♛ A knife in my heart couldn't slow me down ♛

[devouringdeep]

Who: Childe (and the rest of you wildlings)
When: All of October
What: An open Catch-all for the Bastard (bc I feel he's gonna need it this month)
Warnings: Mild self harm (as in, "exclusively just to trigger the dimension shift" kind of mild), brief mentions of gore, suicide mention

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[redoutlaw]

[Honestly, the last thing he had expected was Childe to share his own story. There was something about the man that made it seem like the little facade he put up was a wall taller then Mt Everest.

Jason stretched his legs out, toes wiggling in the water. If there was a monster in there it sure as fuck wasn't biting.]

Ya know, I'm starting to think we're a lot more similar than we originally thought.

[He laughed softly,though the topic was anything but humorous.]

I thought I was tough shit. I was trained by the greatest detective in the world, one that could break bone as easily as breathing. He was everything I looked up to. I was an angry kid, though.

[He rubs the back of his head, almost as if he was suddenly bashful.]

I thought I knew everything. Or what was best, I guess. Or... I just really wanted to believe that something good could happen to me. Which, come to think of it, the experience definitely taught me better.

[devouringdeep]

[He hums a little at Jason's words, drumming his fingers against his knees in a thoughtful manner.] Nonsense. Clearly you've had good things happen to you, otherwise you wouldn't still be trying to stick things out. Right?

[He pushes with his bent knee, a fluid and graceful as he stands in one simple movement, his other leg sliding out of the water as well.] You found your resolve, yes? Your drive? No child should ever have to go through the things you and I have gone through, but we did. And we came out stronger because of it, strong enough to decide what we deserve in this world. Strong enough to determine who we are.

In the end... That's a good thing, right? Not the act itself, of course. But the results. The strength, the determination. The drive.

[redoutlaw]

[He tilts his head back, watching Childe as he spoke. He raised a brow, the corner of his mouth slowly curling into a smile. He looked back at the water, kicking his feet back and forth.]

No, you're right. We crawled through hell to stand where we are now. And i think we're pretty badass.

[devouringdeep]

See? Exactly.

[A soft snort escapes him, hands on his hips as he looks up at the sky through the skylight once more. A quiet breath slips out of him, and then he's stifling a yawn as he rolls his shoulders around in their sockets.] Anyway. Want to try and kill each other for a bit?

[redoutlaw]

[This time he laughs. He lays down on the ground, feet still dangling in the water as he watches Childe. His grin all but split his face. He quickly rolls back, jumping up to his feet.

He attempted to dry them on his pants. He slips his shoes back on, rolling down his sweats. He's gotta look presentable if he's gonna kick the shit out of Childe.]

I thought you'd never ask. Honestly, I was beginning to think you didn't like me.

[Is the grin cheeky?

Yes. Yes it is.

He's a little rat bastard.]