[ He flinches a bit at the hand on his head, expecting something else. A small hit can turn bigger. ]
You can all do it! You can all just be useful, with auras and cooking and...no matter what and I...I cant do anything right. Not even walking through a crowd. I still cant use this aura at all! I don't belong!
Saying ya don't belong 's like saying none o' us do. [He ruffles his hair, his expression growing soft.
This really does bring back memories.]
We can do what we did because we have support. 's just the matter o' getting used ta it. Even Mikoto had trouble from the very beginning when he became King.
[ He's silent, debating everything. For even to have Mikoto struggle with his power, means that he could try and harness his own. Maybe he wasn't so useless, e did know a few things at least. And, he didn't want to leave Homra, at least, it was a very far off idea at the moment. ]
[There's a relief he wanted to show, but he hides it. Right now, Eric needs to be able to learn control and not freak out.]
And this time, how about ya really ask for help this time? [Almost like a reminiscent of how Fujishima talked to Eric, but at the same time, not quite.]
[ He never really heard of that in any other gang. one of them hanged out this often, or treated each other with this much respect to everyone, especially the lower ones. It was such a huge difference between Hikawa and Homra that he had a hard time wrapping his head around it. Family, huh? ]
[Eric is surrounded by patient people, so it's okay.
But Izumo's leading Eric far away from the carnage and back into the city. They still need to run that errand of Izumo's before they can safely return to the bar.]
[ Patient people Eric doesn't feel like he deserves to be with but he's not going to mention it right now.
Eric follows obediently and quietly though he is not in the mood to be in the bustling areas again, he'll tolerate it. There was still an errand Kusanagi had mentioned to run ]
[Fortunately, the errand doesn't take long. All Izumo needed to do was pick up some supplies from a nearby store before they finally make their way back to HOMRA.
He glances back at Eric.] Let's not mention what happened earlier ta the others, okay?
[ At the chuckle Eric huffs and decides to pull up his hoodie over his head, trying to hide his face as best as he could before he shoved his hands into his pockets. He was just confirming his statement. ]
[It doesn't bug Izumo at all, at least. He's used to being called weird, and the others are the same.
They soon arrive at the bar, though, and fortunately, no one seems to be back yet. At least, that's what it seems like but Izumo's always been aware of his bar, so he suspects Mikoto's upstairs in his room sleeping.
Which makes it easier for Izumo to take Eric to the back, placing the supplies in a closet somewhere before he goes to get the first aid kit.] Take a seat.
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You can all do it! You can all just be useful, with auras and cooking and...no matter what and I...I cant do anything right. Not even walking through a crowd. I still cant use this aura at all! I don't belong!
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This really does bring back memories.]
We can do what we did because we have support. 's just the matter o' getting used ta it. Even Mikoto had trouble from the very beginning when he became King.
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Even...Mikoto-san?
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Even Mikoto. D'ya really think he adjusted being a King so easily? Even he had troubles in the beginning.
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[ He's silent, debating everything. For even to have Mikoto struggle with his power, means that he could try and harness his own. Maybe he wasn't so useless, e did know a few things at least. And, he didn't want to leave Homra, at least, it was a very far off idea at the moment. ]
I'll...keep trying. If that's okay.
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[There's a relief he wanted to show, but he hides it. Right now, Eric needs to be able to learn control and not freak out.]
And this time, how about ya really ask for help this time? [Almost like a reminiscent of how Fujishima talked to Eric, but at the same time, not quite.]
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[ With more then he even knows what to deal with. But one thing a time. ]
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It just won't be me helping ya. The others will help ya, too.
Dhhzdv ONE MORE
...Homra really is a weird place
SLEEP
It may be weird, but we're all like one big dysfunctional family.
I DID IT WAS GLORIUS
Makes it even weirder, to be a family...
[ He never really heard of that in any other gang. one of them hanged out this often, or treated each other with this much respect to everyone, especially the lower ones. It was such a huge difference between Hikawa and Homra that he had a hard time wrapping his head around it. Family, huh? ]
HURRAY
[It's the best way to describe their Clan. They're loud and rowdy, almost always getting into trouble, but even so, they're a lovable bunch.]
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[ He doesn't say anything to that, because to get used to a family again doesn't seem possible to him right now. ]
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But Izumo's leading Eric far away from the carnage and back into the city. They still need to run that errand of Izumo's before they can safely return to the bar.]
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Eric follows obediently and quietly though he is not in the mood to be in the bustling areas again, he'll tolerate it. There was still an errand Kusanagi had mentioned to run ]
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He glances back at Eric.] Let's not mention what happened earlier ta the others, okay?
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If they're not back when we get back...
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[He sees Eric looking at the burns.] But let's get these burns cleaned up first when we get back.
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He tries to put his hurt hand behind him. As if that means Kusanagi jadn't noticed it already. ]
...I'm fine.
[ Stubborn Eric is stubborn. ]
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Just so weird...
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Izumo chuckles.]
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They soon arrive at the bar, though, and fortunately, no one seems to be back yet. At least, that's what it seems like but Izumo's always been aware of his bar, so he suspects Mikoto's upstairs in his room sleeping.
Which makes it easier for Izumo to take Eric to the back, placing the supplies in a closet somewhere before he goes to get the first aid kit.] Take a seat.
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Ah y-yes.
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