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FUCK. I drew the earring on the wrong ear, so he's right-handed in this pic. Continuity be damned! I might fix it later.
Either way, I finally got Rikken to smile, and I'll be damned if I'm not drawing it.
"Hey 'Kito! What uh... whatcha up to?"
"Oh... uh... nothing... just, sitting around, I guess."
"Oh! Well uh... there's a fair going on! They've got games and food and stuff. Wanna come out for a bit? Get some fresh air?"
"I... uh... do you want me to?"
"Only if you want to! I figured it's been a real rough handful of weeks. I mean, years, really. But weeks, too."
"What I mean is... maybe it would be good for you to see what life is supposed to be like, y'know? Ever since we got you out of there, it's been running through the woods and fighting our way back home, then sitting around all cooped up in Romanorum while we cleared out Westhaven, and... I want you to see what life is supposed to be like. When it's normal."
"I mean, if I'm supposed to..."
"You don't have to! I just thought I'd see if you wanted to get out."
"Do... do you want me to get out?"
"No, I-"
"You know, actually - yeah. I do. I think this will be good for you."
"O-okay."
"What's Locket up to? Think she'd wanna come?"
"I can go ask her if you want."
"Yeah! I'm sure she could use some fresh air, too."
"Am I a bad person?"
"What? Rikken, no, I... what? I don't think so. Why? Why do you think you're a bad person?"
"Because... these dreams... they..."
"Rikken, no. You're not a bad person."
"Listen. Two things."
"O-okay."
"First of all, you are not your thoughts or your dreams. You don't control those things. It doesn't matter what you think about, what you dream about, or even whether or not those things feel good to you in your head. The only thing that matters is what you do in the real world, okay? You can dream about anything you want, and it doesn't make you a bad person."
"...are you sure?"
"I'm positive."
"But secondly... remember what I was saying at the bar, about alcohol? About how sometimes things taste better when you're expecting them?"
"Yeah?"
"I... well... fuck."
"Rikken. What those people did to you was bad. Very bad. But not because this is bad, right?"
"..."
"'Kito. What they did to you was bad because you weren't ready, and they didn't ask you. They hurt you. You didn't want it, and you weren't ready for it. They took something from you that nobody should take from anyone. I made a-"
"They made a mistake, Rikken. And they hurt you, and that's bad."
"This is something that should be fun for everyone involved. It should be something people do together to have fun, to feel close to each other. It's not supposed to be like they did it to you. It's not supposed to be about power, or punishment, or hurting someone. It's supposed to be about fun... or even about... love, sometimes."
"When it's like that, it's good. I promise."
"You aren't a bad person, Rikken. This isn't something you need to be afraid of. I'll teach you what I know, and I'll help you figure it out, okay? And if you ever want to try it in the real world, just let me know. I can find someone to help, someone we can both trust."
"I'm sorry, Fekkri."
"What? No, it's okay. You have nothing to be sorry about. You didn't do anything wrong."
"I'm sorry, Rikken. I'm sorry... they did this to you. But it's okay. It's over now. You're safe. You're with me. Nobody is going to hurt you any more. I won't let anyone hurt you."
((Is there anything near the target, other than the target, that I could try to aim for? Like... I need to miss the target, but I still want to intentionally hit something, just to prove a point to 'Jau.))
((Uh... sure, there's a seagull resting on the post that the target is nailed to.))
((Okay. So I'm gonna step up to the edge of the dock, point a finger at Ajau, and Message him just the word "seagull."))
((Then I'm gonna start setting up to shoot, but I'm going to make some sort of really obvious error in my stance. Something that anyone even remotely skilled at archery would be able to catch. I'll drop my elbow too low, my feet too wide, that sort of thing. Then I'll take the shot.))
((So, with your fucked up stance, the arrow goes just a bit wide of the seagull, and it squawks off, frightened. The arrow soars way past the target, off into the deeper water. One of the tritons lets out an exasperated sigh and starts swimming after it.))
((Alright, that's fine. Now the important part.))
"Hey uh... Rikken..."
"Um... yeah?"
"Am I doing this right?"
"It... looks right to me."
"Are you sure? Because that shot was way off, and it kinda hurt my arm, and I know you used to have some special way of doing this that made my arm not hurt."
"I... you..."
((Give me Deception.))
((Fuck. Here we go.))
((Dice, please, work with me.))
"..."
((It takes him a second. He kind of starts to step forward, then he hesitates for a moment, then he eventually steps up next to you, and - very timidly, without saying anything - lifts your elbow up a bit.))
"Like this?"
"Yeah. And... your feet go like... this. And... don't squeeze the bow..."
"Oh, right! Use the tension, right?"
"Right, yeah."
"Okay, let's see..."
((I drop the act, carefully. I make it look like Rikken is doing all the work. I take my time, line up the shot, and I'll burn my inspiration on this.))
🏹
((The arrow zips out past the tritons working the docks, and it slams dead center into this target. It actually manages to punch through a few inches, and some of the wood splinters into the water below. More importantly, though...))
((...you glance back to Rikken, and watch as the corners of his face start to light up.))
