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 Posted: Mon Jan 05, 2015 8:32 pm
 I'm Either Gone In an Instant...
It was a perfectly reasonable excuse, right?
At least, he thought it was. And it had gotten him in, anyway.
But now he was standing outside Hvergelmir’s door, knowing that the Knight was inside, that she was probably hurt, and that there was some damn SpecOps officer waiting to make sure that when he went in, he was damn well performing an interrogation.
And he couldn’t do it. He couldn’t even think of walking through that door, of even trying to threaten or bully or injure Hver into answering a single solitary question. How was he supposed to ask her about Cosmos, or about the strange glowing Senshi (and Knights, who glowed like she had in that terrible future, who glowed so beautifully and who drained so easily and who had practically been a buffet for Ascended Kerberos who fed and lived on energy because his crystallized internal organs could no longer handle normal, human food, and when the flashback started cascading he had to take a step back and press his hand to his face and shake himself, and then stare for a long moment to remind himself that he was still human and not that...that monster-thing, not yet.)
What he wanted to do was get her the hell out of there, her and Kairatos and maybe the others, and damn the consequences -- but he knew that would only end badly for him. So instead he stood outside her door, and he thought, and he wavered.
Ascended Kerberos would have had no second thoughts. He would have delighted in tormenting captives - might have even demanded to have more than one at once, because if there had been anything that gave him joy it would have to be watching people suffer under his magic and a whole roomful of chained captives seeing the people they loved brutally murdered seemed like exactly what he would want. So maybe it should be a form of reassurance that he was still hanging on, that it still repulsed him, that the very idea of hurting Hvergelmir made him want to be sick.
But he ought to try - try to have a conversation with her, maybe get her to give them something. Maybe she knew Cosmos.
(Maybe she could help him get in contact with Cosmos, because the longer this s**t went on the more sure he was that he was going to purify, it was just a matter of...settling his affairs. He needed out. There was no way he could keep going like this.)
He heard a soft singing voice coming from within Hvergelmir’s cell, and for a moment all he could do was stare, silently.
“The water is wide, I cannot get oer
Neither have I wings to fly
Give me a boat that can carry two
And both shall row, my love and I..”
He could only listen for a moment before he had to turn and bolt, shoving his way out of the funhouse.
He couldn’t do this. He couldn’t hurt her, couldn’t hurt any of them.
Not when he would hear her singing echoing in his ears if he tried.
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Posted: Mon Jan 05, 2015 9:05 pm
...Or Here 'Till the Bitter End When Kerberos got out of the funhouse, he slowed his pace down, even though all he wanted to do was bolt as fast as he could as far as he could and bawl until he couldn’t anymore. He kept up a measured pace until he spotted an old carousel, far away from any other agent in the old carnival park. He hopped onto it and wove between brightly colored but partially faded horses and elephants and big cats until he got to the center, and the door to the operator’s area.
And once he was safely tucked in there, away from any prying eyes who might wonder why a corrupt wept to see Order held prisoner, he collapsed, wrapped his arms around his calves and buried his face in his knees, and sobbed, brokenly, tears rolling down his face.
This was his fault, at least in part, and no one would convince him otherwise. Certainly he hadn’t helped drag anyone in, but he also hadn’t done anything to prevent it.
Surely there had to have been something he could do.
Surely he could have “accidentally” tripped someone, gotten to where Hver was faster, “captured” her himself and carried her off and released her and said she had overpowered him and escaped (would anyone even believe that? He didn’t really care, and it didn’t matter, not when he was wrapped in a mess of self-loathing and guilt.)
He didn’t even know what was being done to her, to them - all he knew was that no matter what it was, Hvergelmir still had the courage to sing.
Next to her, he was nothing but a pathetic coward, too afraid of what might happen to him to stand up and fight when the Negaverse was wrong. When the Negaverse went from kinda not cool into straight on full out undeniably ******** evil. Because that’s what taking captives and torturing them for information was. It was evil. It was wrong. And he was sitting here curled up into a ball and sobbing his eyes out because he was too weak and cowardly and broken to do anything more than that.
But that didn’t have to be true, did it? Surely there were others, other agents who...who saw this for the madness it was. Other agents who might help get those people out of there, because there was no doubt in his mind that was what had to be done. And if there was no one else, maybe he would have to stand up and be brave, for once in his cowardly pathetic life, and do it himself. Whatever consequences it meant. Because none of them deserved this, none of them deserved to suffer at the hands of the Negaverse for information they might not even have.
And if he had to end it alone, if it cost him his life to undo this, to help these poor people? Maybe...maybe that was alright.
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Posted: Tue Mar 03, 2015 5:45 pm
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Posted: Tue Mar 03, 2015 7:21 pm
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Posted: Thu Apr 23, 2015 11:18 am
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Posted: Sat Sep 19, 2015 12:16 pm
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Posted: Sat Sep 19, 2015 12:20 pm
Feelin' Salty?Kerberos tangles with Eurydike, who's out for revenge -- but things go differently than anyone expected.
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Posted: Mon Mar 07, 2016 6:39 pm
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Posted: Mon Oct 02, 2017 9:18 am
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Posted: Mon Feb 04, 2019 9:39 pm
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Posted: Sat Jun 13, 2020 8:00 pm
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Posted: Sat Jun 13, 2020 8:15 pm
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Posted: Sat Jun 13, 2020 8:18 pm
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Posted: Sat Jun 13, 2020 8:19 pm
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Posted: Sat Jun 13, 2020 8:19 pm
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