything in the room that isn't nailed down. But that isn't all he's doing. He will, at times, take up pieces of not-yet-broken ceramic, or even shards of glass that have already come off other things, and break them with his bare hands. Nothing is off limits, and nothing is too dangerous for him to handle.

It's why he's doing all of this with a strange vial clenched between his teeth, still sealed at the end. All of this has a purpose, so that if/when his injuries from what he's doing become actually severe, he hits the panic button and breaks the glass with his teeth. Otherwise, though? If all it amounts to are some surface level cuts and gashes...he probably won't actually use it at all.

Knowing him though, that's not going to be all it is.]

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(elsword voice) wolfwood hyungssi :(

[simplicitas]

[Elsword came in to use the rock wall. That is his explanation for being here. But he hears the sound of destruction, and something in his secretly-a-therapy-dog senses tells him someone is Very Upset. It's a rage room, it's where the upset people go, Elsword should let the person be upset.

...

Anyway Elsword has never let a person just wallow in their pain for longer than five minutes if he can help it, so he toes open the door and pokes his head into the room.]

...Mr. Wolfwood? [...] Can I join you?

Wolfwood is goin thru it dwbi-

[lupusxylem]

[By the time Elsword makes it into the room, he'll come upon the sight of Wolfwood standing in the center of it, sledgehammer propped up on his shoulder as he ponders what he's going to bash next. It seems like he's been at it for a bit already, if the steady pitter-patter of blood onto the floor from his hands is anything to go by. Nothing else on him seems injured- at least not yet- and he's mostly able to ignore the cuts to his palms and fingers.

He works the vial around in his teeth like he might a lit cigarette as he hears Elsword's voice calling out, and he has to resist the urge to roll his eyes before he looks over his shoulder. This kid........reminds him way too much of a smaller Vash. Way too much.]

Kinda busy here.

[He rumbles, lowering the sledgehammer...but after he turns back around, he shrugs, realizing he doesn't have the wherewithal to yell at him to leave. Not when he has bigger fish to smash.]

There's other shit to break left. Knock yourself out.

[simplicitas]

[Elsword is a puppydog when it comes to people. He's got none emotions with left beef, but he will always pop up when someone's sad to be comforting. He hopes, anyway. It's literally all he has going for him at this point.

Maybe if he's distracted enough, things will feel less catastrophic for a moment.

He comes into the room with a full-ass sword on his back, one he normally carries everywhere with him, so there's no need to share the sledgehammer. Elsword reaches for it while he tries to think of how to ask Wolfwood why he's upset, when he spots the blood and frowns. His hands move away from the handle of his blade and instead, he reaches just slightly toward Wolfwood like he might be asking for a turn on said sledgehammer.

What happens instead is small, round, golden runes form in his hands and float gently toward Wolfwood's hands to close those wounds up. It takes a minute for the skin to stitch itself back together.]

There. Now you can keep breaking stuff.

[And then he turns toward what looks to be an old, wooden table, and pulls out a fucking sword like a normal, hinged 18-year-old.]

[lupusxylem]

[Wolfwood...is still as of yet not super familiar with magic. You'd think he would be, considering he's met Heimr, and has been attacked by rose bushes that turned into dogs, and is here to begin with. Hell, there's a level of...pseudo magic that exists even in No Man's Land, though- from Wolfwood's perspective- it's more like advanced technology than things that can't be explained. Vash's situation, well....all of that is still beyond his pay grade. He tends to try not to think about it, if he can help it.

That said, he isn't at all prepared for Elsword to start glowing at him. Or, rather, glowing more. It causes him to flinch back, but there's not much he can do as the runes are already floating at him and healing his self-inflicted wounds. It's not unlike the way his drugs work, arguably faster too.

He flexes his now repaired hands, looking at Elsword like he's grown a second head.]

Hold on- hey-

[Quickly moving to get into Elboy's line of sight again, hold on.]

What did you just do? The hell was that?

[simplicitas]

[Elsword cocks his head.]

I healed you so you could keep breaking stuff.

[It's the most flat explanation known to man. He doesn't understand... has Wolfwood never seen healing magic before? It's pretty common on Elrios. Add has a version of it with drugs! That'll probably sound eerily familiar if it ever comes up.]

It's my magic. Part of it. It's not all that powerful, but I can take care of stuff like that.

[His power is mostly in making additional swords and blowing stuff up and protagonist things. But he has that little healing spell, at least.]

[lupusxylem]

[Wolfwood also has a version with drugs!! But he wouldn't call that magic. That's science.

