Face to face, eye to eye
What: RP with Luca
When: at night, right after Kyle gets back
Where: Luca's room
Kyle decides he needs to have a chat with Luca to face some very old demons. An undercurrent of violence lurks, but will it erupt into something deadly?
Kyle: *having recently returned to Budehuc, he'd sneaked about, trying not to run into anyone. Throwing most of his stuff in his room, he wrote a quick note, saying he'd gone to have a chat about something important. He left the sword in his room, but took the glaive, using it as a staff. With purpose, he walked to where he thought Luca's room might be...*
Luca: *is actually resting his eyes, and while most of his wounds have healed up by now, he has kept to himself in his own room lately due to... personal reasons. Most concerning where he's headed, and whether Cecile will ever forgive him*
Kyle: *this could prove to be an even stupider move than almost drowning in the lake. He knocks the door with the back of his hand.* Luca?
Luca: *is woken up by the knocking, but the knocking was so gentle that he ends up dismissing it and goes back to resting his eyes. It didn't seem important enough for him to wake up and answer*
Kyle: *sighs. All right, let's try this again. He knocks with a bit more force this time.* Luca? If you're in there, open up. This is Kyle. I need to talk to you.
Luca: *tosses and turns, and is beginning to get annoyed at the knocking. After he hears the words "If you're in there, open up" he ends up grabbing his sword, and with a loud grunt tosses it at the door causing a huge crashing sound*
Kyle: *winces. Yep, he's in there.* Thanks. Is this where you've been all this time?
Luca: *stands up and walks over to the door, pushes his sword aside and opens it* What the hell do you want?!!!!!!
Kyle: *to his credit, doesn't back down. Instead, looks at Luca evenly in the eye* I just want to ask you something and then I'll leave you alone. What drives your anger?
Luca: *sort of caught off guard with that question, and looks back at him straight in the eye with a daring look* You're asking such a bold question. What makes it so important for you to find out?
Kyle: Because after going on a little retreat, I find that I'm not that much different from you.
Luca: *now just ends up giving him a weird look* That's stupid. You're nothing like me.
Kyle: So then you really don't have it then? That anger that carries you along so strongly that you can't escape it and all you can do is follow it and be swept away?
Luca: It's not that I 'cant' escape it. It's that I don't want to escape it.
Luca: I will never forgive those city-state pigs for what they've done... and I will not forgive you or Budehuc either!!!!
Kyle: *it might be too late to help him, then. Altruism probably wouldn't be appreciated. But something still nags him.* Well then, if you don't want to escape it, why? I mean, what did someone do to you?
Luca: You're prying your way into something which should not be heard through those ears of yours. Give me one good reason why I should not lop that head off for digging up the past that I can't ever forget.
Kyle: Because I used to have it. The anger you have until people helped me tame it and control it, only I'm too thick to realize it. For some reason, as stupid as it is, I thought if I could tame it, maybe you could. Despite what someone's done to you.
Luca: So what was so devastating that made you into so called monster I am?
Kyle: *doesn't have anything to lose here, so...* When I was six, a man raped and killed my mother.
Luca: .... Tch.
Kyle: I assume yours is terrifically better?
Luca: It doesn't matter what happened to my mother...
Kyle: *somehow, he just -knew- it* It doesn't matter because you can't change it, you mean? So you never have to escape the anger?
Luca: Who said I wanted to escape the anger? This anger gives me the power... the power to kill innocent lives, to watch those maggots squirm and beg for their miserable lives... they will never know my suffering when I lost my mother, but I will never stop until every city-state pig is wiped off the face of this planet!!!!
Kyle: *if he hadn't been saved so quickly, would he be exactly like Luca? Completely blind by a sadness so painful that it has to be wrapped in unquenchable rage in order to function?* Is that why you tried to kill us? Me especially?
Luca: When I see Thomas... I see the weakness I saw in my father when he... Tch. Why the hell am I telling you this?
Kyle: Maybe because I'm actually listening? *the same weakness when...? If that happens to tie into something that happen to his mother, it might explain things. Once he has time to think on it.* So then, because we all live here and follow Thomas, then we're all weak?
Luca: You're all weak and blind. Blind to follow such a pathetic leader who does not have it in him to severely punish those who defy him.
Kyle: So...you think anyone who leads should have the will to crush?
Luca: If you're going to lead, you need to have power.
Kyle: I can actually get behind that idea.
Luca: Tch...
Kyle: To a point.
Luca: You want to change me.
Kyle: Only if you want to be. I can't change you if you don't want to be. Besides, I'm probably not the person to do it. Somebody else was doing a better job of it.
Luca: ... Who was this somebody else?
Kyle: Cecile, of course.
Luca: ....
Luca: That has changed.
Kyle: Have you tried actually talking to her?
Luca: That woman has been avoiding me. But it doesn't matter, her precious Thomas has returned.
