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brave police: j-decker | kagerou

video || Trion's Lake

[Here we have the police bird in his natural habitat. Standing by the lake in Alpha Trion's sector. He looks rather pensive and generally more upset than he usually does.]

I --

[And before he can explain himself, he catches sight of his reflection in the lake. Scrawled on the panes of his left wing are the words "SPACE FOR RENT". On the other wing, in equally bold, obnoxious writing is "APRIL FOOLS".]

[He stares. And then drops the Link in an effort to scrub the writing off with his bare hands, twisting around into a veritable knot of unhappy ninja robot.]

[Unfortunately, all this does is give the viewer a good view of the back side of each wing, on which is written ""POWER JOE WAS HERE :D". One word per wing pane.]

[And it's then, in a fit of avian frustration, Kagerou has the most mature response to life there ever was. He lifts the nearest heavy rock and throws it, as hard as he can, shouting:]

I hate this place!

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I'm..honestly not completely sure. I'm not too familiar with Earth customs, which is what I think this might be.

[There was something in the back of his mind, a small little piece of information that he had heard or read somewhere once but, at the time, it hadn't seemed important.

He looks over the other's wings, frowning some before it softens out as he notices how tense Kagerou is. His hand comes to rest on the other's shoulder, giving it a gentle squeeze.]

It's alright though. This should come off easy enough.

... It would be.

[It would be something like that, wouldn't it? Something he'd never heard of. Something he didn't know to prepare for... something the others all knew about but he was the odd one out, and--]

[Those thoughts were going somewhere dark and bitter, very fast. This little prank has been the last straw in a long series of unfortunate events. But the hand on his shoulder yanks him back.]

If it doesn't... I'm going to dump him in the lake.

[He says it so flatly, it's almost mechanical.]

I suppose that would be an appropriate way to get him back. Just..so long as you aren't going to hurt him after you dump him in the lake.

[Because he can tell that the other is really upset over this, that it's not just a light frustration.

And he's immediately wanting to coax the other to talk because of it.]

Turn towards the lake for me.

[Rung's voice is soft again as he asks, gently nudging the other's shoulder to get him to turn, needing water to attempt this cleaning procedure.]

The lake will do enough.

[Says the robot who's still a little afraid of water.]

[The tension in him doesn't change. He just does as he's asked, still hunched, still seething internally. And still... doing his best to hide it.]

Better?

Yes. Thank you, Kagerou.

[Kneeling down to scoop some water up, Rung manages to get enough of it on the other's wing and begins to scrub at it slightly, optics dimming to a concentrated sort of look as he works.]

...I feel as though this is not the only thing this Power Joe has done to you...did you want to talk about it?

[He sits up straighter, abruptly, the second the Autobot's hands touch his wing. Dimly, it occurs to him that... no one has done this. Not since the facility. Not since--]

[And with that realization, he unconsciously starts to relax. Physically, anyway.]

... he hasn't done anything. He's just been annoying.

Until now.

[It's been other things. This is the final straw. He wants to scream and throw more rocks, but what good is that going to do?]

So he used this 'April Fools' to do something beyond just being annoying then.

[He's clarifying more than anything really, continuing his work on the other's wing--noticing the way the other relaxes a bit as well, which he takes as a good sign.]

And you know him from your home world, yes?

It would seem so.

[His AI still feels tied in knots, he still feels angry, upset... but for some reason, the more the writing is cleaned, the more his wings are handled, the more relaxed everything feels. Distanced, somehow.]

... I saw him, once. With the other Brave Police. When they tried to arrest me.

[Rung nods a bit, more to himself than Kagerou since the other can't really see him, getting the majority of the words off the back of one wing before scooping up some more water to work on the back of the other.]

They tried to arrest you?

Mmhmm.

[His head droops a little. It's ... nice. Feeling the anger be so distant all of the sudden. He can deal with this.]

[Right? Suppression is totally healthy.]

I wasn't supposed to be alive. Wasn't meant to be out in the world... and so they were called to stop me.

..That...doesn't seem right.

[He remembers what Kagerou had told him before and, piecing it all together now, Rung just really doesn't know what to make of the other's homeworld.

Smoothing a hand over the wing he was working on now, Rung made a thoughtful sound before scooping up some more water to clean the last little bits off.]

Why is he so intent on bothering you here?

It's the way things were.

[The noise he makes is something like a sigh, and he leans back a little into the touch.]

[He does appreciate this. Maybe he should find someone to do this... if it would be all right. Is it okay to have someone do it? Just touch his wings?]

... Because I don't belong with them.

...Who says?

[His hands almost still but he resists, since Kagerou seems so content with it, finishing up the back of the wing before he moves around to look at the front of them now.]

And even so, that doesn't give him the right to do this to your wings.

[Moving back to the lake to get some more water, the therapist moves around to get to the front of his companion's wings, starting to clean them now a well.]

... I do. But they all know it. Even if they don't say.

[He hesitates, not really wanting to delve into this when he feels so calm about everything, so detached. But he should, shouldn't he?]

Shadowmaru was the one made for them. To be their stealth unit. I... I wasn't. I was never meant to be part of them.

[He shakes his head a little, his hands curling into fists again, as much as he tries to hold it back.]

Maybe he resents me being here. For not... being what they need. I don't know.

... maybe it would be better, if Shadowmaru were here, instead.

