toremainbehind | Open RP Post

I'll be sure ta ask ya. It'll give ya some good experience in the field, too.

[Partially why Izumo wanted to bring Eric with him. He knows the others doesn't quite trust him enough yet to be on the field with them, and usually Totsuka helps the newcomers settle in, but Izumo wants to be able to see how Eric does, too.

Gradually, he'll let Eric help out more in the field.]

Okay, good.

[ He was still somewhat considered an enemy, for a few that still didn't trust him. He didn't blame them either, he did try to kill two people. And if Homra wanted people dead he would do that for them as well without a second thought, though he doesn't think everyone wanted him to. ]

For now, just listen, but if ya suspect anything's amiss, tell me.

[With that simple order, Izumo's back to leading until they arrive in front of what appears to be another bar, the air having a different feel from HOMRA.

He pushes the door open, and there's a thick fog of cigarette smoke filling the inside, cheerful laughter loud and almost obnoxious.]

[ He nods, understanding.

Already when the door opens he doesn't like the place, it reminds him of the other places that he has visited before. But he stays quiet and just watches everything and anything while sticking close to Kusanagi. ]

[Izumo enters, seemingly unbothered by the atmosphere. Though, he does glance back at Eric, it's meaning clear: Just stay close.

The customers in the bar are a complete opposite of the usual ones that goes to Izumo's bar. They're loud, almost enough to the point where their own voices could barely be heard of spoken at a normal level.

He slides through the crowd, immediately walking up to the bar. Speaking English, he asks the barkeep to get his manager, and an overly polite smile had the barkeep scurrying to the back. In the meantime, Izumo scans the bar, easily spotting a few others their Clan had messed with in the past.]

[ He got the message loud and clear and made sure he stayed the same distance away from Kusanagi as he could.

He follows along easily enough, hearing everything that was said. Although he looked bored out of his mind he was well aware of everything that was around him. With only casual glances through the crowd to get a sense of everyone here. A lot of them were dangerous, he could tell. He was glad that he didn't recognize any of them from his previous gang. ]

[Knowing Mikoto, members from Eric's former gang might've completely turned to ash after he dealt with them.

Izumo waits by the bar, taking out his own cigarette and lighter, the familiar click of the latter lighting the former. He puts his lighter away in his pocket, but keeps his hand in there.

He waits a few minutes before the barkeep comes out, shakily telling the older man the manager wanted to speak to him alone. Breathing out smoke, he gives a nod, walking over to the door leading to the back before pausing and looks at Eric.] Stay by the door.

[ All he hopes is that none of them were left alive, he was never up for a reunion with any of them.

He nods, pushing himself off of the counter and walking towards the door.

While he leaned up against the wall he probably looked like the most out of place person. Being an underage scrawny, tall, foreigner looking kid in a bar filled with what looked like very dangerous people. But he had his knife and skills and an aura to back him up, so there was nothing for him to worry about any of these people. ]

[As Izumo enters the back room, he's distinctly aware of something being amiss in the room.

His suspicions were confirmed when he meets the gaze of a former gang leader without a gang to no longer lead.

A polite smile is thrown before Izumo is attacked, but Izumo easily deals with him soon enough and the gang leader is thrown through the door, silencing the cheery atmosphere and getting the attention of the other patrons.

Just the sight alone spurred the others on, and a fight erupts.]

[ Eric wasn't expected a man through a door, at least not that soon.

As soon as the silence changed to sliding chairs and shouts of anger, Eric drew his blade and glared before cutting down anyone that tried to pick a fight with him. ]

[No one messes with Izumo, especially if they try to get him killed under the promise of money. So he'll be taking care of that manager in the back.

But the bar fight seems to escalate, furniture being thrown and weapons are now drawn.]

[ Eric was trying his best but there were just too many people to just deal with his knife and regular fighting. He had to pull out his aura and hope for the best.

At first he brought it out small, enough to do a few knife swings and punches. Maybe it was because he wasn't focusing as well as he should or he bit off more then he could chew in a fight, but the small flame grew too fast and too quickly. He yelped a bit as it got his arm but when he unleashed it it managed to do quite more damage to everyone else then to him. ]

[It was the familiar heat of their Aura that brought Izumo's attention to what was happening inside.

