The River Sings [o]

MONSTER,

HOW SHOULD I FEEL

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LOOKING THROUGH THE WINDOW

WORDS 000 . TAGS go here . NOTES Wooo~ first post with Remy || . made by prism of btn and ls.

The young man turned swiftly around. He hadn't heard anyone coming closer and the young voice had startled him. He turned around and saw a kid, a teenager at most, just standing there.
He blinked, rubbing the back of his neck, a bit disoriented. The kid sounded self assured, strong and knowledgeable. Far more knowledgeable than he was. But then, that wasn't very difficult. Remy had only gone to school when he was fifteen and rushed his way up so he could have a job. It had been hard work, but worth it.

He grinned, happy after all to have some company. Even if he was rude, he didn't attack or try to fight. Not to mention that he had shown him a neat trick to throw peddles on the water.
Every single one of his moves was calculated - much like his were when he was on a job of thieving.

He clapped, looking genuinely impressed. He just never got it. But then, he had never had much chance to test it out. His kids, his kiddie students, were more important than skipping stones on the surface of the water. And their health, be it mental or physical was also more important. It hadn't been rare that he had to take care of bruises and worse that they got at home.
Living in poor cities and in even poorer areas of it had its perks but also its negatives. And sometimes, the latter were overwhelming.

"Please teach me." he invited the kid with a smile. "No one's ever bothered doing so with me, so...please. It'd be something I could show the kids, once I go home."

MONSTER,

HOW SHOULD I FEEL

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LOOKING THROUGH THE WINDOW

WORDS 000 . TAGS go here . NOTES Wooo~ first post with Remy || . made by prism of btn and ls.

Okay. Remy was maybe nice and kind and cuddly and somewhat on the naive side when it comes to some things. But he was not an idiot. And this kid was simply acting like a moron. If he thought he could pull of such stunts with anyone, he'd be wrong. He was lucky that he wasn't a violent kind of person (well, not at the moment) and that he had no intentions of ever causing trouble to anyone if he could avoid it.

Though, on the other hand, he was nagging him to tease the kid. To allow him to show up and to say a few nasty truths in the kid's face. He'd learn about them in a less painful way with him than he'd hear with with his superiors.
But Remy decided against it, forcing his move violent side aside. He wasn't going to get into trouble already. He had promised to get back home safely to his lady and promised Jäger that he wouldn't seek out more trouble than he could handle. And this kid could be too much to handle.

Remy frowned slightly and crossed his arms. He didn't get it though why the kid was being so hostile. He knew that his request seemed stupid, but...
"Please excuse me for not being in your standards of normalcy." he replied. "And you would have to be a fool to believe a single word of what you just said."
He rose an eyebrow.
"If you must know, I was genuinly interested. But if you wish to go through life on your own and be a disappointment to who cares about you and try to get caught up in a web of lies, go ahead."

The teacher was speaking now. He had often said similar things to kids he had had in his class. He had no idea if it'd work on teenagers, but so far, he had always had a positive result. If the kids didn't care about their parents, they did about their siblings or about him and apologized...and then changed most of the time, putting all possible efforts to please him.
He didn't mind if the kid wouldn't change. For him or anyone. He merely wished for him to live and not to die in this place.
"If I won't kill you in the future for insolence, then others will, kid." he added silently, his hands in his pocket. "I've seen people being killed for less than that...And I would hate to see that happen to you."

Remy smiled at the kid and then grabbed a stone, throwing it at the water, watching it hop three times and then land with a plop in the lake.
Merde.
"Not to mention that, if you were the latest S-rank arrivals, I would've recognized you."

MONSTER,

HOW SHOULD I FEEL

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LOOKING THROUGH THE WINDOW

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The Cajun stared at the teenager, blinking. What the hell was this kid thinking? Like, really, was he on drugs? Dreaming? Had he snapped?

He could care less if he suddenly looked like him and if he had had fox tails, ears, whatever. It still didn't mean that he was an S-rank and in fact, had he been one, he would've shown something more impressive.
Remy almost chuckled. The kid was cute in trying to prove that he was superior to the older man. Like a toddler, having a tantrum, hoping to get what he wanted. Of course, he would never say that out loud. If the kid had more powers than just mimicking a fox and himself, then he'd rather not provoke it any further.

Which still didn't mean that he agreed with the kid. Or liked him. He was arrogant and wished to know if anyone had ever spanked him for being like that. Because his hands were it-
Remy glanced down at his hands that were in his pockets. When the kid had leaned forwards, he had reached for his pocket and grabbed the yo-yo he had been playing with earlier on. Merde, once again.
He needed to stop having this habit. So badly. Jäger understood it, his mistress a bit. But strangers would not take it nicely he guessed. Well...he could always render it invisible he supposed. And then, hide it. And act as if nothing happened. Which wasn't going to be easy because only he could lie and not his actual self.

But the last question that the kid had thrown at him got him thinking. He could have answered immediately that he wasn't interested. And he wasn't. But still. He wanted to give it a moment of thought. Which ended a minute later.
Remy showed up a determined face and squared his shoulders, towering over the kid and looking down at him with his black, piercing eyes.
"If ye knew all of tha', ye wouldn't have asked me." he replied, his old accent resurfacing in his words. "'cause y' would've known it was a waste of time."
And it was a waste of time. Even if he was the leader and made of him a leader, it would still not allow him off the island. Or gain the freedom he wished to have. Or to undo all the murders he had caused. No, it would only make him miserable and even less of a man than he already was.
And this kid would better learn that fast.

