Day 7 - afternoon

[pandatrash]

[After the execution, there's... nothing. The raccoons exit the stage, and the rest of you are free to do the same. The only update on your tablet reads: "You've been good, so we're going to give you the rest of the day off!"]

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Reminder: Tomorrow, I'll put up something fun for anybody who is going to be around and playing, but there will be NO MURDERS or activity checks this week.))

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[flamingprick]

[Thaaaat's a dragon.

Rin has experience wrangling small animals though, so. He's crouching down near said dragon, not at all realizing that it's Corrin.

When he talks, it's with a soft, gentle voice.]

Hey, what're you doing here all by yourself?

[He's holding out a hand for Corrin to get his scent, like one would do with any strange animal to show non-hostility, and hopefully to avoid being bitter.]

[chosemyfate]

[ It almost wanted to ignore the voice. But he can't find it in himself to tell any comer to go away because it would give away how tearful his voice would sound.

Instead, the dragon perked up and just looked at the extended hand for a moment before leaning forward to just.

....

Nuzzle the hand. It trembles and you might hear it take a shaking breath in and out.]

[flamingprick]

[Oh no, poor dragon-thing.

Rin's face falls a little into a sad look, but he keeps his hand there so the dragon can nuzzle it. After a moment he'll reach out with his other hand too, to pet the dragon on the back gently. It's more of a comforting gesture than an actual petting, to be honest.]

Shhh, it's okay. You're not alone here, it'll be okay.

[chosemyfate]

['It'll be ok,' broke his wall pretty quickly.

You'll hear a sob from that voice and the dragon tremble more.

It will then shift in a flash into a more human shape, and Rin will then see a white haired man wracking sobs and tears streaming down from red eyes. ]

1/2

[flamingprick]

[Holy shit that's a man.

Rin was letting a man nuzzle his hand while he pet his back.

He was petting a man!]

2/2

[flamingprick]

[This is so, so weird, but Rin doesn't move away, because he gets the feeling that Corrin needs this right now. So after a moment of 'what the fuck', he will move to pull Corrin into a tight, wordless hug.

He's here for you, dragonbro.]

[chosemyfate]

[Yeah, he'd apologize but maybe when he's less upset and not a hot mess of guilt. He managed to speak through sobs and hiccups that interrupted him every now and then. ]

I-... I-I helped killed him... He's right. I let him down when he trusted me even a little bit... He died feeling like he was left alone by everyone.

[And that's what bothered Corrin the most. The last part. ]

[flamingprick]

...he did, yeah.

[There's no denying it, it was pretty obvious.]

But that was just how he felt, you know? It wasn't the truth. You cared about him, and I'm sure the others didn't hate him or anything. Maybe he can see that in the afterlife. Maybe if you try talking to him, and you tell him that he wasn't actually alone, he'll hear it.

[chosemyfate]

I promised him I wouldn't let him go.

Yet I could only stand there and watch, as he felt that I let him down... [more sobs as he roughly wiped his eyes to tr to dry tears that only kept coming.] If the raccoons could have switched us, I would have offered to be executed in his stead.

The first words to him would be apologies if he was in front of me again. That his Lord Leo would never abandon him. He had no reasons for that fear. And That I would never abandon him.

[flamingprick]

[Oh boy that's a lot to unpack. Shit. What can he say to help Corrin right now?]

Hey.

[He's hugging Corrin a bit tighter, trying to give him some kind of comfort there.]

It's alright. He wouldn't want you to die in his place, regardless of the circumstances.

[chosemyfate]

[ ....

After Niles' last words to him during the execution and the night before the execution? Ahahaha. That left Corrin unsure if he could believe that last statement. He doubts that after those final words. But he can't find in him to disagree with Rin. He doesn't say anything.

Instead. That statement leaves Corrin .... laughing. Laughing bitterly like he was losing his sanity. Sobs and bitter laughs were mixed together as he lowered his head and hands covered his eyes and messed up his white hair. ]

[flamingprick]

[That. That doesn't sound like a good laugh, no. He fucked up somewhere, Rin is sure of that.

So instead of trying to say something else, he just holds onto Corrin as he laugh-cries. Maybe letting him work that out of his system will help? Yeah, maybe.]

[chosemyfate]

[And it does help, Rin! Very much.

His hysteria slowly starts to die down as it seems like he's wearing himself out at this point. He is slumping forward after a several moments of just being held and letting that out.

He is now just reduced to quiet sobs and hiccups. He'll speak finally, even if his voice is hoarse as all out now. His hands come down from his face and let go of his now disheveled hair.]

....

I-I'm sorry.

[flamingprick]

Don't be. It's tough, I know.

[He's not going to specify how he knows that quite yet, though.

Instead, he focuses on the present.]

Wanna move into your room, so you can lay down?

[He's assuming Corrin tired himself out and could use some rest.]

[chosemyfate]

...

[He doesn't say anything but managed a nod. Just when Rin might think that Corrin won't move, he will see the man begin to shape shift back into the small dragon he found moments ago.

Maybe that was Corrin's way of trying to be helpful so Rin wouldn't have to drag a human. Or maybe he didn't want his distressed expressions to be so obvious anymore. Dragons have less of those, after all.]

[flamingprick]

[Well, that certainly makes it easier to carry Corrin. Rin smiles a little and scoops the tiny dragon up before standing up.]

Here, you can just curl up like that for a bit if you want. I won't leave you alone.

[No, Corrin definitely needs someone with him right now. But Rin is going to move to one of the rooms (probably his own) to sit down on the bed, since that is significantly more comfortable than the ground. He'll leave the door open, though, so Corrin can leave if he wants to.]

I always wondered if you were a demon or something. We've got the same kinda ears, you know?

[Rin tips his head to the side a little, so Corrin can see the pointy ears.]

And that means demon blood, where I come from.

[chosemyfate]

[It was probably for the best, huh? Otherwise, you'd have to drag a straggling white haired man around. The dragon even may have leaned its head on Rin's shoulder, being careful with his horns/making sure his horns don't poke Rin.

At least until they make to to Rin's room. When they're on the bed, he is quick to just curl up beside Rin. Hope you don't mind a small, scaly thing trying to stay warm, Rin~.

He tilted his head as he looked up at you and listened to that last statement.]

Ah, does it? Well... It means dragon blood where I'm from, actually. And as long as I have the stone, I can control shape-shifting between forms at will. ['And so it helps me keep my humanity' but he won't add that detail. No need to make it complicated...]

[flamingprick]

[He has a cat familiar, so he is used to small things curling up against him. Or in his lap. Or anywhere really.]

Is that so? I have something like that, but it's a sword instead. But it's not here, so I'm stuck like this.

[Not that his other form would be much help right now. He....doesn't have the best control over it.]