[So last night kind of exploded everywhere. Between his and Envy's fight and Scar and Lust...happening, what had been a fun day had quickly soured into a bitter taste in the back of everyone's throats. He'd been distracted enough that he'd only caught the edges of the lover's quarrel, but now that he had the attention to spare...]
[He's almost nervous turning on the feed, and it's clear in his expression.]
[Al is only really getting an answer because his Pokémon answer the 'Gear. After some awkward jostling of the camera by Amit, it finally ends up with Scar in the view. He's sitting in the sand, in exactly the same place as the night before. He hasn't slept, and that much is obvious.]
Lust and I are no longer speaking.
[His voice is raspy and quiet, and his face vaguely flinches when he gives voice to the reality.]
[Why would she not tell him? It wasn't safe, if Dante showed up here they needed to all know it was her, or she'd drive a wedge into the happiness they had here in an instant!]
She's...Greed and Envy are taking care of her. She's taking it pretty badly.
[He neglects to mention the drinking and crying, knowing that Scar doesn't need any more guilt on top of whatever else is stewing in his head.]
You're still on the beach, right? I'll come find you. [Someone needs to take care of Scar, too, and he knows the rest of the household won't go near Scar with a ten-foot-pole right now.]
[And the feed cuts out as Al runs over to where Scar is sitting being The Saddest Hobo, waving hs arm to get the giant man's attention.]
Scar! Come on, you're not staying here. I'll get you a hotel room--and I'm not even staying at the same place as the rest of them were, so you don't have that excuse.
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[He's almost nervous turning on the feed, and it's clear in his expression.]
Scar...what happened?
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Lust and I are no longer speaking.
[His voice is raspy and quiet, and his face vaguely flinches when he gives voice to the reality.]
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[Al frowns with concern, biting his lip.] I...I kind of gathered that, but why? Did you get in a fight?
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[Scar visibly droops, his frown darkening.]
She kept the truth of Lyra from me. I... yelled at her.
Is she safe?
[He hates himself so much.]
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[Why would she not tell him? It wasn't safe, if Dante showed up here they needed to all know it was her, or she'd drive a wedge into the happiness they had here in an instant!]
She's...Greed and Envy are taking care of her. She's taking it pretty badly.
[He neglects to mention the drinking and crying, knowing that Scar doesn't need any more guilt on top of whatever else is stewing in his head.]
You're still on the beach, right? I'll come find you. [Someone needs to take care of Scar, too, and he knows the rest of the household won't go near Scar with a ten-foot-pole right now.]
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Not until Wrath told me.
[He takes a shuddering breath.]
Please don't.
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I'm sorry, I would have told you, but I assumed...
[He shakes his head firmly--nope, no getting out of being mother-henned, big man. The feed jostles, and it's clear he's already on the move.]
You need someone around just as much as she does.
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[He hasn't slept and he isn't thinking so clearly, so his thoughts and words are a bit disjointed.]
She was upset... I've never seen her so upset. It was my fault.
[Just ignoring Al's mention of coming to get him. And he really doesn't care that Al never told him. He had no reason to.]
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[His gaze keeps flickering between his surroundings and the Gear. They'd had the party over this way, right...?]
You can make things up later, once you're both feeling better. This isn't forever.
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That I did this at all is proof that it needs to be.
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[oh my god why are you an actual teenager]
You both made mistakes tonight. You're not the scum of the earth for something as simple as that.
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I have always treated her poorly, Alphonse, you know that. It is for the best, I do not wish to discuss it further.
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[...okay, the actual subject matter and kind of relationship was a lot different BUT THE POINT STILL STANDS OKAY.]
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[Scar's shoulders heave as he takes a deep breath]
She...
[He cuts himself off as another wave of self-loathing floods his thoughts.]
Even after I was so cruel, she told me that she loved me. She has done nothing to deserve any of this.
[DRAMA QUEEN]
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[Scar.]
[Really?]
[If you start waxing eloquent about how no one can understand you he is going to smack you.]
She'll get better, you both will. You just need time to process things, okay?
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[dON'T YOU SEEE????]
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[Scar isn't even sure what he means.]
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[Oh my god HOW HARD IS IT TO FIND A SIX FOOT TALL HOBO SCAR WHERE ARE YOU ON THIS BEACH]
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[At least he's just sitting in one place being useless.]
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And if I were this upset, would you stop being concerned just because I said to?
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Of course not. But I do not want pity, and you do not have a full grasp of the situation, regardless of your good intentions.
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[And the feed cuts out as Al runs over to where Scar is sitting being The Saddest Hobo, waving hs arm to get the giant man's attention.]
Scar! Come on, you're not staying here. I'll get you a hotel room--and I'm not even staying at the same place as the rest of them were, so you don't have that excuse.
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[Scar manages to squeeze in that much before Al comes running. He sighs.]
I do not need hospitality.
[I AM HUMAN TRASH JUST LEAVE ME ALONE TO BE AWFUL.]
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[Al crosses his arms and frowns down at Scar.] So are you going to come to the hotel or am I gonna be spending the night out here?
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