[Thread] Make You Realize
Characters: OU!Jing, AU!Kir, later OU!Ezri, AU!Sasuke
Where: Ast-Tessera
When: After the end of this thread, about the same time as this entry.
Summary: Aligoté is a little pissed at Jing's behaviour (to say the least) and this time isn't going to go lightly on him.
Warnings: Language and really scary!mad Aligoté
Tired and emotionally drained, the last thing that Jing had expected to see when he opened the door to Ast-Tessera was a fist heading for his face. If he'd been more alert, he probably could have dodged it easily -- as it was, it sent him reeling back into the hallway wall, wondering what the hell was going on and looking up to behold a seething Aligoté. He'd seen Kir's alternate angry, and distraught, but the expression he wore at this very moment was one of such fury that Jing actually found himself frozen in place by it.
Seeing that the thief was too stunned to get back up, Aligoté seized him by the front of the shirt and hauled him to his feet, no minor task as Jing stood nearly a full foot taller than he did. "How dare you?" he intoned, his voice deadly calm. He gripped Jing's coat so tightly his knuckles were pure white. "What the hell is wrong with you?!"
Aligoté pivoted, propelling Jing inside the open door and stalking inside after him, slamming the portal closed with a thunder-like crack. "You think she was only your friend and no one else's!?" he roared. "That you're special enough to get to raise hell an' put the rest of us in danger!? YOU'RE NOT! You're not even close!"
The thief's mouth opened but nothing came out. Part of him was just too flabergasted at seeing the normally quiet Aligoté raging at him and doing it with such effectiveness that he was consequently rendered mute by the verbal whipping he was receiving; little did he know the true blows were still to come.
"I can't believe you'd be so stupid! Those two who stopped you should've skipped right over the words an' beat your sorry ass so far into the ground we'd have to wait for the permafrost to thaw before we could dig you back out!" Ignoring the way Jing was gaping at him like a beached fish, he thrust a finger in the young man's face, his voice once again dropping to a chilling timbre.
"And when you don't come home because you died in some stupid jackass stunt, what happens then? What happens to Kir, your partner?" He was coldly satisfied by the way the grey eyes widened and there was a slight catch to his breathing, confirming his suspicions that Jing had honestly not thought any farther ahead than the immediacy of trying to attract the Entropi's attention. "Take a good, long look," he hissed. "Because I'm what happens. I'm what Kir becomes because you took this stupid, showboat risk and accomplished nothing. Is it worth it? Is your getting to be the tortured hero for five minutes worth everything you just lost?!"
"I didn't--"
"You didn't what?" Aligoté scowled. "Have the opportunity to provoke the Keepers into electrcuting half the compound in retaliation? No, you didn't. What you did was cause everyone who thought you were a good guy to keep around to think you're a damned loose cannon! You think anyone's going to trust you now?! You saw how quick they were to turn on Persephone, and they didn't have any stake invested in her! You got away with that stealing stunt to get to Belldandy and they should've realized it then, but they're sure going to realize it now!"
He finally pulled back, crossing his arms over his chest, although the fierce glower did not leave his face. His voice was simultaneously disgusted and pitying. "Jing, you don't even know what you've done. The Keepers, they may have taken our friends away, but it's you who just ruined the last good thing you had here in Econtra. Without the alliance you've got nothing. You needed them a lot more than they needed you, an' they're gonna see that when they come to tell you that you ain't welcome there anymore."
The ringing silence following the end of Aligoté's tirade seemed almost as loud as the yelling had, as Jing found he had no words of rebuttal to a single thing that had been shouted at him. There was a cold, uncomfortable knot in the pit of his stomach; perhaps for the first time he really was realizing how damaging his actions could have -- and apparently had -- been.
"...you are unfit to be a leader of any sort... pathetic..."
"...if you choose to act as recklessly as you have in the past, I'm afraid there may be little option other than removing you from that role..."
"...there's no reasoning with you... keep it up, Jing, and I might lose all respect for you..."
"But they all thought I could do it," he whispered. "They said they believed I could, and I... I..."
With a weary sigh, Aligoté pulled the blanket off the couch and draped it over the thief's shoulders, which had begun to shake slightly as the full weight of realization was taking hold. Had he really just thrown away the last thing which gave him a purpose in Econtra, and unknowingly at that? The alliance was important to him, he had friends there, and for the first time the responsibility hadn't seemed so much like a chore. Aligoté had said that he didn't know what he'd done, but he was starting to understand it now and he hated it.
Aligoté dropped tiredly to the floor next to the thief, and ignoring for the moment that they technically were still supposed to be fighting (it seemed so irrelevant now) put an arm around the other. He wanted to say something reassuring, but "it'll be all right" and "things will work out" both seemed out of place. In fact any comforting words seemed ill-advised, since no one knew what would happen from here.
"You didn't hurt anyone else," he finally said, and felt Jing's frame quirk as a bitter laugh escaped him. Maybe he shouldn't have said anything at all.