[Rung pauses in his cleaning as he listens, fingers a light touch not on Kagerou's wings as he can't..help but feel upset for the other.]

Kagerou, don't say that. There are plenty of individuals here that are glad you're here, myself included. I'm fairly certain that Kay wouldn't want anyone else here in your place either.

[Optics soft, his hand rests on the other's shoulder to squeeze it gently.]

Never doubt your worth to others. You may not have been meant to be apart of that team back home, but you're apart of the group we have growing here.

But it's the truth.

[And suddenly that bitterness, that loneliness, is back full force, and nothing he can do will push it back under a calm mask.]

I don't belong with them. I don't belong with your kind, either. Too young, they've said, too naive. They ask me why I don't know anything and nothing I say answers them well enough!

I'm trying to learn. I'm trying to understand. But no one will allow it, because I don't have a place.

[He knows, at least a part of him knows, how childish it might sound. But he can't bring himself to care. He hasn't let these feelings out before -- it just wasn't right to.]

[He folds his arms around himself.]

Kay accepts me. But I'll never be what she needs, either.

I'll never be human. I'll never be one of you. I'll never even be one of the Brave Police.

[Because they won't let me in...]

...But you're you, Kagerou, and that's all anyone should ask of you.

[Rung had waited a few moments before responding, going over what the other had said a few times in his head, adding it to the file he had on Kagerou piece by piece. His spark went out to the other and he wished, so much, that there was more he could do.

But the majority of it was up to Kagerou at this point. All Rung could do was try to guide him.

His hands fall away from the other's wing and he reaches out to instead touch the other's cheek lightly.]

You have a place, you just don't realize it, Kagerou, because you're caught in a web of the "I can't's" that you've interpreted from others. No single being can ever please everyone and it's impossible to be what everyone wants you to be.

You have to be what you want to be, what you know you can be and go from there. Others will accept you for who you are and those that don't aren't worth your time.

... being me isn't worth anything. I'm nothing more than a shadow -- it's even in my name.

[It's hard to believe you're worth anything beyond your immediate use, when that's all you know. When it's all that's been drilled into you since the moment you first became aware.]

[... Kay thinks otherwise. Rationally, he knows that. But the weight of sudden loses -- Perceptor, Soundwave -- aren't helping his already battered "heart".]

I don't know... what I want. What they want.

I just know what he wanted of me... and I don't know if I can do that.

[He can't help but murmur the last part, glancing at the Autobot when he's touched, his head slightly bowed.]

Kagerou...

[He can't help but move forward, arms going around the other in a tight hug because the urge was too strong. The other might be his patient but he also considers Kagerou a friend and he just--

The other looked like he could use it.]

You are so much more than a shadow. You're a friend to me and to Kay. A guardian to her. A protector to everyone here in Haven when they need you. Please don't beat yourself up or think that you're useless. Just because the path isn't clear to you right now doesn't mean you aren't on the right one.

[He squeezes just a bit tighter before drawing back slightly, hands resting on the other's shoulders.]

Do only what you think you can handle doing. Take it one step at a time, day by day. That's all any of us can do.

[Honestly, this has been a long time coming. He's literally shoved all of this aside for months. Maybe even since he arrived. Losing people... the issues with the police, the torn loyalties... now this? It just broke the walls down.]

[He holds very still, when there are, suddenly, arms around him. Then shudders. And leans into it, slightly.]

I... I wish I could see it. As you can. I wish I could believe it. That... I knew I've done... the right thing.

[His arms are still around himself, and one hand tightens over the Glyph on his arm. The significantly more intricate Gylph.]

[Forgive me... Shadowmaru...]

What if the steps don't go anywhere? What if... What then?

Then you pick a new direction. You can't give up. There will always be roadblocks and dead ends but you can't let it stop you from continuing to life your life, Kagerou.

[He squeezes the other's shoulders, optics soft.]

You are strong at your core, Kagerou, I can see it in you. And you care, which I think is the most important attribute one can have. Don't ever forget that.

I'm... I'm so afraid of doing it wrong. Of too many errors. I'm only an AI, I can't... do that and function.

[Operating under the assumption that someone here would try rewriting his code, and therefore, himself.]

[He shakes his head a little.]

Is... it possible to care too much? It hurts. It hurts so much with them gone. I don't think I'm strong, if it feels this terrible.

There's nothing wrong with caring too much, Kagerou. It means you truly do have a good core; that those around you truly do mean a lot to you. But you can't let yourself care to the point of forgetting about taking care of yourself as well.

[The therapist's optics soften again and he resists the urge to hug Kagerou once more, at least for now.]

We all make mistakes...that's just apart of what we all are, programmed not to make them or not.

Does it ever stop hurting, then? When they leave...? Knowing they're not there?

[That's part of the problem right now. Part of what's eating at him so badly. All the losses.]

[... and the one absence he can't seem to reconcile. No matter how hard he tries.]

No one can change your programming though. Can they? If you make too many mistakes, you don't have to worry about being overwritten.

There's always a lingering pain. But you can ease the pain by creating new relationships and good memories. You don't have to forget the bad--you shouldn't really. But don't let it dominate.

[Trust him, Kagerou, he understands, more than he's willing to admit.]

It..can be done to Cybertronians. [His expression is a bit dark in a way now.] I've seen individuals try many different things. But no one will do that to anyone here, not if I can help it.

video || Trion's Lake

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