[OPEN Mingle] - Sorry Ethlyn

[murderingjustice]

Who: Everyone involved in recent player plot
Where: Ethlyn's clinic
What: SO! Silly little Organ Hunt didn't go as well as everyone thought, huh? This is Hospital Mingle where people who were injured one way or another during Gogol's shenanigans and their CR can go over it all.
Warnings: Mentions of death, injuries (both physical and mental), talk about medical procedures, drugs, hallucinations etc.

and maybe even snuggling happening on Shinji's bed, ew.

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[conflictresolution]

[This was a story as common as the warning parents told their children at bed time. If loyalty wasn't strong enough to hold people together, then they would fall from a lack of strength. People would be used; some wanted it, some needed it, and others just plain didn't care one way or another.

But the point to Silco was that Akechi had survived and thrived. The boy had proven resourceful, intelligent, and willing. Akechi also carried familiar emotional scars, and those could prove dangerous if allowed to run unchecked. He expected that's part of the reason the father remained; some dark and ugly part of Akechi wanted to mean something.]

So, you are no better than the man who sired you. Burning lives all around you because you have the means and the will. [He made a soft 'hmm' as he considered and then returned to his puzzle.] So you say. I hope you have a plan for the power vacuum left behind otherwise you're replacing one asshole with another that holds a different name.

[murderingjustice]

You're stupid. [He spats out scornfully through his clenched teeth.] I don't give a shit what happens to the world. It can go to hell for all I care.

[Because it is just like Silco had said. What fueled Akechi was nothing but a petty, childish and selfish fantasy of revenge. He didn't stand behind a greater cause of any sort, nor did he care about them. After all, the rot had rooted itself to the very core of the society. Everything and everyone was just as ugly and disgusting to him. He'd rather watch the world burn than try to save it.]

[conflictresolution]

What a selfish little boy you are. [He sneered that, shaking his head.] You've already lost, and you haven't even finished your petty little revenge tour.

[He sat back and set down his pencil again, watching Akechi. This was conversational gold, honestly. He'd probably relisten to the recording to put himself to bed tonight, probably have a little chuckle to himself.

As it was, he was certain Akechi still had some more to give.]

Still, I suppose you can useful.