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"I'm not letting you walk, I'm going to carry you."

swn001forte:

swn001forte:

"What - no - I c’n handle it," Forte said, wobbling back and forth where he stood. Or rather, leaned, since he wasn’t sure he could stand up straight at the moment. Unless it was the tree wobbling back and forth, but he kind of doubted that. “‘s my mistake, I’ll walk back on m’ own."

"Yeah, well, him’ bein’ hurt doesn’t justify what he did," Forte said, scowling. "I know that much. He still shouldn’t have done it, an’ poor treatment…. ‘s no excuse for screwin’ up that bad," he said, unable to articulate more clearly while he was distracted by the damage he’d taken from the crash in the tree.

Her smile just got wider. “Of course. And he knew that. For that person had gotten him to finally begin admitting to himself his faults and problems. And so he learned the first lesson, to accept what he did as something that couldn’t be taken back. And things he couldn’t take back, he had to apologize for. Not just apologize with a verbal phrase, or a written note; honest work to make sure those whom he had hurt understood and knew his remorse was true.”

"Of course it took time. He was scared of the waiting, knowing they had the choice of his fate. And how surprised he was to find when those small apologies were, in fact, accepted! That person, his first friend, encouraged him, and he learned to promise and follow through on his word. He began working hard, showing that his new self could say sorry and prove that he meant it, and that he’d work hard to prove that his change was not a farce."

"I'm not letting you walk, I'm going to carry you."

swn001forte:

the-alice-blue-rabbit:

swn001forte:

"What - no - I c’n handle it," Forte said, wobbling back and forth where he stood. Or rather, leaned, since he wasn’t sure he could stand up straight at the moment. Unless it was the tree wobbling back and forth, but he kind of doubted that. “‘s my mistake, I’ll walk back on m’ own."

His grumbling just made her smile. “Y’know, you remind me of this real grumpy fellow. He acted prickly, like a downright jerk, and even did bad things sometimes when he knew it wasn’t right. Sometimes he couldn’t help it; it was just something he was used to doing to others.” Even as she spoke, her pace kept up with Gospel’s.

"Then one day he met someone who just wouldn’t take the hint and go away. Oh, they would every so often leave his line of sight, but to his irritation they’d be right back with something for him, sometimes things it turns out he needed. Sometimes he’d reject the things, most of the time ignore them, claiming it wasn’t necessary. And soon, he was confused as to why this person wouldn’t leave, even with his most foulest treatment. He’d go out of his way at times just to make a mess or trouble for them, and they’d simply clean it up and smile."

"Yeah…?" Forte asked tiredly, welcoming the distraction. "What happened, then?" He added, watching Gospel as the wolf padded away in front of them, leading them… well, the support unit knew where he was going. "Did they toss ‘im out ‘n away?"

"Something happened. That person was taken away for a while. He became upset." She replied.

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"I'm not letting you walk, I'm going to carry you."

swn001forte:

the-alice-blue-rabbit:

swn001forte:

"What - no - I c’n handle it," Forte said, wobbling back and forth where he stood. Or rather, leaned, since he wasn’t sure he could stand up straight at the moment. Unless it was the tree wobbling back and forth, but he kind of doubted that. “‘s my mistake, I’ll walk back on m’ own."

"Oh it’s alright!" She assured him, still hurrying to stay in pace with his canine partner. "And you can try to fool me, but I’m not convinced. I’m going to make sure you’re in the hands of whomever can help you." Huh, she hadn’t been in this section yet, had she? Things didn’t look quite as familiar.

Fine,” Forte grumbled, but despite the tone he wasn’t really all that irritated by this treatment. In reality, he was rather more confused. People kept treating him decently left and right and it made no sense, he certainly hadn’t earned that kind of regard!

His grumbling just made her smile. “Y’know, you remind me of this real grumpy fellow. He acted prickly, like a downright jerk, and even did bad things sometimes when he knew it wasn’t right. Sometimes he couldn’t help it; it was just something he was used to doing to others.” Even as she spoke, her pace kept up with Gospel’s.