Kyle: *so wait a minute, this is all....ooooohhhh...he really needs to hash it all out in his head* Well, I'd avoid you too, in light of the circumstances. But last I heard from her, she might have wanted to speak to you.
Luca: With what? You watching over her? Those other brainless guards? You guys would not want that event to play out again.
Kyle: No, we wouldn't. But she's a hell of a lot stronger than me, in some regards. She might want to talk to you alone because it's her right as an adult.
Luca: And would others feel the same way you do?
Kyle: Probably not. But I've talked to her. She's not weak, even if she is small.
Luca: I have a feeling you did not come here to speak with me about Cecile. You started with my mother.
Kyle: Honestly, I don't know what the hell I came here for. Maybe to finally look you in the eye and not be afraid. I thought I might understand your anger, but since you'll never let it go, I can't help you there. Then I remembered Cecile. That's all.
Luca: Oh, you're a big man. You can stand up to someone your own height without being afraid.
Kyle: *shrugs* Well, give me a little credit. You -did- almost kill me. You're good at putting fear in people.
Luca: Now I want to ask you a question, and I want it answered immediately.
Kyle: Go ahead. *it's only fair*
Luca: I don't know her name, but she wore foreign clothes and referred to you as her boytoy.
Luca: Who the hell is she?
Kyle: *oh, now there's a bit of anger in his expression, but he's good at reining it mostly in* I'm taking a guess you're referring to Bernadette.
Luca: Is that her name? You'd best to tell her to mind her words.
Kyle: ...was she talking with you or something while I was gone?
Luca: I ran into her a few days ago.
Kyle: Ah. Okay, I'll pass that word along. Also. If you ever feel like talking to Cecile, I can probably help set something up so neither one of you are messed with by anybody else to hash out anything you need to do.
Luca: Do that favor and I promise no harm will come to that sweet princess of yours.
Kyle: *deep breath in and out* Do people where you come from take promises at their word or shake on it?
Luca: I'll take your word for it.
Kyle: All right. Whenever you feel like it, I'll pass the word along. She still might not want to talk to you even if I can make sure no one messes with you. Or she might. That'd be up to her.
Kyle: But I'll tell her.
Luca: Then you'd better try your best.
Luca: If you know what's best for your woman.
Kyle: .... *nothing like a bit of pressure* I'll keep that in mind. I'll leave you alone now. Thank you, Luca.
Luca: You'll thank me later.
Kyle: We'll see. *nods to him and leaves the doorway, walking away*
When: at night, right after Kyle gets back
Where: Luca's room
Kyle decides he needs to have a chat with Luca to face some very old demons. An undercurrent of violence lurks, but will it erupt into something deadly?
Kyle: *having recently returned to Budehuc, he'd sneaked about, trying not to run into anyone. Throwing most of his stuff in his room, he wrote a quick note, saying he'd gone to have a chat about something important. He left the sword in his room, but took the glaive, using it as a staff. With purpose, he walked to where he thought Luca's room might be...*
Luca: *is actually resting his eyes, and while most of his wounds have healed up by now, he has kept to himself in his own room lately due to... personal reasons. Most concerning where he's headed, and whether Cecile will ever forgive him*
Kyle: *this could prove to be an even stupider move than almost drowning in the lake. He knocks the door with the back of his hand.* Luca?
Luca: *is woken up by the knocking, but the knocking was so gentle that he ends up dismissing it and goes back to resting his eyes. It didn't seem important enough for him to wake up and answer*
Kyle: *sighs. All right, let's try this again. He knocks with a bit more force this time.* Luca? If you're in there, open up. This is Kyle. I need to talk to you.
Luca: *tosses and turns, and is beginning to get annoyed at the knocking. After he hears the words "If you're in there, open up" he ends up grabbing his sword, and with a loud grunt tosses it at the door causing a huge crashing sound*
Kyle: *winces. Yep, he's in there.* Thanks. Is this where you've been all this time?
Luca: *stands up and walks over to the door, pushes his sword aside and opens it* What the hell do you want?!!!!!!
Kyle: *to his credit, doesn't back down. Instead, looks at Luca evenly in the eye* I just want to ask you something and then I'll leave you alone. What drives your anger?
Luca: *sort of caught off guard with that question, and looks back at him straight in the eye with a daring look* You're asking such a bold question. What makes it so important for you to find out?
Kyle: Because after going on a little retreat, I find that I'm not that much different from you.
Luca: *now just ends up giving him a weird look* That's stupid. You're nothing like me.
Kyle: So then you really don't have it then? That anger that carries you along so strongly that you can't escape it and all you can do is follow it and be swept away?
Luca: It's not that I 'cant' escape it. It's that I don't want to escape it.
Luca: I will never forgive those city-state pigs for what they've done... and I will not forgive you or Budehuc either!!!!
