[center][img]https://media.discordapp.net/attachments/1070792705547980842/1080162347148136679/Trevor_Banner.png[/img][/center] [indent][sub][COLOR=SILVER][B]Location:[/B][/COLOR] [I]P.R.C.U. - Stadium[/I][/sub][sup][right][COLOR=SILVER][b]The Homecoming Trials #2.38[/b][/COLOR] [I]Ties That Bind[/I][/right][/sup][/indent][sub][hr][/sub][INDENT][sub][color=SILVER][B]Interaction(s):[/B][/COLOR] [I]None[/I][/sub][/INDENT][SUP][RIGHT][INDENT][COLOR=SILVER][b]Previously:[/b][/COLOR] [I]FOOD[/I][/INDENT][/right][/SUP] [COLOR=gray] Everything happened so fast but that's how things like a terrorist attack happen, isn't it? Shouting, screaming, the masked figure. Most of the night for Trevor was a blur before everything suddenly came into stark focus with Cassander being impaled. There was no thought, only the rush of blood in his ears as he rushed to the falling body. He vaguely registered Trace beside him as he tore off his shirt and pressed it into the gapping hole in his teammate's chest. There was so much blood. Heaven help him there was so kucb blood. Blood on the grass, blood on Cass' clothes blood on Trevor's clothes, blood on his forearms as he pressed the fabric deeper into Cass' exposed chest cavity, there was even blood on his face as he wiped a stray lock of hair out of his eyes. For all the pressure he put on the wound compression wasn't going to stop all that bleeding. This was much bigger than a bullet hole but it all felt so familiar. That feeling of deja vu fed a trickle of anger that grew into a tidal wave. He grit his teeth and pressed harder, feeling the blood pool on top of the shirt and mix with the rain. [i][color=lightgreen]"You dumb bastard get it right this time!"[/color][/i] [hr] For someone who seemed so personable it had taken more than a bit of convincing to get Trevor into Dr. Arthur's chair. She smiled warmly as she welcomed him in. [color=white]"Hello, Trevor. How are you-[/color] [color=lightgreen]"Fine. I'm fine."[/color] His tone was short and he figeted with the arm rest, refusing to meet the doctor's eyes. She pursed her lips and scratch put a few notes on her clipboard. Words like 'avoidance' and 'repression' made their mark on the page. [color=white]"I heard about what you did. There's nothing you could have done to save him. Even if he had been attacked on the steps of a hospital he still would have died."[/color] [color=lightgreen]"You don't know that,"[/color] he replied sourly. [color=white]"You shouldn't be so hard on yourself. You did everything you could."[/color] Trevor inhaled a steadying breath. The more they talked the more he wanted the session to end. He waved a hand as if their words were a foul smell he hoped to fan away. [color=lightgreen]"It's fine. I'm fine."[/color] [color=white]"Trevor it's okay to feel negative emotions. In fact, it's healthy to-"[/color] His response was immediate and raw with hurt and regret; his voice suddenly raising to a shout. [color=lightgreen]"I SAID I'M [i]FINE[/i]"[/color] [/COLOR] There was a small pop of light in his left hand and suddenly the piece of the armrest in his grip disappeared as saw dust scattered across the floor on his right side. Silence fell over the room. The result of his sudden loss of control grounded Trevor once more and he awkwardly cleared his throat. [color=lightgreen]"I'll uh- I'll pay for that.[/color] [hr] Trevor kept mostly to himself for the funeral service only briefly acknowledging anyone who attempted to interact with him. Everything was still too raw, too fresh. He needed time alone away from everything. Still, he felt it proper to say a few words for the deceased. As he positioned himself in front of the podium he looked out over a crowd of scared and hurt faces and he felt that familiar spark in his chest. That same spark telling him to get up and do something when he saw the news story about the police arresting a hyperhuman; back when he discovered he was a hype himself. Right now his teammates needed people they could rely on and Trevor was determined to be one of those people. [color=lightgreen]"I didn't know Cassander well or at all really. I can't speak to his character, but I can talk about some of the people gathered here. You've all faced challenges and come out the other side. We'll get through this as a team with strength of heart, of mind, and of spirit."[/color] He paused a moment to let his words sink in as well as to steady himself. [color=lightgreen]"Goodbye, Cassander. May the Lord bless you and keep you; may the Lord make his face shine on you and be gracious to you; may the Lord turn his face toward you and give you peace. Amen."[/color] As he stepped away from the podium a thought occurred to him and he briefly returned. [color=lightgreen]"And if anyone needs someone to talk to feel free to let me know."[/color] [hr] This was it, the big team swap. Not only that but soon they would all be choosing a House. He felt the letter in his pocket and considered his choices as the speeches went on. House Lutra, House Lynx, and House Ursus. Intelligence, Sociability, and Altruism. Trevor didn't consider himself all that intelligent so that made it a choice between the other two. Both were good qualities to have and he liked to think he did his best to express them in his day to day life which just made the decision that much harder. The decision to stay with Blackjack, however, was not difficult in the slightest. They had been through too much together to leave now. Plus he would miss Mackenna and Rory too much if he left. Not that he thought he would never see them again, he just wanted to see them more than occasionally. He had a good feeling about both of them. His thoughts were interrupted as he watched Trace lift two separate armbands skyward, neither of which were Blackjack's. Trevor had hoped his teammates would feel the same as him and stick together but perhaps it had been unrealistic to think not one person would try to distance themselves from the events of the Plateau. Still, he couldn't help the heaviness in his heart at the sight. Hopefully not too many others would follow her example. 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