behemoth, meet the opposition

[mrglam]

Sadde doesn't seem quite able to focus on homework at the moment. He's fidgeting, and sometimes stares off into space for long periods of time before James has to snap him out of it.

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[thinkering]

"I'm an only child, it's me and Dad and Mom, we live in town, she teaches kindergarten. We... have a house? What about it?"

[mrglam]

"I meant... You know, more. How'd you find out your dad was Transit? What's the routine like? What's your relationship with them like, what are they like? I haven't really talked to Transit much. And I don't know, I guess I- have a hard time, really picturing life in family and life as a cape and the whole dynamic."

Not that he has much experience in having a healthy, happy family at all, really, but.

[thinkering]

"Found his spare helmet in the closet when I was little. Mom drives me to school and I come here through there weekdays, but I usually go home or come in on weekends with Dad; he's got a route that he can teleport through directly where if his suit's flight is turned off the safe landing spots in certain directions are predictable and he can land us in the living room. They're nice people, they think I'm responsible so they're not on my back all the time like some people's parents, Dad's quiet and Mom's bubbly."

[mrglam]

"Awwwwww!"

[thinkering]

"What?"

[mrglam]

"I dunno, the whole image of it is kind of adorable."

[thinkering]

"I've never thought of my family life that way before."

[mrglam]

"I am very likely biased towards seeing anything related to you as adorable."

[thinkering]

"Why am I not surprised."

[mrglam]

"It's probably your amazing deductive skills."

[thinkering]

"So, your turn."

[mrglam]

"My turn?"

[thinkering]

"Well, I know where your place is - or was, I'm not actually sure you've gone home since you signed on - but I don't know your, like, history."

[mrglam]

"Oh. That is fair, isn't it." He purses his lips, thinking. "I don't have the most cheerful of stories."

[thinkering]

"You don't have to tell me if you don't want to."

[mrglam]

"No, I- I do. I mean, being fair isn't all of it, I do wanna have the kind of relationship with you where we share this kind of thing. It's just- I've never really told anyone, not all of it, anyway."

[thinkering]

"You also don't have to tell me now."

[mrglam]

He shakes his head. "No, I want to." He exhales slowly. "You remember what my trigger event was?"

[thinkering]

"Behemoth, New York."

[mrglam]

"Yeah. I lived with my mom. She- she died in the attack. I dunno if I told you that part, I know I told you she's dead, but. Yeah."

[thinkering]

Lorica goes over and scoops him out of the air and hugs him.

[mrglam]

He hugs her back, and buries his face in her neck, sighing.

[thinkering]

Her neck is plated in armor and not super buryable, but she pats his back.

[mrglam]

Well. The meaning behind the movement is still clear, and he's kinda used to the mechanics of hugging her with armor.

"My mom divorced my dad when I was little, because he- hit me. A lot. After she died, I had to live with him again. And he started hitting me again. Because of the gender thing. Transphobic asshole. Used to say he was gonna make me into a man whether I liked it or not."

[thinkering]

Squeeze.