forum Oh, It's You Again // O/O // Closed

Started June 13, 2019 by @bubblegum

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Bridge looked up, tilting his head. “Ummm…what…what makes you want to do it? You know…kill people,” He asked quietly.

"Got curious. Did some thinking and figured the army would be my best option for trying, since there wouldn't be any consequences. Turns out, I liked it, and ended up being unnervingly good at my job."

“Oh. So you just…liked it? No…motive?” He asked, looking Scipio in the eyes for once.

"Well, I suppose there's probably a resentment towards the entirety of mankind lurking down there somewhere, but for the most part, yes. I just liked it. Having control over the life or death of another human being is thrilling. It gives you a sense of power and authority." Scipio's blue gray eyes met Bridge's golden ones. There was something about Scipio's eyes that was unnerving. The way he looked at people almost as though they were pawns under his control.

Bridge shivered a little, but nevertheless didn’t look away. “That’s…I’ve never done anything close…to that,” He admitted.

"Not all psychopaths kill people, mind you. Some do, like me, of course, but there are plenty who are much more mild mannered. They simply don't feel guilt, and their empathy and sympathy is very weak. Many psychopaths can actually lead fairly normal lives."

“Really?” He looked up. “I thought…okay.”

"You thought what?" Scipio asked, cocking his head slightly to the side. He seemed to have not blinked in a while, maintaining the vaguely unnerving stare.

He looked down again, unnerved. “I thought all psychopaths killed people,” He said quietly.

Scipio shook his head. "Nope. In fact, most don't. They tend to be a little manipulative, though. Any other questions?"

He pressed his lips together and shook his head, the silence settling over him again.

"Any questions not about psychopaths? I do know about other things as well."

He quickly shook his head again, once more bringing his knees up to his chest. He didn’t know what to say - despite the conversation and protection Scipio was giving him, he was still scared, cold, and confused.

"Ya know, if you want to survive here, you're gonna have to stop being such a coward. It's every man for himself for the most part." Scipio watched Bridge calmly.

“I…I know,” He said softly. “But…yeah, I know.”

"You gotta learn how to fight, kid. Want me to teach you?"

“How…how would do you that?” Bridge asked. “I can’t - can’t fight.”

"By teaching you how to fight. What part of that wasn't clear?" Scipio stood up, the effects of being tased having mostly dissipated by now.

“N-nothing.” He responded quietly, letting his legs hang lose again and looking up at Scipio.

"Well, come on then. Stand up." Scipio stepped backwards. "I'm not gonna hurt you, don't worry."

Bridge stood, nodding slowly.

"So, what all do you know about fighting? I have to know what I'm working with." Scipio shifted his feet to a position where he'd be the most stable.

“I…I don’t know much.” At all.” He admitted, looking at the floor.

"Alright. First, just copy my position. You wouldn't end up staying this way, but it's a stable position where you can dodge attacks easily."

Bridge copied his position, looking up again. “Is…is this good?”