toremainbehind | Open RP Post

[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?

[ 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 looks up at Kusanagi fighting between running away and hiding to staying and being helped by him. ]

Even...Mikoto-san?

[He gives a nod.]

Even Mikoto. D'ya really think he adjusted being a King so easily? Even he had troubles in the beginning.

Is that so?

[ 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.

O'course 's okay.

[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.]

Ah, right... I need some help, please.

[ With more then he even knows what to deal with. But one thing a time. ]

[Izumo pats his head before dropping his hand.]

It just won't be me helping ya. The others will help ya, too.

[ Eric frowns a bit at the patting but it does help to make him feel better at least. ]

...Homra really is a weird place

[That has him chuckling, a hand on Eric's shoulder as he carefully maneuvers him out of the bar.]

It may be weird, but we're all like one big dysfunctional family.

[ The help is appreciated ]

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? ]

You'll get used ta it.

[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.]

Hmm

[ He doesn't say anything to that, because to get used to a family again doesn't seem possible to him right now. ]

[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?

[ He looks at Kusanagi's hand and singed clothing to his own slightly burned hand and arm and the burnt fabric of his sweater. ]

If they're not back when we get back...

They'll ask. They're a nosy bunch like that.

[He sees Eric looking at the burns.] But let's get these burns cleaned up first when we get back.

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Dhhzdv ONE MORE

SLEEP

I DID IT WAS GLORIUS

HURRAY

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