Lt. Carter Blake (![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
lieutenantantichrist) wrote2013-05-31 01:14 am
lieutenantantichrist) wrote2013-05-31 01:14 am
[6] Action for Violet/Everywhere [Fourth Wall Event]
[Blake is in his apartment minding his own business when there's a flash of light.]
When it fades, nothing seems different for a minute. All's normal and as it should be, everything in its place. After a second, it sinks in. There's something that's been out of place for months, and all of a sudden the feeling of nakedness is gone.]
[He pats his side, and there's the good, reassuring weight of his gun, right where it should be. He takes it out to give it a look over, and it's exactly as he remembers it. He puts it back and feels more himself than he has since he got to this damn place.]
[That's when he notices there's a lot of strange noises outside.]
[Blake opens the door and steps out.]
[He takes a good look at around.]
[He thinks it over.]
Nope.
[He turns around to go back inside.]
When it fades, nothing seems different for a minute. All's normal and as it should be, everything in its place. After a second, it sinks in. There's something that's been out of place for months, and all of a sudden the feeling of nakedness is gone.]
[He pats his side, and there's the good, reassuring weight of his gun, right where it should be. He takes it out to give it a look over, and it's exactly as he remembers it. He puts it back and feels more himself than he has since he got to this damn place.]
[That's when he notices there's a lot of strange noises outside.]
[Blake opens the door and steps out.]
[He takes a good look at around.]
[He thinks it over.]
Nope.
[He turns around to go back inside.]
[Action]
Humans cut trees down to make things!? They don't just use the dead wood that falls!?
[He's only ever had to deal with poachers. Loggers have never shown up.]
[Action]
Yeah, that's how they make houses and shit. Can't just wait around on luck, you'd never get enough.
[Action]
They probably waste parts of the trees too, just like they do with animals.
[Well there goes his good mood.]
[Action]
[It doesn't come out quite as sharply sarcastic as it should. Blake can still feel leaves.]
Nobody else knows about all this. There's no such thing as tree psychics back in my world. They're just things. Shouldn't be able to think. No brains in wood.
[Action]
Just because they don't know it doesn't make it okay.
I guess that you don't need a brain to think.
[Action]
Fuck. I didn't need to know that every bookshelf had a life story.
[He's not gonna go and feel bad about it, but it's weird.]
[In quiet, bemused amazement] The looniest of the hippies were right all along.
[Action]
[Humans = Animals in his mind. And yet he's drawn a reasonably accurate conclusion from that premise.]
[Action]
[For the first time in a long, long time, his brain's been smacked hard enough to knock it out of its calcified habits and make him see things differently. It's an uneasy feeling.]
You know what? It is, isn't it.
[Action]
Lots of animals fight over things like that. Pokémon and humans are the only kinds of animals that I know about who fight for other reasons.
[Action]
[This is firmer ground for him. Something he knows.]
Mates and territory. People are always killing each other over that kind of thing. Sex and money. Then every once in a while somebody thinks up something new and different out of the goddamn blue.
Hey. If plants and animals can think, can they be crazy, too?
[Action]
[Action]
Never seen Old Yeller, huh.
[He gives the kid a long look.]
You probably shouldn't.
Though even that's for something like a good reason. People, they kill each other for the craziest bullshit, and most of the time there's nothing extra to blame.
[Action]
Do the humans who do things like that like to hurt other people?
[Action]
[Not one of Blake's favorites as a kid. Sure it's true, but that doesn't mean you have to put a sappy soundtrack with it.]
[He looks over at Apollo to see if he's serious. He lets out an ugly, humorless laugh at the honest look on his face.]
Kid, have you ever met people?
[Action]
[He looks annoyed at the laugh.]
I've met humans here. Back home the only human I ever talked with was Grandpa. All of the other humans didn't want to talk. They just went around hurting everyone and trying to hurt me when I tried to stop them. I used to think that they didn't care that they were hurting the animals, but when I came here I found out that most humans can't talk to animals, so now I don't know if they even know that they're hurting anyone.
[Action]
Yeah, nobody else can do that. It wouldn't help as much as you think if they could. People hurt plenty of things they can talk to, too. Some of them like it better that way.
[Blake leans back on his hands on the rock, looking up at the leaves.]
You can't change the world or stop anybody from being bastards. Let your heart start bleeding and everybody'll just step on you and steal your shoes after you pass out.