Post might possibly have triggery subject matter in some of the replies.

[stardust_hobo]

[It's a nice, quiet enough evening in the dressingroom. And Tyki is taking advantage of the blissful peace. He's wandering down hallways, looking at clocks and watches, out far past when he'd usually be resting. And everything is well enough, until he comes across a radio that's been left out. Some lovely little classical music station, playing all

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[not_unhaunted]

[...hey, issues-buddy.]

[flinching and kind of just standing to the side, watching.]

[not_unhaunted]

Rivals, were you? [hums a little.]

[stardust_hobo]

I was called his arc-nemesis by many.

[not_unhaunted]

[gives a look that says "if I were you I would GTFO of there, but go right ahead."]

Personally I don't subscribe to the philosophy of letting enemies- present or past- touch me. Just saying.

[stardust_hobo]

If I was smarter, and if things were different, I'd probably subscribe to your philosophy. But I'm not, and he's been better to me than my own flesh and blood. So I'll take the risk, for now. Until time changes once more.

[not_unhaunted]

[winces and ignores all that about flesh and blood; abusive Cyril stories do not want.]

[turning his attention to the hole in the wall.] Overkill much?

[stardust_hobo]

[Now, who said that? There's quite a bit of nasty flesh and blood in his life. Not that he'd share anyway, he reserves his stories for those that have to live with him.]

...Could have been bigger. Just got my powers back.

[not_unhaunted]

[good strategy, poor guy.]

Lucky bastard. [a little bitter here, though not towards him.]

So. Why the reaction... with the music?

[stardust_hobo]

[His dearest isn't being paid enough for the free therapy work.]

Not really. It's useless power, if all I can do with it is throw fits and destroy property. [Yeah, he notices. But he's not sure what to say so he says nothing about it at all.]

...Bad memories attached to it. I just... I remembered. And I felt everything all over again.

[not_unhaunted]

Find an empty room to throw fits. [glances at his own still-bandaged hands from earlier.] Without mirrors.

Felt? What. [not going to press if he refuses, probably.]

[stardust_hobo]

...I don't think a room will suffice. [Stares through the hole.] And yes, I suppose mirrors. Are best to be avoided.

[He's clenching his fists now. Shaking hard again, eyes dark.] It felt like... Like... [Shakes his head.] Like I'd be cursing you with information you'd rather not have if I spoke about it more.

[not_unhaunted]

[sharp inhale; didn't mean to set the shaking off again.]

[but...] I'd also rather not know how my kid sister's lungs look like on the inside, but they let me see that anyway. Try.

[stardust_hobo]

[He can't help it, it's almost too easy to set it off when he's this way.]

...Did you kill them? Give me a second. It's disgusting.

[not_unhaunted]

No, too busy trying to regrow the bits of my veins they made off with. Distracting process, you know. Ah. As you like...

[stardust_hobo]

...Nothing that bad. Kill them someday, manage it somehow. Ruin them all, make them pay. [His voice is distorted for a moment, and his eyes glow gold. And then it's gone, just as fast as it came. And his voice is mostly normal again, save for the shakiness of it. The little starts and stops.] ...Someone I... Someone I trusted made a bit of a pet out of me. Had a nasty ability, he could nullify powers. Take you down to a compliant child somehow. You'd be fighting, and struggling on the inside, but your body wouldn't listen. And you were his. [He's fumbling through pockets now, looking for something.] And he liked making dates of it. Rose petals on the bed, fine blankets, wine and chocolates. And he always played Vivaldi during it. So as stupid as it sounds, I really... just don't like the song anymore. Or any of the bastard's works.

[not_unhaunted]

Can't find them, don't remember where, useless right now. They'd get me anyway, cut me up.

[deep breath and avoiding thinking about how that's an awful lot like Cyril's powers.]

Sounds like a good reason. Damn good reason.