Kyle: *it might be too late to help him, then. Altruism probably wouldn't be appreciated. But something still nags him.* Well then, if you don't want to escape it, why? I mean, what did someone do to you?
Luca: You're prying your way into something which should not be heard through those ears of yours. Give me one good reason why I should not lop that head off for digging up the past that I can't ever forget.
Kyle: Because I used to have it. The anger you have until people helped me tame it and control it, only I'm too thick to realize it. For some reason, as stupid as it is, I thought if I could tame it, maybe you could. Despite what someone's done to you.
Luca: So what was so devastating that made you into so called monster I am?
Kyle: *doesn't have anything to lose here, so...* When I was six, a man raped and killed my mother.
Luca: .... Tch.
Kyle: I assume yours is terrifically better?
Luca: It doesn't matter what happened to my mother...
Kyle: *somehow, he just -knew- it* It doesn't matter because you can't change it, you mean? So you never have to escape the anger?
Luca: Who said I wanted to escape the anger? This anger gives me the power... the power to kill innocent lives, to watch those maggots squirm and beg for their miserable lives... they will never know my suffering when I lost my mother, but I will never stop until every city-state pig is wiped off the face of this planet!!!!
Kyle: *if he hadn't been saved so quickly, would he be exactly like Luca? Completely blind by a sadness so painful that it has to be wrapped in unquenchable rage in order to function?* Is that why you tried to kill us? Me especially?
Luca: When I see Thomas... I see the weakness I saw in my father when he... Tch. Why the hell am I telling you this?
Kyle: Maybe because I'm actually listening? *the same weakness when...? If that happens to tie into something that happen to his mother, it might explain things. Once he has time to think on it.* So then, because we all live here and follow Thomas, then we're all weak?
Luca: You're all weak and blind. Blind to follow such a pathetic leader who does not have it in him to severely punish those who defy him.
Kyle: So...you think anyone who leads should have the will to crush?
Luca: If you're going to lead, you need to have power.
Kyle: I can actually get behind that idea.
Luca: Tch...
Kyle: To a point.
Luca: You want to change me.
Kyle: Only if you want to be. I can't change you if you don't want to be. Besides, I'm probably not the person to do it. Somebody else was doing a better job of it.
Luca: ... Who was this somebody else?
Kyle: Cecile, of course.
Luca: ....
Luca: That has changed.
Kyle: Have you tried actually talking to her?
Luca: That woman has been avoiding me. But it doesn't matter, her precious Thomas has returned.
Kyle: *so wait a minute, this is all....ooooohhhh...he really needs to hash it all out in his head* Well, I'd avoid you too, in light of the circumstances. But last I heard from her, she might have wanted to speak to you.
Luca: With what? You watching over her? Those other brainless guards? You guys would not want that event to play out again.
Kyle: No, we wouldn't. But she's a hell of a lot stronger than me, in some regards. She might want to talk to you alone because it's her right as an adult.
Luca: And would others feel the same way you do?
Kyle: Probably not. But I've talked to her. She's not weak, even if she is small.
Luca: I have a feeling you did not come here to speak with me about Cecile. You started with my mother.
Kyle: Honestly, I don't know what the hell I came here for. Maybe to finally look you in the eye and not be afraid. I thought I might understand your anger, but since you'll never let it go, I can't help you there. Then I remembered Cecile. That's all.
Luca: Oh, you're a big man. You can stand up to someone your own height without being afraid.
Kyle: *shrugs* Well, give me a little credit. You -did- almost kill me. You're good at putting fear in people.
Luca: Now I want to ask you a question, and I want it answered immediately.
Kyle: Go ahead. *it's only fair*
Luca: I don't know her name, but she wore foreign clothes and referred to you as her boytoy.
Luca: Who the hell is she?
Kyle: *oh, now there's a bit of anger in his expression, but he's good at reining it mostly in* I'm taking a guess you're referring to Bernadette.
Luca: Is that her name? You'd best to tell her to mind her words.
Kyle: ...was she talking with you or something while I was gone?
Luca: I ran into her a few days ago.
Kyle: Ah. Okay, I'll pass that word along. Also. If you ever feel like talking to Cecile, I can probably help set something up so neither one of you are messed with by anybody else to hash out anything you need to do.
Luca: Do that favor and I promise no harm will come to that sweet princess of yours.
Kyle: *deep breath in and out* Do people where you come from take promises at their word or shake on it?
Luca: I'll take your word for it.
Kyle: All right. Whenever you feel like it, I'll pass the word along. She still might not want to talk to you even if I can make sure no one messes with you. Or she might. That'd be up to her.
Kyle: But I'll tell her.
Luca: Then you'd better try your best.
Luca: If you know what's best for your woman.
Kyle: .... *nothing like a bit of pressure* I'll keep that in mind. I'll leave you alone now. Thank you, Luca.
Luca: You'll thank me later.
Kyle: We'll see. *nods to him and leaves the doorway, walking away*