Time would tell.
Where: Ast-Tessera
When: After the end of this thread, about the same time as this entry.
Summary: Aligoté is a little pissed at Jing's behaviour (to say the least) and this time isn't going to go lightly on him.
Warnings: Language and really scary!mad Aligoté
Tired and emotionally drained, the last thing that Jing had expected to see when he opened the door to Ast-Tessera was a fist heading for his face. If he'd been more alert, he probably could have dodged it easily -- as it was, it sent him reeling back into the hallway wall, wondering what the hell was going on and looking up to behold a seething Aligoté. He'd seen Kir's alternate angry, and distraught, but the expression he wore at this very moment was one of such fury that Jing actually found himself frozen in place by it.
Seeing that the thief was too stunned to get back up, Aligoté seized him by the front of the shirt and hauled him to his feet, no minor task as Jing stood nearly a full foot taller than he did. "How dare you?" he intoned, his voice deadly calm. He gripped Jing's coat so tightly his knuckles were pure white. "What the hell is wrong with you?!"
Aligoté pivoted, propelling Jing inside the open door and stalking inside after him, slamming the portal closed with a thunder-like crack. "You think she was only your friend and no one else's!?" he roared. "That you're special enough to get to raise hell an' put the rest of us in danger!? YOU'RE NOT! You're not even close!"
The thief's mouth opened but nothing came out. Part of him was just too flabergasted at seeing the normally quiet Aligoté raging at him and doing it with such effectiveness that he was consequently rendered mute by the verbal whipping he was receiving; little did he know the true blows were still to come.
"I can't believe you'd be so stupid! Those two who stopped you should've skipped right over the words an' beat your sorry ass so far into the ground we'd have to wait for the permafrost to thaw before we could dig you back out!" Ignoring the way Jing was gaping at him like a beached fish, he thrust a finger in the young man's face, his voice once again dropping to a chilling timbre.
"And when you don't come home because you died in some stupid jackass stunt, what happens then? What happens to Kir, your partner?" He was coldly satisfied by the way the grey eyes widened and there was a slight catch to his breathing, confirming his suspicions that Jing had honestly not thought any farther ahead than the immediacy of trying to attract the Entropi's attention. "Take a good, long look," he hissed. "Because I'm what happens. I'm what Kir becomes because you took this stupid, showboat risk and accomplished nothing. Is it worth it? Is your getting to be the tortured hero for five minutes worth everything you just lost?!"
"I didn't--"
"You didn't what?" Aligoté scowled. "Have the opportunity to provoke the Keepers into electrcuting half the compound in retaliation? No, you didn't. What you did was cause everyone who thought you were a good guy to keep around to think you're a damned loose cannon! You think anyone's going to trust you now?! You saw how quick they were to turn on Persephone, and they didn't have any stake invested in her! You got away with that stealing stunt to get to Belldandy and they should've realized it then, but they're sure going to realize it now!"
He finally pulled back, crossing his arms over his chest, although the fierce glower did not leave his face. His voice was simultaneously disgusted and pitying. "Jing, you don't even know what you've done. The Keepers, they may have taken our friends away, but it's you who just ruined the last good thing you had here in Econtra. Without the alliance you've got nothing. You needed them a lot more than they needed you, an' they're gonna see that when they come to tell you that you ain't welcome there anymore."
The ringing silence following the end of Aligoté's tirade seemed almost as loud as the yelling had, as Jing found he had no words of rebuttal to a single thing that had been shouted at him. There was a cold, uncomfortable knot in the pit of his stomach; perhaps for the first time he really was realizing how damaging his actions could have -- and apparently had -- been.
"...you are unfit to be a leader of any sort... pathetic..."
"...if you choose to act as recklessly as you have in the past, I'm afraid there may be little option other than removing you from that role..."
"...there's no reasoning with you... keep it up, Jing, and I might lose all respect for you..."
"But they all thought I could do it," he whispered. "They said they believed I could, and I... I..."
With a weary sigh, Aligoté pulled the blanket off the couch and draped it over the thief's shoulders, which had begun to shake slightly as the full weight of realization was taking hold. Had he really just thrown away the last thing which gave him a purpose in Econtra, and unknowingly at that? The alliance was important to him, he had friends there, and for the first time the responsibility hadn't seemed so much like a chore. Aligoté had said that he didn't know what he'd done, but he was starting to understand it now and he hated it.
Aligoté dropped tiredly to the floor next to the thief, and ignoring for the moment that they technically were still supposed to be fighting (it seemed so irrelevant now) put an arm around the other. He wanted to say something reassuring, but "it'll be all right" and "things will work out" both seemed out of place. In fact any comforting words seemed ill-advised, since no one knew what would happen from here.
"You didn't hurt anyone else," he finally said, and felt Jing's frame quirk as a bitter laugh escaped him. Maybe he shouldn't have said anything at all.
Time would tell.