And the dark haired man turned around, determined not to add anything else to this conversation. He had seen and heard enough of this kid. And wondered if he did have someone he loved still - because he was sure that if that was the case, he wouldn't be playing so lightly with his life.
But if he was indeed alone, then Remy feared for his life and sanity. It would not last long, he knew that. And even more, the kid was going to die alone.

With a groan to himself, he stopped, when he was several meters away from the boy. And then fished the stolen yo-yo out of his pocket, throwing it back at Kira.
"Mah name's Remy! If ye'd be ever interested in being actual friends, come by again whenever ye want!"
And with that, he went back to walking off, feeling just a tad bit satisfied with himself. He hadn't gotten in trouble he couldn't handle. Jäger would probably like to hear that.

MONSTER,

HOW SHOULD I FEEL

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LOOKING THROUGH THE WINDOW

WORDS 000 . TAGS go here . NOTES Wooo~ first post with Remy || . made by prism of btn and ls.

Ho? So the kid thought he knew everything about him? Then he had yet to meet the monster that was roaming inside of his mind. And, not to mention that the transformation was flawed. The eyes were unmistakably that of the spoiled brat and not his.

The most interesting thing about this situation was that Remy noticed that the kid was bluffing. Grasping for straws. He was bored, wanted the attention and tried to keep on impressing him. He almost agreed with his other side that was telling him that it would've been great if this kid met Jäger or Lucy. He'd see then that some people are scarier than him while not even reaching the full potential of their powers.
"The knowledge I have gained has taught me enough to survive. And it has allowed me to see the flaws in your talk, kid. You might want to try to do something about the eyes you're wearing. They don't suit me."
Remy didn't feel the need to insist on the fact that, if he could steal the yo-yo without super powers from the kid, then he was hardly an S-rank. if he was so strong, his instincts would have stopped him and badly so.

He flashed an insolent grin at the other male and kept on walking, hands in the pockets of his long, leather coat. The air was fresh and the hour slowly passing. Mid afternoon, there was still a lot of things he could do. Even if the kid kept on hanging around with him, he knew nothing bad would happen.
"Y'know, I feel pretty sorry for you. And for those who raised you right now." he suddenly stated, turning around and staring straight at Kira, head tilted a bit to the left.
The Cajun stopped walking and blinked a few times, observing himself. He was told he was a handsome person. But that was all. People laughed at his mentality, his morals, his way of seeing things. And yet, he was strong - nothing much affected him anymore. He had seen horror, now he simply took things as they were. No more surprises, only state of things.

"I pity humans who think they should live without friends. It's pretty lonesome and sad in the end, because I am sure that they were not born to die alone one day."
Remy shrugged lightly and got a distant look in his eyes. He had been alone for long years, when he was a child. And even when he finally had his foster parents, no person of his age came to truly accept him. He was a weird, freakish person who had been a thief and thus should be still a criminal. He was the teacher who told lies about honorable parents abusing their children while there was proof of the abuse. And finally, he had been the filthy altered that infected everyone with his freakishness and should thus die.
And in the end, he had killed everyone in a blind rage. And gotten out of it alive, after having faced a mob of angry adults who had been armed and who had been stronger than him.

"D'y'have family?" he suddenly asked, eyes still looking at the afar and himself blocking the way off with his body. "Because I know how painful it is to be alone in the end, being the sole one still alive. It is worse than dying, the fact you live. Because you can't find redemption to anyone, not even yourself, no matter what you do."

He brought his hand up to Kira's head and ruffled his own hair, smiling again.
"Don't become a monster like me. Because one day, you might kill someone you care for while trying to find justice for yourself."

MONSTER,

HOW SHOULD I FEEL

CREATURES LIE HERE

LOOKING THROUGH THE WINDOW

WORDS 000 . TAGS go here . NOTES Wooo~ first post with Remy || . made by prism of btn and ls.

Ah, he had hit a nerve, Remy realized when Kira suddenly exploded. His image vanished, leaving the sight of an angry teenager with fox like features. He seemed to be on the verge of crying as well to erupt like a volcano, as if conflicted, hurt, scared and saddened at the same time, mixing that with fury and desperation - a look that Remy had worn before.

The attack was sift, fast and painful. But he didn't dodge it - the black haired young man didn't see the point of doing so. Instead, he grabbed a hold on the other altered and hugged him tightly. He wouldn't let go of the kid, who clearly cared a lot about his family and was scared for their safety.
The Cajun listened patiently to his story, silently, not commenting anything about it. But, even so, he knew what this lad was going through. He had killed his own brothers before as well, sisters, parents. More than half of his village had died and in the end, he had nothing left. No one there to tell him it would be fine. Hence why he would never get redemption.

But Kira...he had a sister. One who was waiting for him on this piece of land that was Area D. And he needed her, as support. He was a kid after all. And it was natural.
"They all died, kiddo. I killed them. All of them, before and after my powers showed up. My thieving brothers, when I had to end their sufferings from having a bullet lodged in their chest and they couldn't die without suffering for hours if not days. And when my village, my sole family rejected me, I went in a frenzy of rage and killed them all, in a painful way."
He tightened his grip on the teenager, hugging him as if he was a lifeline. He rubbed his back, as to soothe the pain he was expressing and hoping that his tears would slowly stop.
"I'm nonredeemable, but you...you're still a kid, mon ami. You have family who still accepts you for who you are, who forgave you, am I not right? So, forgive yourself for what you have done, because I am sure that your little brother wouldn't want you to suffer over his accidental death."

Then, slowly, he released Kira, grinning. He had bruises all over his body he knew. It hurt, but, he couldn't help it. He felt as if he had found another companion. Maybe even a protector once he would grow up and him still live.
"You're strong."
And the kid was, for sure.