He flexes his hand a few times more, still stained with blood but no longer flayed open from the glass.]

I didn't ask for your help, you know.

[He was perfectly fine in here destroying shit as well as himself, thanks.]

[simplicitas]

[...]

No one asks for help. I just do it 'cause it's the right thing to do.

[lupusxylem]

...you realize that you're lucky I stopped to wait and see what you did, right? If I were a little more trigger happy, I might have taken a swing and by then, well.

[He hefts the sledgehammer again, just to make his point clear.]

Would "doing the right thing" still be worth it then?

[simplicitas]

[There's no reaction to the threat. Whether it's because Elsword generally is a blank slate or because he's not intimidated or both... that's really up for Wolfwood to decide for himself.]

I would've been fine. [He holds up his own sword to demonstrate. The blade stays pointed at the ground, to show he's not trying to be threatening.] I've been trained in combat since I was... seven. Maybe eight.

[He remembered. That's impressive, considering the last 15 years of his life are just blurs of images behind a mosaic wall.]

[lupusxylem]

[........

Wolfwood pivots on his heel, turning now to face Elsword instead of the wall.

Remember how I said this man was being self-destructive in here? Well...

He shifts the sledgehammer against his shoulder, tightening up the choke of his grip.]

Prove it. This place is made for breaking shit.

Let's go. Right here, you and me. I won't even go get my gun.

[Yeah well maybe Mizuki would eat you alive if you started shooting inside the therapy building]

[simplicitas]

[Mizuki would eat Wolfwood alive for shooting Elsword you're insane.]

...you remind me a lot of my friends from back home. [Uh-oh now you're gonna be Hyung for real.] Sure. We can spar for a bit. It won't be fair if I use my magic, though, so I won't do that.

The first strike is yours.

[lupusxylem]

Whatever you say, kid.

[Elsword is 18 years old

It does feel strange, not having the Punisher to swing around instead of this sledgehammer...but despite not being proficient in melee weapons per-say, Wolfwood thinks this will do the job just as well. And, like. He's not in the business of seriously injuring Elsword or anything like that.

It's why, when he comes at him with that sledgehammer, he turns it around and takes a heavy swing at Elsword's torso with the wooden handle, not the actual metal end. It's obvious by the way he holds himself that he's holding back.]

[simplicitas]

[Maybe it's the fact that Wolfwood is holding back — Raven and Ciel never do — that throws Elsword completely off. He's not expecting Wolfwood to be gentle, considering his Man Rage™, nor is he expecting him to take that swing with the handle.

Interesting. It's an observation he makes a second too late as that handle thunks into his side. He's unarmoured, wearing just his backless undershirt, so it'll leave a bruise if he doesn't heal it.]

I didn't think you were gonna go easy.

[It's not like Elsword isn't flipping his blade around in his hand, though, a one-handed grip on his claymore to minimize the damage Wolfwood is going to take when he spins it and slams that blunt edge into the man's side.]

[devilishkouhai]

[ Consequentially, she misses Mizuki. Understands this strange and hilariously cute attempt at connecting with humankind, to be fashioned with genuine intent behind it. She understands her adorable little bestie, to whom she wishes to teach more about what it means to be more villainous. Is usually here within these halls. As such, BB clamors within. Heels clatter against the floor until she decides she wants to walk along the walls instead.

Trepidation, breathed itself within the aura she gave lingering within the halls - and anyone with instinctual drive. Would sense her malicious intent coming a mile away. It would be heavy, discomforting, scary, and ominous - until the door into the rage room clatters open rather suddenly. A head popping out from the side, because she was still standing along the walls. Leaning forward to peer into the room. ]

Oh, [ Immediately, any and all exuding pressure diminishes into nothingness upon seeing the stranger. Whether he attempts to attack her or not, or just looks back at the strange head popping within. Locks of purple hair falling downwards as it dances to the tune of gravity. ] You're making quite an amount of noise in this cute little room. What demons are eating you up - hmmm~??

It sure isn't me, obviously ~~ [ She gives a cute little laugh, far too girlish for one saying something rather ominous. ] so if not me. I am a bit jealous, who then? Or what really... Humans are funny like that.

[lupusxylem]

[See, the funny thing is, Wolfwood has made a bed with demons. As such, he's familiar with that foreboding, encroaching feeling...like he's being watched. The kind that gives you goosebumps and makes your skin randomly crawl. It reminds him a lot of Zazie, actually, but he knows that little shit isn't here. If they were, they would have made their presence known long ago.

