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I'll accept that.

[ and that'll be his last message before frisk hears a knock at their door. when they answer, the first thing they'll see is aron, chirping happily in greeting.

steven is leaning on the wall in the hallway, only slightly in view. ]

If you don't want me to come in, Aron will represent me.

[St...even............ Don't be so nice to them when they're literally covering up their sins? They'll be shifting a bit guiltily in the doorway, glancing back and forth between Steven and Aron, before they step aside — creating just enough space for Aron to enter. They're really more comfortable around monsters than humans, in the end... and they don't want to risk Steven's opinion of them changing.]

... Sorry.

[So, so, so sorry. They feel terrible about leaving him in the hallway.]

[ it's admittedly a little disappointing that frisk doesn't want him to see their mask, but he understands. more than a few of his friends have masks with blood on them, and while he isn't sure what it could mean, he can infer that it isn't good. if frisk's is like that...

well. either way, he'll respect their wishes. ]

Don't be. If it's something you don't want me to see, I'm sure you have a good reason for it.

[ aron waddles in when the proper space is given, blinking inquisitively at frisk. they look a little down... ]

[That he's being so nice isn't making them feel better at all, and they hesitate for a moment at the door before they nod. Close the door once Aron is inside. Try not to think too much because thinking too much is bad, is this is pretty awful as it is. Awful-er, when Aron looks at them. They bite their lip, thinking about how to go forth, and reach down to pat her head with one hand.

Emphasis on "one hand". They seem to be holding a small bag with the other.]

I'll let him in after. Promise. Won't take long. Just... gotta make something bad go away first. ["Bad" is putting it mildly, but. Details. They don't like details.] ... Can you help?

[ the bag is curious, but aron is sensitive enough to human feelings that she knows that frisk could use some company right now. she nuzzles gently into their hand, trying to be as comforting as she can.

her eyes look at the bag in their other hand. she's not sure what's in it, but steven told her something about smashing... she can do that, so she nods. ]

[Ah. They really don't deserve to be comforted at all. They're a bad person. Even if they try every day to be good, that fact still doesn't change. But they don't want to do anything scary, so they let her do as she will. And once she's nodded, they move to reach into the bag. Better be quick about this, since they've already proven that the mask doesn't like to be hidden away for too long.]

Don't... Don't tell Steven about this, please? [They know she can't talk like humans do, but they also know verbal communication isn't necessary for a lot of things.] It's really, really bad, and... it'll make him worry. Don't want him to worry.

[They're kind of rambling, they know that. But it's hard to stop when they're pulling out evidence of what they've done, the blood covered mask coming into view after a moment. None of the fingerprints are human, but that doesn't help. Knowing who each furred, clawed and skeletal fingerprint belongs to makes them want to puke.]

[ she nods at that again, as a promise. while steven can't hear what they're saying (nor does he want to eavesdrop), he does speak up from the other side of the door. ]

Make sure you fully consider the decision you're making, Frisk. Those masks no doubt come from CERES, which means that they're unpredictable. If you destroy it, you may be tempting a repercussion that we won't be able to help you with.

[ he doesn't mean to scare them, but he wants them to understand the risks that could come with doing something like this. he can't stop them, but he can at least inform them. ]

[That's a fair warning. A very, very fair warning. They haven't been here for very long, but they've heard a number of things about CERES. Bad things. Scary things. Things they can and will do to people. If there's going to be some punishment for this, it's guaranteed to be awful. But—

But...

There are things that are scarier than what could happen to them, so. They put the mask on the ground. Try to pretend it isn't there. Look at Aron.]

... Break it. Please?

[#badchoices2016]

[ well, he tried. there isn't much else that he can do without pushing boundaries, and frisk has made their choice. from here on out, he can only support them and do his best to protect them, should anything go wrong.

aron looks down at the mask, then up at frisk before nodding in understanding. she approaches it, focusing power into her front legs. they begin to glow with energy, and once she's focused all of her power, she hops up and slams her stubby feet onto the mask, shattering it with ease. that's quite a bit of power packed into such a tiny body. ]

[Admittedly, they've been very curious about how she could help them break their mask. They had never seen her use any magic before, despite being a monster, and so... It really comes as a surprise when her front legs start glowing. Make that a double surprise, once she effortlessly smashes the mask into itty bitty pieces.

Quite a bit of power, indeed. Frisk blinks, stunned for all of two seconds, before—]

... That was so cool! You're so cool.

[Well. Steven is probably going to hear that from the hallway. At least cool monster powers are a foolproof way to cheer them up.]

[ aron seems very satisfied with her performance, looking quite proud at frisk's praise. she is cool!

meanwhile, while steven isn't quite happy when he hears the sound of the mask shattering, but he can't help the smile that plays on his lips when he hears frisk's reaction. he's proud of all of his pokemon, even the small ones. ]

Can I come in now?

Edited 2016-02-22 03:16 (UTC)

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