thirteen [voice/action/just terrible]

[imatreenow]

[Mid-morning is drawing near, and the house is too quiet. Martel should have been awake already. Despite the uncertainty that has settled heavily between him and his sister, there are plenty of things Mithos does still know about her, and this is definitely out of the ordinary. Softly, he knocks at her door. No reply. With a knot of worry

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[action] - me, that's who

[sketchingideals]

[Jeb is minding his own business, on his way to pick up some groceries. He sees Mithos, but since he never saw what he looked like before, he doesn't realize he's the one from the journal conversation about discrimination. The kid doesn't look happy at all, though, so Jeb approaches a little.]

...are you okay?

[action] I aced this test! what do I get???

[imatreenow]

[For a paranoid second, he thinks Jeb realizes who he is. But of course not, he couldn't possibly...

Mithos has found his next scapegoat. He's worn down from an afternoon of ceaseless raging, but there's still more pain to pour out and foist on others. The well is bottomless. And this human looks easy to crush. As Jeb nears, he reaches out with both hands to roughly push him away.]

It's none of your business.

[action] - you get jeb's virginity! just kidding.

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[Jeb stumbles back before losing his balance entirely and falling on his rear with a startled cry. He looks up at Mithos, confused and looking slightly guilty.]

I'm sorry, you just looked upset and...!

[action] (unsure).

[imatreenow]

[...Ha. Ha...hahahaha! Upset. Really, now. This is laughter, and it is not the happy kind. It's toxic sludge pouring into a lake; it's nails scratching a chalkboard; it's the feeling that someone, somewhere, is watching you.]

How amazingly clever of you. How did you figure that out?

[action] you shouldn't have asked for a prize. you walked into it, it's your own fault. :D

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[The look Jeb is giving Mithos is now one that is terribly startled. He tries to speak, but no words leave him. He just doesn't know how to respond.]

[action] /cry

[imatreenow]

[That look on Jeb's face is a good start -- that's right, begin to decompose into terror and agony. Now a powerful kick, aimed at his ribs.]

[action] oh, i'm sure jeb was crying too when i offered his virginity as a reward.

[sketchingideals]

[Jeb just barely rolls out of the way, unwanted memories flashing through his mind.]

Why are you doing this?! [He tries to scramble back to his feet.]

[action]

[imatreenow]

[And he doesn't let him, simple as that. He isn't done unless the human is cut open and broken into a thousand pieces. Have a kick to the chest.]

Because you're a miserable piece of filth and you don't deserve to live!

[action]

[sketchingideals]

[He falls back to the ground with a pained cry.]

That... that's not--

[action]

[imatreenow]

'True'? [He finishes Jeb's sentence for him.]

You're worthless! So worthless it's disgusting! [You aren't Martel why are you here why do you exist it isn't fair. He targets Jeb with a kick for every poisoned thought leaching out of his mind.]

[action]

[sketchingideals]

I'm not! I'm not...! [He's too fearful to get overly defensive, but that doesn't stop him from trying to grab Mithos' leg in a desperate attempt to make him stop.]

[action]

[imatreenow]

[Who said you could fight back? Who said you could choose anything but the agony you deserve? He attempts to break Jeb's hold by simply stomping down. Hard.]

[action]

[sketchingideals]

[That shoves Jeb down to the ground completely on his back--hard, and on his wings. An agonized scream leaves him, tears blurring his vision from the pain. Even so, he's determined, desperate to not let go of Mithos' leg, to somehow stop this.]

D-Don't-!

[action]

[imatreenow]

[Let go let go let go. He grinds the heel of his boot into Jeb's chest. He can see the pain the human is experiencing right now and wants to cause more. Suffer for everything he doesn't have.]

I'll grind you into nothingness!

[action]

[sketchingideals]

[Jeb screams again, his hand lowering to grasp Mithos' ankle, trying to pull his foot off.]

No! I have to live...! [He's panicking. He's in pain and he can't see because his vision is that blocked by tears. But... he can't let this happen!]

I haven't done anything to you!

[action]

[imatreenow]

Shut up! Who needs you? [because you're not Martel so he definitely doesn't need you and his opinion is the only one that counts]

You're nothing! [He violently jerks his foot up to shake Jeb's grip off and will move to kick again]