He's breathing heavily still as BB pops her head in, flexing bloody hands before he slowly looks over his shoulder at her. Granted, he does raise a brow at her unusual positioning, but given everything he's seen and done...it could honestly be weirder. He huffs, when she talks of "humans".

Great. Another one.]

That's on a need-to-know basis.

[He hefts the sledgehammer again, turning back towards the table, its glass pottery dwindling fast.]

And you don't need to know.

[devilishkouhai]

[ This is good, because immediately BB can see the way he seems nonchalant and disinterested in her - it means he is not scared. Or holding his fears well behind a veil that BB herself cant even see through. This makes her excited, glad even. Mildly tired and annoyed by all the predictable behaviors she has seen up to now within the Grove so far. ]

Oh, that is so valid of you. Go ahead, I respect your boundaries! [ She doesn't. ] So as a new face here in the Grove, how are you liking it so far, huh? Huh? By the way, have you seen a cute blue-haired short jellyfish? That is my bestie by the way, I am looking for him at the moment~~ ♥!

[lupusxylem]

[Wolfwood has dealt with these types before, so he can tell just by her tone that "respecting his boundaries" is something she may as well have not said. She knows it, he knows it, she's lying. But he doesn't have the interest in calling that out right now, instead unceremoniously bringing that sledgehammer in a wide arc across the table where he'd just balanced a bottle he wanted to break. It explodes in an impressive shower of glittering glass shards.

Only when he's setting up another does he respond.]

It fucking sucks. [To answer her first question.] And no, I haven't. The place has been empty since I got here.

[There's a very real chance Mizuki IS here though, just hiding.]

[devilishkouhai]

[ BB love's a man who knows how to play games and she has been absolutely bored. This entire time she has been keeping to herself, because everyone here doesn't seem to know how to play. For BB, it isn't worth investing time in people who turn into little fetuses all over again. Simply because you are dancing across boundaries in a place that doesn't care for anyone's own.

You've become her new favorite person Wolfwood - that is not a good thing. ]

Ohh, that is too bad. That's okay though, you're here - and having a new bonding experience is always important after all!

[ She floats on in this time, and then settles to stand on the ceiling. Looking down at the other from above. ]

Don't you think?

[lupusxylem]

[God, it really does remind him of Zazie, the way she seems to manage to be everywhere at once, chirping in his ear like an annoying insect. Except the comparison is more literal in their case than in hers.

He's just going to break another glass before answering, letting the sound of the shards falling to the floor fill the silence.]

I'm not even here because I want to be, why would I be here to make friends?

[devilishkouhai]

Why wouldn't you want to? Friends can give you advantages, and humans are funny in a way that.... If you don't, socialize with them. They make assumptions and, well... Inevitably turn you into an enemy one way or another. [ She chimes twirling around from above, aways off within the room. As she waltzs about observing what this room has to offer, considering she had never been within it herself. ] Sooooo, even if you aren't here to make friends, you could at least make them.

Or, pretend to.

Not like anyone here is smart enough to tell the difference anyways.

[lupusxylem]

[That earns BB a huff from Wolfwood as he glances up at the ceiling at her, just barely past the rim of his sunglasses. He's been keeping an eye on her this whole time even if he isn't looking, his ears trained for her movements at all times...just in case.]

So is that what you do? Pretend?

[devilishkouhai]

OH! I am the #1 enemy of humanity but also their #1 Ally!

[ Chaotic Good for the win. ]

Oh, that's a good one - Chaotic Good, for the win! Also, don't worry. I am not going to hurt you, that would be lame and boring right now. Also, Felicity's curse kind of prevents me from harming others - except not really because she forgot anything to do with burning does not affect me - haha!!

That said, my programming won't let me kill humans! So you are super safe with me~!!!

[lupusxylem]

[Girl. GIRL.

Wolfwood is sufficiently distracted from what he's trying to do, at least. He can't help it, BB is..........she sure is.

It's why he hefts that sledgehammer and sort of looks at her, resting it on his shoulder.]

Yeah, okay. Just one question.

Why do you talk like that?

[Why are you annoying--]

[devilishkouhai]

Because I am a devilishly cute~! [ She is standing there above him now, looking down at him from above!!! BB gives him a wink! Simple, easy, it's her truth after all. ]

Why do you act like that? Like you're brooding about life, and oh so mysterious?

[lupusxylem]

[Girl that doesn't answer his question at all but go off. It's not like he's being very forthcoming with info for her either.]

Maybe because I came in here to think. Which is kinda hard for me to do with you yappin' in my ear.