Drift Fleet // Canon

[birdsbirdsbirds]

[there's nothing good he can say about this situation. nothing good at all.

he's waiting outside his ship. he's called him and asked him to meet him halfway again. here goes nothing. ripping off the bandage, diving into the cold pool. he feels really sick for thinking it was easier when he killed him, the first time.]

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[birdsbirdsbirds]

[his fingers don't budge. he doesn't even flinch. he speaks around his pleas.]

Nelkeila, I release you from my service and absolve you of all ties to me.

[it's then that he takes back his hand, peeling away a layer of inky tar and revealing the skin underneath--fresh and healed and unmarked, the greatest wound he could have inflicted.]

Da il paisa, da graa.

[catamite]

[another sob wracks out of him when he sees clean, bare skin. his arm hasn't looked like that in over a decade. in another life. so many years were spent carrying those marks--occasionally hiding them when the need arose, but otherwise flaunting them. flying the colors that told of where he belonged.]

Please...

[all he can do is beg, and lean away to try and keep his other arm--his last mark--away from Robin.]

[birdsbirdsbirds]

[he is merciless, stepping around him to grab at the arm he's trying to hide. he pulls on the skin there just the same, peeling up memory and history and meaning and erasing all of it in less than a minute.

his hands are both stained with ink as he pulls away the last time. he wants so badly to slip up--tell him he's sorry, give him an order, anything would be better than this... but he doesn't have that power anymore. that's against the rules now.]

I hope, one day, you'll understand...

[...he turns to leave. he has to get out. leaving Nel a wreck there is wrong, but he can't stand the thought of him pleading, him sobbing. he has to leave, before the last of his will fails him.]

[catamite]

I'm sorry--

[it's his last, desperate plea. it's the last thing he knows to try--begging Robin to forgive him and take it all back. but his voice breaks up so bad that he can barely get the words out.

he's watching it all walking away from him. the little bit he'd had. he'd been trying for so long, but it's ending now, and he can't do anything to stop it. Rin and now Robin.

breaking the small things he'd built, stripping him down, and leaving him with strangers.

he remembers now, how this felt.]