[Rue will just keep soothing Peter as much as they can, talons across his scalp in gently scritches, a paw rubbing circles at his back.]
Leo was not trying to save the world when he let that artifact get taken. We both know that much is true because we have heard it from his own mouth. That doesn't mean we do not forgive him, that we do not love him endlessly.
It was a mistake. He ignored Raph's orders and he actions inadvertently hurt people. I do not see a difference between that story and yours.
[Rue is all too eager to take the notebook, peering down at the meticulous notes Casey's taken. They flip through it, humming out their approval with each new diagram.]
Am I not included in on the potato eating because I'm the one making them? [It's a half tease on his part.] Do you think we'll be kicked out if we make a potato shortage in this place?
Oh, I- professionally is not happening. [He seems flustered by the idea.] Probably gonna be a hobby forever since, my weird mutation shouldn't trump people's actual talent and skill, you know?
After- after he realized he tried fixing it. He was saving the world then- [That is as much of a defense as Peter has, but he doesn't argue as hard as he could after. He wants to be angry, but he can't quite get there anymore.]
I just. I couldn't fix it. I can't fix anything anymore. Its my fault still, I couldn't stop what happened because I believed some jackass who was nice to me and made me feel like I was safe with him.
Edited (lil guy full of sadness up in here) 2023-12-05 17:26 (UTC)
[Rue will keep Raph in that hug for as long as he needs, but he'd best be prepared for the quick peck of a kiss to the side of his head as they hold him. I'm sorry, Raph, but you are absolutely son-shaped and Rue needs more to keep strong.]
I never knew my siblings - [or their parents, for that matter, but shush, that is irrelevant for the moment] So it is more difficult for me to put myself in your place without that experience, but even still, I can see how much your younger brothers mean to you. [Their wings squeeze around Raph, dragging him in closer.] I know what they mean to me and I have known them for a fraction of the time.
[The thought alone of any of them getting hurt (again) makes them sick. They do not know if they'll ever be able to forget the distinct smell of iron in the air as Leo was bleeding out in front of them.]
But I do hear you and your concerns, Raphael. I apologize for putting you in the position that I did. I knew even then how unfair it was.
You could have talent and skill of your own even without your powers, Peter. Besides, nearly every single individual I've spoken to in this realm has special powers or abilities or latent magic of their own. You are no longer a part of a secret minority. You can celebrate your gifts without fear of pushing someone else aside.
You deserve to take up space too.
Now, having said that, if you do not wish to make it career, then you shall hear no complaint from me. I just don't want to see you limit yourself. Do whatever makes you most happy. Follow your dream, wherever it leads you.
And here I was feeling impatient simply at a handful of months! I can hardly imagine how you must feel. Though I have more questions than ever for our fox friend and just what she expects us to accomplish here.
But besides that, how long have you known dearest Fenris? You are friends from home, correct?
[It's as far as he gets before Rue is scooping this teen into their lap like a toddler and wrapping him up completely within their wings.]
I will say it as many times as I need to, Peter. You were a child being tricked by adults. None of that is your fault. A mistake does not equate to the pure wickedness of those who hurt you. And I know I had no part of what happened, but you must hear me:
I forgive you. Leo forgives you. The ones you've left behind forgive you. I know that they do. You are blameless for the mistakes that adults have made in your life. You should have been protected from the beginning, you should have never been made to feel like you needed to protect them.
[Rue's voice is cool and calm, firm in their words but always loving too, though there's no mistaking the pounding of their heartbeat while Peter is so pressed against them.]
I will protect you from now on. I will keep you safe, my darling.
Still, its not like I earned these powers or anything. I kind of broke into a lab I wasn't supposed to be in... [Even Rue's most mild manner son has committed crimes.] I do want to dance though, it'd be fun. Maybe I'll ask Leo if he wants to do it with me. If he has the time anyway.
I dunno if its a dream, I mean, I wanted to be a superhero really bad. Now I guess I don't want that.
So, I'm making the food and eating it, I guess it pays off. [It isn't a rebuff of the idea at least.]
We'll see if anyone else outside our little- family even notices. [Its a tentative use of family. Peter wonders if that's too much.] Latkes are a little niche I think.
[Peter didn't expect to be scooped up like this and startles a little. He doesn't fight against Rue's grip, trusting the owlbear implicitly. He hasn't been held like this in a very long time and it feels jarring.
He seems to just fold into Rue, releasing a little breath as the Owlbear speaks. Then an uncomfortable feeling settles in the pit of his stomach.
He doesn't want forgiveness, he doesn't deserve that forgiveness for getting people killed. He couldn't fix anything, he was too stupid to take care of the people he needed to step up for.]
[Everything is colliding together all at once. That uncomfortable feeling in his stomach just sours. A rotten feeling that makes him choke on his words. He feels sick.
He wants to curl into Rue, and just accept, but the guilt is choking him. He shakes in Rue's grasp, feeling like his heart is going to burst out of his chest.
He's just not good enough. He's just never going to be good enough. He's gullible, he's stupid-
You are so gullible. And now all your friends have to die.
Peter squirms out of Rue's grasp, floundering to stand on his own two feet.] I need- I have to go, I have to-
Yeah, it's bad. I wanna go home--well, Starkhaven. Which will be my home since I'm engaged to its prince. But yeah, so damn many questions. Which I'd really like to have answered is why some people stay for a really long time, but others vanish seemingly overnight. Where do they go? Back home, I hope.
[and she grins] We are. We've been friends for...more than six years? Though, by my time, it had been hard to track him down. Too busy killing slavers which I have to say is the best excuse in the world for being hard to write to.
[Shhh nothing to see here. Did he get those pictures from Leo? Well. Leo for sure has pictures.]
Well... not like he can stop us. [Bittersweet, but accurate enough that he doesn't lose his smile.] Half the fun of being his nephew is getting away with annoying him.
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