The trial - you got caught up in one of those, too...
[ His mind begins to wander there, is Blue okay? Was he attacked or hurt during his trial? Yzak himself had some puzzles to solve and then a bit of fighting to do, but came out unharmed. Of course Blue with his amazing powers would also probably be able to deal with something dangerous.
Yzak swings his thoughts back to the mouse. ]
Familiar?
[ It's going to take him a moment. ] It... [ His brow furrows, and he stares at it for a long moment.
[ On one hand, if Blue is so understanding and forgiving, far be it from him to keep arguing that. (though he will get A Look™ when he tries to pull the blame onto himself)
On the other, Yzak still feels kind of bad! And it shows in the way his expression flickers, but doesn't entirely change. ]
You didn't mean to. [clearly. AND:] And there was little but panic behind it. [despite any arguments to the contrary, mister coordinator, that was a pretty flighty swat!]
You were aiming for what you thought was a dangerous intruder, not some errant swatting, Yzak.
[ Oh, woof, hearing that gives him a visible pause. ]
That— that hardly changes anything! [ He stammers out, a near automatic response. Yzak doesn't exactly mean to liken something as truly insignificant as this to ... war crimes. But it's the phrasing that causes it - didn't mean to, aiming for one thing, assuming it was another - things he's heard before and had to dismiss because as he said, intent changes nothing in the end.
But after a moment of quick mental gymnastics, his tight expression gives as he tries to forcefully logic himself out of that line of thinking. Because it's not the same! He knows it! And yet, the mind could not help but go there anyway. How ridiculous. And all because of this ... mouse squirrel whatever thing.
He lets out a small grumble. ]
You're right - I get it! If you're fine, and it's fine, [ A quick nod down to the scared bundle of fluff in Blue's arms. ] then it's fine.
You gave each other quite a scare... [and while Yzak is trying to reconfigure the act of accidentally swatting his partner away from mass crimes against the Geneva Conventions, the little mouse's tiny, magical life just flashed before its eyes and ended in prospects of teeth and suffering.
Blue just has to keep poise to calm these wild tides, doesn't he.]
Let me settle this creature in another room to calm itself for a while; we can try a reintroduction later, yes?
[ While Blue does that, Yzak makes his way over to the couch, sets himself dramatically down on it with a poomf, the image of sulk sans the crossed arms since. Well.
He's Yzak. He gets troubled about the silliest things.
... at least this means the little weeping mouse doesn't have rabies.
His eyes fall on Blue when he speaks again. He's still got on a little frown, but otherwise his expression has softened some. He's trying. ]
So you found that thing after the trial? A reward? Since those creatures are native to your universe.
It's a pet, then? You're going to keep it? Him? Her?
[ No memories... There's always something fucky with memories going on, isn't there? He sure hates that. ]
I don't know. [ A beat, and Yzak lets out a little scoff when Blue brings up potential. ] Unless this Fox thinks part of yours could be nurturement. Some say that pets aren't too different from children when it comes to caring for them.
[ Blue is getting a LOOK back. ] What's with that face?
When they're small they rely entirely on you. You've got to feed them, give them attention, teach them things. Some people put leashes on their kids. Of course, the kids grow and learn to speak while you've got to keep most of that up with a pet.
N-now that look is even worse! [ He says quickly. ]
It's a thing! When kids are in that stage where they can move around but aren't entirely keen on listening to warning or completely aware of danger. I've seen plenty of people resort to that so a kid doesn't manage to dart off a staircase or straight into a lake or some shit!
My... [he can't help the smile, sorry Yzak. this is so weird to hear.] Taking care of children when you don't have psionics... It seems quite troublesome.
Because they're unpredictable in an entirely different way than an adult can be.
Is it really that much easier for someone like you? I know you can pick up thoughts and intent, obviously. But a kid's can change so quickly, sometimes.
Of course, but... I can't recall a time we've been compelled to restrain them in such a way. Understanding the source of their distress from inside, without words...it helps us solve problems without such...dramatic methods.
[sir, you were the one who brought up children in the first place. Blue's mouth twitches, but his expression sobers to just soft contentment easily enough.]
Then...if it's a question of whether or not you will need a leash, I would say no; I can sense the creature's thoughts well enough to help guide it out of trouble when I detect it. [though he can't speak to those times when his psionics blip.]
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It appeared not long after that evening. After the ball? After I found myself in that trial. Look--
[he stills, turning himself a bit so Yzak has a chance to get a better look at the creature without having to release his hold.]
Does it not look familiar?
