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Post by Syre the BlackGatomon on Sept 4, 2018 3:18:41 GMT
"Well, of course I know what I'm doing..." Why wouldn't she? This wasn't her first bout of practice, after all! However, that little 'tiff' would have to be put on the back-burner for at least a little bit, as there was clearly something else going on:
Siris. Amidst it all, trying to think on his past, he felt himself on the verge of tears. Mikemon kept a firm paw on Siris' shoulder - and after a moment, he gave a stern glance towards Syre, giving a nod to the BlackGatomon. It didn't take much for Syre to get the hint, simply returning her own nod, making her way back to the library. They may had been brother and sister, but this wasn't something that she needed to be there for.
As she fell out of earshot, Mikemon reached his arms around once more, and gave the Renamon a firm hug around the shoulders - despite the difference in size, he'd press the top of Siris' head against his chest, the doctor shaking his head. "You can... you can."
This wasn't going to be something that he let off so easily. If Siris kept this bottled up, it was likely that the two were never going to be able to connect on a personal level. In a calm, but stern voice, he pressed on:
"We all have our regrets, Siris. But if you can't open up to me... how am I supposed to know how to help you?"
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Post by Siris on Sept 6, 2018 3:45:47 GMT
He was right, as Siris had known for the short amount of time he met knew his father; Mikemon was always right. But it didn't change the fact that Siris was still... scared. He was scared if he told his father what he had done, he'd ostracize him. Sure, that might have been a unwarranted doubt, but it was a doubt nonetheless.
How was he supposed to help him? Siris was a blip in the radar for a while, while it was no fault of his own, Mikemon couldn't really do much to help to help him through this, not his mind, anyway. Siris would only bury his head within the fluff of his father's chest, looking up as he sighed;
"I... I just can't." he sniffed a bit, trying not to let his tears soak his dad's chest, but the more he thought about what he did... those he hurt. He couldn't hold it back. He tucked his head downwards, sobbing a bit as he'd lay the top of his head into the smaller cat. Then look up again,
"I'm sorry dad... I.. I don't mean to be so secretive!"
He would keep to that hug, sighing as he looked around, hoping his sister wasn't watching this. The crew he stuck with when he first left the village was always quick to attack those who showed weakness. To the young fox, this was no different! Mikemon would have to work harder than that!
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Post by Syre the BlackGatomon on Sept 6, 2018 23:22:26 GMT
That bad, huh?
There wasn't much Mikemon could do if Siris didn't want to talk. With a slight sigh, and a careful pat around the Renamon's back - letting him lean in all he wanted, to let those tears out - the doctor gave a nod. "I understand. If you need someone to talk to, my doors and ears are always open to you." Maybe that was all Siris wanted to hear in the end. For the several seconds that the hug was held, Mikemon would let Siris get through the worst of his tears. Eventually, though, the grip would loosen, the cat stepping out from that rocky outcropping to briefly brush off his fur.
Darn it, what now? Suffice to say, it had been so much easier to connect with Syre - as to be expected, she'd grown up knowing him. Siris, though, he had a different upbringing, and his own 'history' already. How could he connect only after a few days? "If nothing else, don't let it beat you up too much, son." With a small smile, he'd start to make his way back to the lab...
... And Syre, up to this point, would give her own sigh. Curious, she approached her brother from the side, tilting her head. "Must have been something pretty bad for you to be like this... eh, never mind." Dropping the topic as soon as she brought it up, the cat tried to figure something out - something to cheer up her brother.
Huh. She never asked:
"Well, what do you do for fun?"
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Post by Siris on Sept 6, 2018 23:56:05 GMT
At very least, at the end of his escapade of sadness. Siris knew that Mikemon was there for him. That's what truly mattered to him. He'd open up eventually, but he still was... too ashamed of himself for doing what he did to speak of it. At least for now. He'd stay in his father's arms for a moment longer before finally feeling the grip loosen, and he sniffing and wiping his cheeks;
"S-sorry... I didn't mean to lose it like that." the pup said, even ashamed of his emotions!
He followed his father back to the lab, rubbing the back of his head as he'd hear her sigh, aware that he was a bit of an annoyance to her, stopping her daily routine to break down like he did. She'd comment on how bad it must have been for him to be like this. To him, it was that bad. He didn't deserve this love he was receiving, not after he had hurt and betrayed others in the way he did! His ears folded flat to his head, looking away as he didn't want to be a problem for her either. But then the question came up, what did he do for fun.
That was a good question, Siris honestly found enjoyment in other's happiness. When they were enjoying themselves, so was he. But that answer felt... disingenuous. 'Whatever you want to do' sounded like he was blowing her off. So he gave a small sniff and smiled;
"I'd really like to learn to play Backgammon. properly."
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Post by Syre the BlackGatomon on Sept 11, 2018 22:38:46 GMT
Syre, at this point, just had to accept that her brother was a bit of a sensitive 'mon. The face of that scary Renamon, just one day prior, seemed like almost ancient history as this fox shrunk down, ears flat as he tried to avoid eye contact. Whatever they had done, it seemed to have somewhat hit a nerve on the poor guy.
Syre didn't want to press him, but really, were they at all alike? Well, it wasn't like one could choose family! That last question was asked with a smile, and it seemed to provoke a bit of thought from the Renamon. Just what was fun to him? Had he ever had the chance to ask himself that, out in the woods? It took a little longer than Syre expected for him to answer, and when he did, she gave a laugh!
"Heh, fine by me! Just don't try and move my pieces this time, alright?"
Giving her brother a playful elbow, she'd lead the way back to the library. Well, this was going to be the start of an interesting family, wasn't it?
[Exit!]
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