06-06-2021, 01:40 AM
Eyes drifted off to the side as their next member approached. Ares. That was a face Atticus hadn't seen in quite awhile, but it caused him to feel somewhat comforted. After their leave to Palm Glades, he remembered everyone's stress and conflict on what to do. He thought they had a lot in common. That simmering anger that lived inside them kept them afloat, but only one had decided to lash out violently. Atticus, instead, used his words. Even so, a breaking point was always possible and his time mindcontrolled by Stryker proved that. Regrettably, so.
At the sudden snap of Vigenere, his attention snapped upwards. Of course he knew borders existed. As a dual-aligned member of both The Pitt and Tanglewood, he thought he would be welcomed within his second home and find his mother with open arms. It appeared to be the opposite. Fur on his nape stood up in annoyance as the feline continued on. "My ear is already torn up," he grumbled dully. A paw lightly slapped at his shredded ear and pushed it forward, displaying it's scarring in glory.
The dead ones always had to assume things were the same as their past. That was their own fault. Sticking to their own ways and not adapting would only damn them. Bouncing back from his own self deprivation, Atticus firmly started to state his stance. "The Pitt was in a truce with Tanglewood during my time there and I was dual-aligned for the sake of my family on both sides of the equation since October," he remarked back with snark. His eyes shifted to Elsweyr. She knew his entire story of when he came to visit initially, only to be taken hostage. "Since you weren't there, let me remind you. I assisted Tanglewood with escaping the Coalition of the Condemned's grasp, ended up getting captured when trying to go The Pitt to get their help, and mind controlled by that fuckwit lion." He didn't delve into what trauma Stryker left him with. Only the ones they hurt would know his troubles. "Afterwards, I helped rehabilitate Tanglewood and stayed for the aftermath, assisting where I could as a member of Tanglewood. I left in January." His story did not stop there. Atticus Roux, the usually quiet deviant, was going to spill all he could. Saying he did nothing for them after experiencing trauma and permanent, debilitating wounds was wildly untrue. "I came back in March. Atbash, Arrow, Elsweyr, you were there-" A shaky paw pointed to each as he listed them off. He was already anticipating his next words, unfortunately. "-when I reunited with... Sweeney." Her name left his mouth slowly and with caution. They didn't know. "I never stopped being a Tanglewood member."
"After my mother died, I went to The Pitt to seek belonging." It appeared she was infamous for going off the deep end then. Already shocked about his mother's disappearance, he was bound to continue rattling off insults and explanations to distract himself from the truth. His anger had to go somewhere. "I was not aligned to The Pitt, but to those noble warriors there. Gael, Sweeney, and Aine, along with the rest who showed me compassion when I was on death's door, were almost family. I was loyal to them." He didn't mention the rest of the Roux's there. They were implied. Atticus just continued to glare as he spoke, popping off about how wrong they were. "Not to mention my lover, who apparently vanished like my mother-" He choked on his words once again. This was going to be a rough one for him today, huh? "- lived there." So fuck him for choosing to pursue a relationship then. Did he really have to justify that The Pitt wasn't all bad, despite the general consensus that Dante and Jormungand was making clear lately? After all, Sweeney and Atticus were apart of Tanglewood's ranks for quite awhile. They should have known.
"I will never-" His words cut like a knife. With a hiss, he continued. "-ever align myself with Dante." That wretched asshole almost ruined Atticus' dual alliance, partially fucked their truce, and almost caused their two groups to ruthlessly go to war. If they had gone to war back then, Atticus would have chosen Tanglewood every time. His eyes shifted to Arrow. "I will never defend their harsh necessities or that vile behavior of that imbecilic fucking cunt."
Back to mom. Oh mother dearest had disappointed momma's boy today, just as Sweeney had done, but he would never allow any slander on her name. "I hope she found a sincere, lovely home then, but it's a shame to hear that none of you heard anything from her." he genuinely replied. Atticus only continued to ask the obvious though. "Have any of you even looked for her?" If not, that would be his first task within Tanglewood. Any family man like he was would set his priorities aside to do so.
His ears firmly planted against his head as Arrow firmly stated her terms. Aurum's ignorance must have been passed down to her. Once again, the dead always had to be right and stick to the past, unable to acknowledge the changes during their time. It didn't help that Ares chimed in. "You don't owe me shit," he repeated back to them. "If you say so, then I will work, but don't ever say I didn't give up anything for Tanglewood, because I sure as hell ain't loyal to The Pitt's fuckwits." Tanglewood was his home and it would remain that way, as it always was, dual-aligned or not.
So much for discussion though. After doing the same, not wavering, stuttering, or stammering during his proclamation (minus the sensitive mentions), the discussion moved onto retaliation. He simply agreed with a snort. "I would prefer to, and I quote, 'pull the his fucking guts that he certainly has,' minus his cold dead heart, 'out through Dante's dry, itchy sand-coated asshole.'" Atticus added a sprinkling of his own creativity to her words, but the point stood nevertheless: Dante and his pitiful reign would come to an end.