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=bRjZ2_jAksc
FUCK. I drew the earring on the wrong ear, so he's right-handed in this pic. Continuity be damned! I might fix it later.
Either way, I finally got Rikken to smile, and I'll be damned if I'm not drawing it.
"Hey 'Kito! What uh... whatcha up to?"
"Oh... uh... nothing... just, sitting around, I guess."
"Oh! Well uh... there's a fair going on! They've got games and food and stuff. Wanna come out for a bit? Get some fresh air?"
"I... uh... do you want me to?"
"Only if you want to! I figured it's been a real rough handful of weeks. I mean, years, really. But weeks, too."
"What I mean is... maybe it would be good for you to see what life is supposed to be like, y'know? Ever since we got you out of there, it's been running through the woods and fighting our way back home, then sitting around all cooped up in Romanorum while we cleared out Westhaven, and... I want you to see what life is supposed to be like. When it's normal."
"I mean, if I'm supposed to..."
"You don't have to! I just thought I'd see if you wanted to get out."
"Do... do you want me to get out?"
"No, I-"
"You know, actually - yeah. I do. I think this will be good for you."
"O-okay."
"What's Locket up to? Think she'd wanna come?"
"I can go ask her if you want."
"Yeah! I'm sure she could use some fresh air, too."
"Am I a bad person?"
"What? Rikken, no, I... what? I don't think so. Why? Why do you think you're a bad person?"
"Because... these dreams... they..."
"Rikken, no. You're not a bad person."
"Listen. Two things."
"O-okay."
"First of all, you are not your thoughts or your dreams. You don't control those things. It doesn't matter what you think about, what you dream about, or even whether or not those things feel good to you in your head. The only thing that matters is what you do in the real world, okay? You can dream about anything you want, and it doesn't make you a bad person."
"...are you sure?"
"I'm positive."
"But secondly... remember what I was saying at the bar, about alcohol? About how sometimes things taste better when you're expecting them?"
"Yeah?"
"I... well... fuck."
"Rikken. What those people did to you was bad. Very bad. But not because this is bad, right?"
"..."
"'Kito. What they did to you was bad because you weren't ready, and they didn't ask you. They hurt you. You didn't want it, and you weren't ready for it. They took something from you that nobody should take from anyone. I made a-"
"They made a mistake, Rikken. And they hurt you, and that's bad."
"This is something that should be fun for everyone involved. It should be something people do together to have fun, to feel close to each other. It's not supposed to be like they did it to you. It's not supposed to be about power, or punishment, or hurting someone. It's supposed to be about fun... or even about... love, sometimes."
"When it's like that, it's good. I promise."
"You aren't a bad person, Rikken. This isn't something you need to be afraid of. I'll teach you what I know, and I'll help you figure it out, okay? And if you ever want to try it in the real world, just let me know. I can find someone to help, someone we can both trust."
"I'm sorry, Fekkri."
"What? No, it's okay. You have nothing to be sorry about. You didn't do anything wrong."
"I'm sorry, Rikken. I'm sorry... they did this to you. But it's okay. It's over now. You're safe. You're with me. Nobody is going to hurt you any more. I won't let anyone hurt you."
((Is there anything near the target, other than the target, that I could try to aim for? Like... I need to miss the target, but I still want to intentionally hit something, just to prove a point to 'Jau.))
((Uh... sure, there's a seagull resting on the post that the target is nailed to.))
((Okay. So I'm gonna step up to the edge of the dock, point a finger at Ajau, and Message him just the word "seagull."))
((Then I'm gonna start setting up to shoot, but I'm going to make some sort of really obvious error in my stance. Something that anyone even remotely skilled at archery would be able to catch. I'll drop my elbow too low, my feet too wide, that sort of thing. Then I'll take the shot.))
((So, with your fucked up stance, the arrow goes just a bit wide of the seagull, and it squawks off, frightened. The arrow soars way past the target, off into the deeper water. One of the tritons lets out an exasperated sigh and starts swimming after it.))
((Alright, that's fine. Now the important part.))
"Hey uh... Rikken..."
"Um... yeah?"
"Am I doing this right?"
"It... looks right to me."
"Are you sure? Because that shot was way off, and it kinda hurt my arm, and I know you used to have some special way of doing this that made my arm not hurt."
"I... you..."
((Give me Deception.))
((Fuck. Here we go.))
((Dice, please, work with me.))
"..."
((It takes him a second. He kind of starts to step forward, then he hesitates for a moment, then he eventually steps up next to you, and - very timidly, without saying anything - lifts your elbow up a bit.))
"Like this?"
"Yeah. And... your feet go like... this. And... don't squeeze the bow..."
"Oh, right! Use the tension, right?"
"Right, yeah."
"Okay, let's see..."
((I drop the act, carefully. I make it look like Rikken is doing all the work. I take my time, line up the shot, and I'll burn my inspiration on this.))
🏹
((The arrow zips out past the tritons working the docks, and it slams dead center into this target. It actually manages to punch through a few inches, and some of the wood splinters into the water below. More importantly, though...))
((...you glance back to Rikken, and watch as the corners of his face start to light up.))
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