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[ His mind begins to wander there, is Blue okay? Was he attacked or hurt during his trial? Yzak himself had some puzzles to solve and then a bit of fighting to do, but came out unharmed. Of course Blue with his amazing powers would also probably be able to deal with something dangerous.
Yzak swings his thoughts back to the mouse. ]
Familiar?
[ It's going to take him a moment. ] It... [ His brow furrows, and he stares at it for a long moment.
And then his eyes widen with realization. ]
Oh, oh shit.
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It's a Weeping Mouse... Like the one Jomy had brought onto Shangri-La. I came across it after leaving the Baba Yaga's building.
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For a stretch, Yzak just keeps staring at the little mouse as he registers that information. He almost ... killed Blue's new pet?
...
Whoops.
His expression twists into something between shame and awkwardness. ]
I didn't realize—
Fuck. S-sorry.
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[he runs a thumb over the top of the mouse's head, eliciting a soft mewing sound out of it.]
You've done no harm, nor anything strange.
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On the other, Yzak still feels kind of bad! And it shows in the way his expression flickers, but doesn't entirely change. ]
No, but—
Hey, wait! I hit you! [ THAT'S HARM DONE?????? ]
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You were aiming for what you thought was a dangerous intruder, not some errant swatting, Yzak.
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That— that hardly changes anything! [ He stammers out, a near automatic response. Yzak doesn't exactly mean to liken something as truly insignificant as this to ... war crimes. But it's the phrasing that causes it - didn't mean to, aiming for one thing, assuming it was another - things he's heard before and had to dismiss because as he said, intent changes nothing in the end.
But after a moment of quick mental gymnastics, his tight expression gives as he tries to forcefully logic himself out of that line of thinking. Because it's not the same! He knows it! And yet, the mind could not help but go there anyway. How ridiculous. And all because of this ... mouse squirrel whatever thing.
He lets out a small grumble. ]
You're right - I get it! If you're fine, and it's fine, [ A quick nod down to the scared bundle of fluff in Blue's arms. ] then it's fine.
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You gave each other quite a scare... [and while Yzak is trying to reconfigure the act of accidentally swatting his partner away from mass crimes against the Geneva Conventions, the little mouse's tiny, magical life just flashed before its eyes and ended in prospects of teeth and suffering.
Blue just has to keep poise to calm these wild tides, doesn't he.]
Let me settle this creature in another room to calm itself for a while; we can try a reintroduction later, yes?
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Yzak looks at the shaking little mouse, and then nods. ] I guess it's good that we opted for a place with extra room.
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he returns, still wearing that wan smile.]
I'm sure it will be alright. Please don't trouble yourself too long with what happened; you were both responding naturally.
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He's Yzak. He gets troubled about the silliest things.
... at least this means the little weeping mouse doesn't have rabies.
His eyes fall on Blue when he speaks again. He's still got on a little frown, but otherwise his expression has softened some. He's trying. ]
So you found that thing after the trial? A reward? Since those creatures are native to your universe.
It's a pet, then? You're going to keep it? Him? Her?
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[his brow creases as he considers it.] How is this...tied to reaching my full potential, though...?
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I don't know. [ A beat, and Yzak lets out a little scoff when Blue brings up potential. ] Unless this Fox thinks part of yours could be nurturement. Some say that pets aren't too different from children when it comes to caring for them.
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Is...that what you think? [tell me, Yzak. do you interact with little kids like they're little animals. huh. HUH.]
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When they're small they rely entirely on you. You've got to feed them, give them attention, teach them things. Some people put leashes on their kids. Of course, the kids grow and learn to speak while you've got to keep most of that up with a pet.
Not that I've had either.
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It's a thing! When kids are in that stage where they can move around but aren't entirely keen on listening to warning or completely aware of danger. I've seen plenty of people resort to that so a kid doesn't manage to dart off a staircase or straight into a lake or some shit!
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Is it really that much easier for someone like you? I know you can pick up thoughts and intent, obviously. But a kid's can change so quickly, sometimes.
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That being said, no toddler would be able to outsmart or outrun me! So I wouldn't need one of those things!
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I'd be wary of making such absolute statements, Yzak; there will be many forces at play to undermine you for such hubris.
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(something will absolutely come up down the line to make him eat those words)
The fist eases, though, and Yzak shakes his head. ]
Anyway, we're not even talking about children here! This is about pets!
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Then...if it's a question of whether or not you will need a leash, I would say no; I can sense the creature's thoughts well enough to help guide it out of trouble when I detect it. [though he can't speak to those times when his psionics blip.]
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