//y'all give me so much muse, ty for the wonderful replies <333 + late here, so apologies for any mistakes
At the sudden snap of Vigenere, his attention snapped upwards. Of course he knew borders existed. As a dual-aligned member of both The Pitt and Tanglewood, he thought he would be welcomed within his second home and find his mother with open arms. It appeared to be the opposite. Fur on his nape stood up in annoyance as the feline continued on. "My ear is already torn up," he grumbled dully. A paw lightly slapped at his shredded ear and pushed it forward, displaying it's scarring in glory.
The dead ones always had to assume things were the same as their past. That was their own fault. Sticking to their own ways and not adapting would only damn them. Bouncing back from his own self deprivation, Atticus firmly started to state his stance. "The Pitt was in a truce with Tanglewood during my time there and I was dual-aligned for the sake of my family on both sides of the equation since October," he remarked back with snark. His eyes shifted to Elsweyr. She knew his entire story of when he came to visit initially, only to be taken hostage. "Since you weren't there, let me remind you. I assisted Tanglewood with escaping the Coalition of the Condemned's grasp, ended up getting captured when trying to go The Pitt to get their help, and mind controlled by that fuckwit lion." He didn't delve into what trauma Stryker left him with. Only the ones they hurt would know his troubles. "Afterwards, I helped rehabilitate Tanglewood and stayed for the aftermath, assisting where I could as a member of Tanglewood. I left in January." His story did not stop there. Atticus Roux, the usually quiet deviant, was going to spill all he could. Saying he did nothing for them after experiencing trauma and permanent, debilitating wounds was wildly untrue. "I came back in March. Atbash, Arrow, Elsweyr, you were there-" A shaky paw pointed to each as he listed them off. He was already anticipating his next words, unfortunately. "-when I reunited with... Sweeney." Her name left his mouth slowly and with caution. They didn't know. "I never stopped being a Tanglewood member."
"After my mother died, I went to The Pitt to seek belonging." It appeared she was infamous for going off the deep end then. Already shocked about his mother's disappearance, he was bound to continue rattling off insults and explanations to distract himself from the truth. His anger had to go somewhere. "I was not aligned to The Pitt, but to those noble warriors there. Gael, Sweeney, and Aine, along with the rest who showed me compassion when I was on death's door, were almost family. I was loyal to them." He didn't mention the rest of the Roux's there. They were implied. Atticus just continued to glare as he spoke, popping off about how wrong they were. "Not to mention my lover, who apparently vanished like my mother-" He choked on his words once again. This was going to be a rough one for him today, huh? "- lived there." So fuck him for choosing to pursue a relationship then. Did he really have to justify that The Pitt wasn't all bad, despite the general consensus that Dante and Jormungand was making clear lately? After all, Sweeney and Atticus were apart of Tanglewood's ranks for quite awhile. They should have known.
"I will never-" His words cut like a knife. With a hiss, he continued. "-ever align myself with Dante." That wretched asshole almost ruined Atticus' dual alliance, partially fucked their truce, and almost caused their two groups to ruthlessly go to war. If they had gone to war back then, Atticus would have chosen Tanglewood every time. His eyes shifted to Arrow. "I will never defend their harsh necessities or that vile behavior of that imbecilic fucking cunt."
Back to mom. Oh mother dearest had disappointed momma's boy today, just as Sweeney had done, but he would never allow any slander on her name. "I hope she found a sincere, lovely home then, but it's a shame to hear that none of you heard anything from her." he genuinely replied. Atticus only continued to ask the obvious though. "Have any of you even looked for her?" If not, that would be his first task within Tanglewood. Any family man like he was would set his priorities aside to do so.
His ears firmly planted against his head as Arrow firmly stated her terms. Aurum's ignorance must have been passed down to her. Once again, the dead always had to be right and stick to the past, unable to acknowledge the changes during their time. It didn't help that Ares chimed in. "You don't owe me shit," he repeated back to them. "If you say so, then I will work, but don't ever say I didn't give up anything for Tanglewood, because I sure as hell ain't loyal to The Pitt's fuckwits." Tanglewood was his home and it would remain that way, as it always was, dual-aligned or not.
So much for discussion though. After doing the same, not wavering, stuttering, or stammering during his proclamation (minus the sensitive mentions), the discussion moved onto retaliation. He simply agreed with a snort. "I would prefer to, and I quote, 'pull the his fucking guts that he certainly has,' minus his cold dead heart, 'out through Dante's dry, itchy sand-coated asshole.'" Atticus added a sprinkling of his own creativity to her words, but the point stood nevertheless: Dante and his pitiful reign would come to an end.
//y'all give me so much muse, ty for the wonderful replies <333 + late here, so apologies for any mistakes
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