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What if I told you...; ... that was a bad idea?
Topic Started: Feb 6 2017, 04:20 PM (475 Views)
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((So. That was what a murderer looked like.))

Just another kid. Not a miserable wretch, hollow and haggard, haunted by the weight of their crimes. Cass supposed that would require significantly more self-awareness than Jerry was showing, talking of killing while surrounded by death. They hadn't been able to make out all of the two boys' conversation during their approach to the tower, just enough to get the gist.

Was that what passed for idle conversation, now? Nothing but plans, the boring pragmatism of Wade without any of his morality, the willingness to fight of Irene without her drive to only hurt those who "deserved" it? Was there seriously nothing the two of them would rather be doing?

If that was the case, then Cass supposed they would to just follow Trav's lead and play along. This was his show, after all; his decision to do what he would with whatever justification Jerry gave him for killing his friend. Maybe it had been an accident. Maybe a misunderstanding. Maybe he was just a murderous asshole. As much as they would have liked to try and assume the best of Jerry, he hadn't exactly given them much reason to, yet.

Cass stood to Trav's right, slightly behind him. Hands in their pockets, trying not to glare. Only trembling a little. They knew that Jerry and Matt had, at the very least, one knife between them; out of sight for the moment. Cass and Trav were both unarmed; and though Trav had his MMA experience, Cass had never been in a fight in their life.

For now, actual violence remained an abstract concept; one with consequences that rippled through the world around them and left myriad wounds in its wake, but always invisibly; just out of sight. Cass could only hope that it would continue to remain that way.
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For a moment, Cass felt sorry for Jerry; being hit with the entirety of Trav's newfound coldness. They supposed it had been a bit too soon to accuse Jerry of having any sort of callous dignity. Blustering and flailing, scared half out of his mind while he pleaded for his life. It wasn't hard to imagine him making the worst mistake of his life in a flustered haze of pain and fear. That didn't justify anything, of course, but maybe it meant he didn't deserve everything that was coming towards him.

That shred of sympathy was blown away as Jerry dared to wash his filthy hands of guilt and blame everything on the dead, tried to imply that it was only just that Toby had died before Trav could say goodbye to her. As he fled, abandoning his hapless companion to be ripped apart by blind, righteous fury; devoured by oft-beaten dogs who now knew only hunger and the ripping of flesh.

Thankfully, Trav wasn't a metaphor and Matt would go on with his life. Cass was taken aback for a moment as he broke down, absolutely convinced that he was about to die. While Jerry's terror - of one who would only think about the pain they had caused when they were about to face consequences for their actions - was darkly satisfying, it looked like Matt's worst fault was his really shitty taste in friends.

Cass felt slightly sick to their stomach; knowing that even though they wouldn't hurt Matt, that didn't make his fear any less real, make their accidental death threats any less direct an attack upon his sanity. Even if it was illusionary, for the first time in their life Cass now held absolute control over another human being's life; and they would have given everything to go back to being safely useless.

"You don't - we're not gonna hurt you," Cass mumbled shamefacedly, believing in Trav's better nature to make those words true. "We're not like him."
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Cass nodded. Turned to Matt, said "Sorry about, uh. This. Stay safe?"

((Then they followed Trav without another worried glance back.))
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