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[ex_outofcontrol435]

[It's a day after the explosion of Spring and superpower exhibition, and Pyro's just sitting in -

- well, it's a new room. Bigger, more homey than the dorm-style rooms of the God Houses, and his candle number appears to have doubled to compensate. The light is still flickering and uneven, but it's much brighter than it was during his broadcasts from Baldr. Anyhow, those who were there to hear him rant and rave about Freya being spared and Freyr being saved might think he's appeared to shit all over that party, but he's staying quiet on that front for now. (Who knows how many psycho kids one of them might have, after all.)]

Since we're so big on Democracy here, thought I'd put something up to a vote.

Instead of random surges in our powers that have nothing to do with anything, how about the gods put their heads together and see if they can gather up enough strength to make the powers work outside the city? Y'know, where most people are actually being attacked and either dying or coming close to it?

It's just a thought.

[He's still sore about his near-death experience during the weapons expedition, but no one needs to know that! There was the big freakout about the blonde girl not coming back for so long, after all; this could all be about her.

If you don't know Pyro at all, anyway.]

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[ex_outofcontrol435]

Yeah, exactly. What I want is what matters. [Said without a trace of irony.] I've got just as important a job here as I did back home, and I can't be distracted. I can't change what I want for someone else.

[But is it any better without her? Lashing out at people, being more cruel than usual on the network and snapping at his friends? He's not worried about them, any friend of his has to learn to take it sometime, but the bitter hole in his chest that's causing all of this -

- well, it is scary. Euri and Oswin are both gone right now, one not speaking to him and the other grey for what has to have been days. And he's having trouble remembering how he went about even the most basic things without them.]

People are the worst investments on that list. One or the other of you is gonna lose value eventually.

[daddyissues]

...people aren't used cars, Pyro. You don't lose value. And you don't have to change what you want, a real relationship might take compromise but not changing. You make each other better.

I'm not telling you to go get a girlfriend, but you know I'm not an idiot. You're scared of how you feel for someone.

[ex_outofcontrol435]

You wanna bet?

[He stops his pacing and whirls around furiously at that, giving up way more than he meant to; no amount of anger can smother the hurt lurking just below the surface.]

People can lose value fast. Anyone, for any reason. You're just fucking lucky if it hasn't been you yet.

[daddyissues]

[connor is nonplussed]

It has been. You have no idea what I was like a year ago. The trick is people not giving up on you when it happens, because value is never really lost.

1/2

[ex_outofcontrol435]

[He's visibly affected by that, but he won't give up his stance.]

Does it matter? If someone thinks it is, that's it. Sure, it means they're not worth giving a shit about, but it doesn't mean -

[It doesn't mean the loss doesn't hurt in the moment. And even when more hurt just becomes more anger, you're still feeling the constant, low burn.]

2/2

[ex_outofcontrol435]

[He shakes his head, not allowing himself to get that personal. He barely even shows his hurt to Bobby, and his worst breakdowns have been thanks to god interference. When he's in his right mind, there's no way he's getting that vulnerable.]

- I'm not choosing, and I'm not tying myself down. If that means losing her, then fine.

Re: 2/2

[daddyissues]

[in general, connor isn't one to push, not anymore. pyro is a pretty open book if you know what he's saying behind the words, and connor figures that if he's ever comfortable enough to spit those things out, he will.]

I'm not telling you to -- you asked, so I told you how I see it for myself.

[he pats the bed; sit down and chill out]

[ex_outofcontrol435]

[He just glares for a long moment, but eventually does sit down. He's only so angry because Connor's hitting the nail right on the head; he's not ready to pull back the curtain and face that truth yet, but part of him is moving ever closer to it.

He cares very deeply about two girls, which is bad enough, but he might actually love one of them. And that does terrify him.]

Doesn't matter, anyway. She's already given up on me.

[daddyissues]

Maybe, maybe not. You can't really know what people are feeling until they tell you. Unless you're an empath, but that power probably sucks.

[ex_outofcontrol435]

We tried the whole talking thing.

She hung up on me. Twice. And didn't pick up after the second time.

[daddyissues]

[have another little shrug; he doesn't know the situation or the girl, it might cool down]

Wanna hit things?

[ex_outofcontrol435]

[His head actually whips around, staring at Connor in surprise for a minute before he just laughs.]

I always wanna hit things. It's just not usually encouraged.

[daddyissues]

[he steeples his fingers and puts on therapist voice]

Getting out your aggression is healthy, in the right setting.

[ex_outofcontrol435]

[That only redoubles his laughter.]

Alright, no psychobabble lectures and you're on.

[daddyissues]

No worries, I don't think I can manage more than that impression without collapsing in laughter.

[ Up we go! ]