Leaving the unconscious manager on the floor, he hurries out to see the damage, a curse bitten back at seeing how bad it was.

He turns his gaze to Eric, slowly walking over to him so he wouldn't freak out.] Eric. [He calls out his name in English, his tone firm.]

[ He tried to get it back, he did. But when another two thugs came at him with guns it reacted faster then he could. He was trying to remember what Fujishima and Totsuka said about bringing back his aura but his mind was blanking out and he was starting to panic, which only made things worse.

He jumped almost a foot in the air when he heard his name and spun around to see Kusanagi. He was okay, good, good. Eric wasn't which was bad. ]

There were too many and I thought...but...

[Okay, that's a good sign. Eric talking back to him and comprehending what he's saying is good.

What isn't good is how panicked Eric appears to be.

So Izumo steps closer to him until he's standing in front of the younger, his expression never revealing what he's thinking.] It's okay, relax. Calm down. Take some deep breaths.

[ Not okay it's not okay, Eric was bad he shouldn't have done this. Bad bad bad, he was bad. ]

No good, I'm no good

[ He was trying to relax but in this state, older habits were coming out and filling up his head. Eric curled up slightly, hands on his head, not quite registering his aura at all. ]

[If Eric's aura is still lashing and Izumo's at a close distance, then Izumo might get slightly burnt by it, not that he lets it enter his mind.

He shakes his head slightly, though, and carefully places his hands on Eric's shoulders.] Eric. Eric, look at me.

[He keeps his tone firm, enough to hopefully break through whatever daze Eric's placed himself in.]

[ It is and he will feel the worst that he had let that happen. But the physical touch jumps him back to reality and he slowly looks up to see who was the one doing that. ]

Kusana...Kusanagi-san? You're...

[ Something else clicks in his mind, and he begins to slowly calm down, breathing properly if not a bit shaky. His aura starts to calm down reducing itself before vanishing completely in what feels like forever. Eric remains how he is, trying to absorb what just happened. ]

[Izumo says nothing for a moment, not even when Eric talks again.

He simply waits for him to calm down, waiting for his aura to calm down before it disappeared, not even a fading ember in its wake. Sighing, he slowly releases Eric once he's sure he won't snap again.] Just take some deep breaths, Eric.

[ He nodded, listening and trying his best to do those deep breathing. The aura was gone now, the only evidence being the burnt areas in the bar and the people, Eric's arm and sleeve and whatever Kusanagi had gotten on him as well. ]

I'm sorry, that wasn't...it was suppose to be small

[His hands suffered the most damage due to direct physical contact with the aura, but it's nothing stupid. His jacket and scarf is slightly singed, too, but Izumo's not one to worry about clothes.

He just keeps watching Eric.] If's alright. You're still learning how to control it. It's easy to lose control sometimes.

[ Eric looks at Kusanagi's hand and looks to the ground, feeling a bit sick to his stomach because he had let that happen.

He won't get any better, he's still learning. He won't ever learn how to control. He's going to hurt someone, he's going to hurt someone he cares about, someone from Homra, and they'll hate him even more... ]

Just so useless...

[Izumo is usually patient. Eric briefly reminds him a tiny bit of Mikoto when the redhead first became King.

Always so scared, unsure, worrying he'd never learn control. But Totsuka became that support for their King back then.

And the memory causes him to hit Eric on the head (albeit lightly)]

[ It was lightly but it still made him jump and grab his head, staring back at Kusanagi. He winces a bit because he just moved his injured hand. He did something wrong again, so he curls up a bit more to be smaller. ]

I'm sorry...

Stop apologizing. [A small scold, gentle yet firm.

He shakes his head a bit when Eric seems to curl up and places a hand on top of his head.] One trick in controlling the aura is ta not let yourself doubt it. If ya do, it'll be easier for ya ta be consumed by its power. Feeling useless — d'ya really think none o'us felt that way before in HOMRA?

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