The guiltiness that started [o, 100th post, visiting]

[michael t.]

It really shouldn't have been so surprising, having Caustic essentially sitting at their front doorstep. After all, Michael had seen firsthand how Octane was being effected by his injuries, throwing internal fits and bouncing off the walls in the only way he knew how to while his body groaned in protest and agony. Hell, the bobcat had essentially suggested to the other that he talk to Caustic about things – against his better interests, as a matter of fact, since he hadn't meant to let the cheetah know he knew Caustic at all. However, it wasn't as if he could shove the cat forcibly back in the bag now, so it was pretty much clear that the thief knew about their whole little strange mutually assured destruction thing going on... well, he was sure Caustic didn't like to think of it as mutual destruction, but he still didn't think that the whole dynamic was very healthy. Had this been perhaps a few days or weeks earlier, like when he and Caustic had spent Valentine's day together, Michael probably would've mentally reprimanded himself, reminding himself he had little room to speak on romantic relationships. However, things were... different now. Trevor was within the Typhoon, and with his return had come a flurry of emotions that had finally led to things bubbling over, and Michael throwing caution to the wind as he kissed his best friend and partner with reckless abandon. Things were... better now, than they had been on Valentine's day. So much better.

The ringing of the bells wasn't something Michael often came to investigate, figuring he should hardly be the figurehead for the Typhoon that most people first saw, especially not when he had been in his injured state. However, now all of his bandages were gone, and he was back to his usual self, aviators and jewelry and all. Perhaps he just liked showing off, or perhaps he was just curious, but the bobcat found himself heading for the tracks, slinking through the trees with his one sighted eye pointed right ahead. When the scent of Tanglewood hit his nose, he initially recoiled, ready to turn and bolt away, but then he noticed who it was, and he relaxed slightly. Only slightly, however. He still didn't really trust Caustic, but at least they both knew better than to fuck each other over for no reason. Or at least, he hoped the scientist was smart enough not to do so. After making sure that there were no other Tanglers with him, Michael emerged from the thick trees, shaking out his pelt and padding the rest of the way over to sit in front of the canine. No longer did the fugitive smell at all of the Pitt – he had been in the Typhoon for so long now that the salty sea scent permeated every inch of his pelt.

Looking Caustic over from head to toe, Michael was actually sort of surprised to see no injuries on the wolf. He had known Tanglewood for being a fairly moral bunch, so he had figured that Caustic would get his ass chewed out as soon as anybody noticed the types of experiments he was pulling off in their back yard. He almost felt some resentment for the other, considering he had gotten injured as all hell less than a week after joining the Typhoon, but he then reminded himself that was his choice, not anybody else's. He was the one that had thrown himself into the line of fire for Roxie – that wasn't something to be blamed on Caustic. Taking a deep breath to clear his thoughts – he was getting lost in his own head again, something that he found was happening far too often lately – the male eventually spoke softly, tilting his head and eyeing Caustic over his sunglasses, "...Hey, Caustic. I'm assumin' you're here to see Octane, or are you plannin' on joinin' him?" He doubted that Caustic would be interested in joining the Typhoon, especially since he presumably had a comfy set up in Tanglewood now, but he figured he might as well be thorough about things. Ally or not, Goldie probably wouldn't want him just letting Caustic walk in without a reason.

[glow=#75603C,1,000]" oh, it's a setup, no, no, we won't fall. "[/glow]