so far gone | hurting izuku

[arcy]

Izuku, of course, doesn't mean to be cruel. He never has. It simply wasn't in Izuku's nature, see? But the effects of Izuku's words have become lost on him, these days. What was cruel, what was kind? Izuku isn't sure, these days. After so long in the wilds, they'd become intertwined, because there wasn't a difference. It made it -- slightly problematic, when he was interacting with clanmates. Like now.
Izuku's head tilts, as Stryker snaps back at him. He looks a little concerned -- he doesn't really know what 'cunt' means. He hadn't heard the word before, but it didn't take a lot to guess it was a swear. "If you did, it was the bare minimum," He offered, maybe a little thoughtlessly. He doesn't look terribly impressed. He hadn't seen Stryker kick the snow over, but he hadn't been doing anything when Izuku looked back. The Frosthealer is already closing himself off from the situation, though. Where he'd previously been more casual, his wings are now pulled tight into his sides and eyes slit. "I'm Frosthealer, and my clanmates' health is my first priority. And, if you couldn't tell, Atbash was not only still injured, but the situation was also very taxing on her mentally," After how Caesar hurt her, he couldn't blame her. But still, it was out of place of Stryker to think that Izuku wasn't doing fucking anything. Izuku isn't aware he'd even come off that way to the lion, still isn't. I mean, it's not like Izuku had any concept of how romantic couples looked. And even if he did, he didn't see Atbash that way in the least. She was just his friend, and she was an adult, unlike Izuku. In Stryker's defense, Izuku's age was hard to tell in this form. "I knew I had enough herbs to get me by, and you all seemed to have it covered. They were unlikely to be salvageable, anyways," The dragon's ears flatten, lips curling. Just like the others. Stryker was likely no better than the rest of those fuckers that he met out in the wilds. Seriously, what the hell was with those insults? All bark and no bite. Though -- Stryker may bite, Izuku isn't sure. Either way, he's not scared to push his limits. He never was. He'd lost the ability to be scared of how other people bit back, and so Izuku got himself into trouble time, and time again just because he tended to snark back and make things worse, these days. It was better than just letting things die, then.
"You could be useful. You could make a difference in this clan, if you just actually put effort into doing stuff. But, so far, you haven't," What did it matter to him? Good question. But Izuku was already here to pick a fight. If Stryker didn't attack him now, he would later, and so what did it fucking matter if Izuku said some nasty things? Izuku had learned his lesson enough times, it never made a difference. But at least if Izuku said what he wanted, he wouldn't just be weak. Wouldn't be a coward. People were less likely to see him as easy pickings if he fought back.
"I'll see what? Who's the fucking uptight one, here? You're not better than us like you seem to think you are." His heart is pounding, and Stryker is walking away but Izuku doesn't get it. He doesn't think he's better than Stryker, either. But, either way, he's still angry. He didn't mean to start a fight, of course, but that didn't mean Izuku wouldn't subconsciously self-sabotage himself because he lived for the thrill. And also thought he maybe if he fucked up enough, he'd get kicked out of the clan. Nothing more than he deserved. The dragon, with a soft growl, not meant to be threatening but more frustrated, makes after the lion for a few steps, tail still lashing. He can't believe this. He can't believe this.

[glow=black,2,300]I WONT BE HERE LONG AT ALL ☀[/glow]