[center][h3]The Last Avatar - Killamri and Exit Collab[/h3][/center] [hr] SCENE: [color=bfbfbf] Weiyuan and Chae-won arrive at the soup kitchen, one leading the other on a mission to find a certain someone. While Weiyuan is unaware of this, his alter is not. As they enter, a strange, dirty child is paying especially close attention to them. On the far side of the kitchen is a woman who is only just now picking herself out from a crowd of admirers. She’s being seated in front of a bowl of soup. There is a stethoscope around her neck and she is currently being chatted up by another woman. If Chae pays close enough attention, through the crowd will be a boy matching a vague description given to her of one of the Weiyuan’s bullies. He’s sitting on a bench against the wall alone near an open door and is looking particularly downtrodden. A pale boy with dark brown eyes and dark hair that is combed over to one side. He’s got black jeans on and a simple white shirt under a denim jacket. He’s tall for his age and seems only a year or two older than Weiyuan. [@Abstract Proxy] [hr] Chae-Won realized upon entering that… this was going to be difficult. The kid had been attacked years ago, and she hadn’t been there. She kinda had a description, but she wasn’t sure she’d be able to pick one scruffy bastard out of a crowd of scruffy people. It didn’t help that she was being stared at by a little girl and it was really distracting. Weiyuan noticed the staring as well and shuffled his feet uncomfortably. He lifted a hand to rub his neck, covering up the scar there in the process. [color=white]“Uhh, hey there, little girl,”[/color] Chae-Won said and bent over a bit to speak to the child. [color=white]“You know it’s rude to stare. Something I can help you with?”[/color] she asked, doing her best to sound upbeat. She and Weiyuan might’ve been from the Lower Ring, just like presumably everyone else there, but they definitely weren’t quite as downtrodden as the rest of those present. It wouldn’t serve them well if she accidentally scared the girl. People would probably assume the worst. [color=white]“Maybe I can help [i]you[/i]?”[/color] She said, eyeing them both again. She pointed at Chae with the still open end of the bottle. [color=white]“Delivery.”[/color] She then pointed at Yuan. [color=white]“Quiet boy. I think my brother beat you up.”[/color] She took another casual sip, keeping her eyes on him. [color=white]“Why are you here? Hungry?”[/color] [color=white]“Uhh, yep, that’s m-”[/color] Chae-Won froze mid-sentence, jaw hanging open as the girl continued. She hadn’t been quite prepared for that. [color=white]“Wh-wh-what do you mean by that?”[/color] she laughed anxiously. [color=white]“I-I-”[/color] She couldn’t stop herself. She couldn’t help it. She glanced back at Weiyuan, risking giving herself away. [color=white]“Hungry? Cause it’s a soup kitchen?”[/color] The girl stated simply, slightly confused. Weiyuan was also standing stock still. That feeling that had been bothering him was back. His mind flew back to their conversation the night before. The end of it which had been fuzzy in his mind could now be recalled in stark clarity. She’d told him she’d found one of them. [color=white]“Um, w-well, girl, your brother sounds a little scary if he goes around beating people up. He’s not here is he?”[/color] Chae-Won swallowed hard, at this point starting to hope he wasn’t. She wasn’t in control of the situation right now. She was starting to think she never could have been. She hadn’t thought this through well enough. [color=white]“He [i]is[/i] here actually.”[/color] She said, turning around to look through the crowd. [color=white]“He’s over there if you want to talk to him.”[/color] She pointed to the far end of the room where, barely visible through throngs of people, was a boy sitting alone on a bench. He wore a denim jacket over a plain white shirt and dark pants and was staring intently at the ground between his feet. [color=white]“He’s a lot less scary today.”[/color] The girl turned back to the both of them. [color=white]“Did you want me to take you over to see him?”[/color] [color=white]“Is he now?”[/color] The confirmation sent a wave of mixed emotions surging through her. The first was the feeling of the blood draining from her face and that floor-dropping-out anxiety. The second was anger. This guy had hurt the kid and until now gotten away with it. Finally, she just felt paralyzed. What was she going to do? Beat the guy half-to-death in front of everyone? In front of his little sister? She then quite literally felt a hand grab her elbow tightly. It was Weiyuan. She could feel him trembling even as he gripped her so hard his knuckles were turning white. [color=white]“Hey, uh, don’t worry about it, OK? You just run along,”[/color] she told the girl, shooing her away. She straightened up, turning to face Weiyuan fully. She went to put her hand on his, but he flinched away. [color=white]“Kid-”[/color] [color=ED205E][i]You lied to me.[/i][/color] He signed to her rapidly. [color=white]“What? No! I-”[/color] But she was cut off by him repeating the motions. She reached for him, but again he flinched away. Shakily, he turned his head to glance furtively over his shoulder at the guy the little girl had pointed out. It had been years, but the more he looked the more he could pick out familiar features. Honestly, at the moment it might not even have mattered if it was actually one of the people who had hurt him. He [i]thought[/i] he was, and he mind would fill in the gaps. Chae-Won watched the tears slowly welling up in his eyes and deep down, part of her was just begging for his other self to snap into control. It didn’t happen, and then she just felt guilty for wanting an easy out to the mess she’d made. [color=white]“OK, kid, listen to me. I-”[/color] She actually managed to get her hands on him this time, but was unprepared for him to bat her arms away and then physically push her away. [color=white]“Whoa! Hey!”[/color] She tried to step toward him again, but she wasn’t used to this kind of behavior from him. He pushed her again, this time hard enough to make her stumble, rocking back on her feet almost losing her balance. [color=ED205E][i]Go away.[/i][/color] [color=white]“I… what?”[/color] Chae-Won blinked, now thoroughly shell-shocked by the rapidly deteriorating situation. [color=ED205E][i]You lied to me. Go away. Leave me alone.[/i][/color] Her voice caught in her throat. She knew she’d screwed up. She knew she’d betrayed him, even if she’d told herself this was [i]for[/i] him. She was still unprepared for how much him losing faith in her hurt. [color=white]“O-OK, OK, I get it. I messed up. L-let’s just get you home, and-”[/color] [color=ED205E][i]No. Go away![/i][/color] He backed away from her. [color=white]“What, no! I’m not just leaving you here-”[/color] [color=ED205E][i]Go away! Go away! Goaw-[/i][/color] The motions of his hands became too frantic and wild for her to make sense of, though she didn’t really need to. What he was trying to say to her was plenty clear. But how could she listen? THe man who’d hurt him was [i]literally[/i] right there and even if he left after she did, the streets were a mess. Worse, what if he was followed? [color=white]“Come on, kid… don’t make this hard,”[/color] she pleaded. He just backed away again. The entire time, the girl was simply sat where she was, sipping on her juice bottle and watching the two go at it. That was at least until things got somewhat physical, at which point she quietly stood up and began to back away, stealing glances in the direction of her brother and the doctor. [/color]