Who: Mephisto and You! What: Various Top Levels for this + next month When: March-April Where: The Grove Warnings: Will come up where applicable, but body horror, violence, and missing limbs are likely.
[ Mephisto presses his lips into a thin line and narrows his eyes at Wolfwood, then to Flamebringer. He isn't one to spout his tale to anyone, even though he's sure Flamebringer knows by proxy of just... being in Reunion. Not everyone knew, of course, but the commanders did talk to one another, and he's friends with W... Still.
He doesn't know what's whispered to Wolfwood, but it doesn't spark any sort of ease with Mephisto. He wishes he were just a little better at reading lips. ]
...Maybe you should have. Your boy here would've certainly appreciated it. Good to know that at least your atrocious tastes in company hasn't changed at all.
[When Flamebringer suddenly headlocks him, Wolfwood makes a sound like an enraged tiger, and for a split second he's about to wheel around and try to flip him over his head to get him the fuck off. He doesn't actually end up doing that though, mainly because of what Flamebringer whispers in his ear, which...it doesn't really mean much to him in this moment, beyond a flicker of insight- maybe- into why this kid is acting this way.
His tail is still lashing angrily as Mephisto speaks up, and god he would give just anything to put the fear of god into this little asshole. Not hurt him or anything, just scare him a little bit...
But if he and Flamebringer know each other, maybe even that isn't possible. He's probably enjoying the show Wolfwood is putting on for him as it is. To that end, he decides to just ignore Mephisto entirely, addressing Flamebringer instead:]
[He releases Wolfwood with something of a shove, but the way he walks around to stand between the two says that he Will manhandle either of them again if he has to.]
Not my boy. [Flamebringer, Wolfwood sort of Is yours though, like you straight up stole him from 3 other people.] You're here now, and whether you like it or not, people aren't going to want you to die off in the woods despite what Wolfwood is saying. That's how the people here are.
[ Mephisto's tone goes deadly flat, muttering mostly to himself. ]
I've figured that much. This place truly is my personal hell.
[ He doesn't want to be here. He knows most people probably feel that way, but... it scares him, to know that there are very good people here in such a shitty, awful place. He doesn't want to see good people broken down until they break.
[Wolfwood stumbles a little as he's shoved, skidding a bit on the heel of the shoe encasing his prosthetic before he manages to right himself. He is still hot under the collar, and more than likely will be for the next while, considering how he's balling his fists at his sides.
He clicks his tongue harshly against the roof of his mouth and pivots on the ball of his good foot.]
Whatever.
[And then he'll storm out, heading for the Church to brood.]
I'm fine. And I'm not taking orders from you. Don't ruin your relationships because you're being weird and fussy over me. As far as I'm concerned, we're strangers now.
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He doesn't know what's whispered to Wolfwood, but it doesn't spark any sort of ease with Mephisto. He wishes he were just a little better at reading lips. ]
...Maybe you should have. Your boy here would've certainly appreciated it. Good to know that at least your atrocious tastes in company hasn't changed at all.
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His tail is still lashing angrily as Mephisto speaks up, and god he would give just anything to put the fear of god into this little asshole. Not hurt him or anything, just scare him a little bit...
But if he and Flamebringer know each other, maybe even that isn't possible. He's probably enjoying the show Wolfwood is putting on for him as it is. To that end, he decides to just ignore Mephisto entirely, addressing Flamebringer instead:]
Let me go.
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[He releases Wolfwood with something of a shove, but the way he walks around to stand between the two says that he Will manhandle either of them again if he has to.]
Not my boy. [Flamebringer, Wolfwood sort of Is yours though, like you straight up stole him from 3 other people.] You're here now, and whether you like it or not, people aren't going to want you to die off in the woods despite what Wolfwood is saying. That's how the people here are.
[He has a lot of faith in them.]
Wolfwood, we'll talk later.
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I've figured that much. This place truly is my personal hell.
[ He doesn't want to be here. He knows most people probably feel that way, but... it scares him, to know that there are very good people here in such a shitty, awful place. He doesn't want to see good people broken down until they break.
It'd be too painful to witness again. ]
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He clicks his tongue harshly against the roof of his mouth and pivots on the ball of his good foot.]
Whatever.
[And then he'll storm out, heading for the Church to brood.]
i need a 5th comment to make ac hi.
Take five, Mephisto. Go cool off.
[Sighs... why has he become peacemaker, he's not good at making peace, he normally kills whatever the danger is.]
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