"Then one day he met someone who just wouldn’t take the hint and go away. Oh, they would every so often leave his line of sight, but to his irritation they’d be right back with something for him, sometimes things it turns out he needed. Sometimes he’d reject the things, most of the time ignore them, claiming it wasn’t necessary. And soon, he was confused as to why this person wouldn’t leave, even with his most foulest treatment. He’d go out of his way at times just to make a mess or trouble for them, and they’d simply clean it up and smile."

"I'm not letting you walk, I'm going to carry you."

swn001forte:

the-alice-blue-rabbit:

swn001forte:

"What - no - I c’n handle it," Forte said, wobbling back and forth where he stood. Or rather, leaned, since he wasn’t sure he could stand up straight at the moment. Unless it was the tree wobbling back and forth, but he kind of doubted that. “‘s my mistake, I’ll walk back on m’ own."

Thankfully her boots were traveling ones today; her normal heels wouldn’t have handled the terrain the same way. “Right, right! We’re following!” She replied to his barks, trotting behind him and gradually picking up a little speed with their combined weight and momentum.

"He’s jus’….. jus’ impatient," Forte mumbled, shrugging. "Sorry. He’ll go at whatever pace y’re comf——comf’rble with." He paused, then added, almost as an afterthought. "But ‘m fine, really."

"Oh it’s alright!" She assured him, still hurrying to stay in pace with his canine partner. "And you can try to fool me, but I’m not convinced. I’m going to make sure you’re in the hands of whomever can help you." Huh, she hadn’t been in this section yet, had she? Things didn’t look quite as familiar.

"I'm not letting you walk, I'm going to carry you."

swn001forte:

the-alice-blue-rabbit:

swn001forte:

"What - no - I c’n handle it," Forte said, wobbling back and forth where he stood. Or rather, leaned, since he wasn’t sure he could stand up straight at the moment. Unless it was the tree wobbling back and forth, but he kind of doubted that. “‘s my mistake, I’ll walk back on m’ own."

"I can tell, and thank the Ancients, he looks like he’s just fine. Now." And Forte was right on her back again, the rabbit smiling at Gospel as her hands held the bot securely. "Good boy? Would you mind leading me to where he can be helped?"

Gospel barked again and started slowly moving in another direction, pausing a few feet away to make sure they were going to follow him. “Oof! Oof!” He barked, wanting them to hurry. Forte was hurt after all, come on already!

Thankfully her boots were traveling ones today; her normal heels wouldn’t have handled the terrain the same way. “Right, right! We’re following!” She replied to his barks, trotting behind him and gradually picking up a little speed with their combined weight and momentum.

"I'm not letting you walk, I'm going to carry you."

swn001forte:

the-alice-blue-rabbit:

swn001forte:

"What - no - I c’n handle it," Forte said, wobbling back and forth where he stood. Or rather, leaned, since he wasn’t sure he could stand up straight at the moment. Unless it was the tree wobbling back and forth, but he kind of doubted that. “‘s my mistake, I’ll walk back on m’ own."

"Your situation sounds like my friend Benedict’s. Only his wings are, ah what’d he call it? ‘Hyper mode’, I believe. Broke his at least a dozen and one times trying to learn-" Her ears went straight up as they separated, and she waved her hand to the canine unit. "Hullo." For one who carried treats on more than one occasion, Aliblu only had a few almond cookies to offer, and they were a bit crumbly from being in the box through a bumpy trip. Still, an offer was an offer.

"Ouf," Gospel greeted, and acepted the treat with as much gentleness as a wolf could offer. Forte, meanwhile, watched his support unit with a tired sort of happiness.

"He’s a good dog," Forte said, smiling. "Won’t hurt you, either. Not unless you get marked as hostile ‘n I don’t see that happening."

"I can tell, and thank the Ancients, he looks like he’s just fine. Now." And Forte was right on her back again, the rabbit smiling at Gospel as her hands held the bot securely. "Good boy? Would you mind leading me to where he can be helped?"

"/I'll carry you./"

hana-and-sakura:

the-alice-blue-rabbit:

hana-and-sakura:

"But you don’t need t—" A squeak followed when she was hoisted up. Curling onto herself, Hana resembled a ball of white and black as her aquamarine eyes stared up at Giaselle, her eyebrows furrowing, despite wincing. "Gia, put me down. I’m fine."

Fine was a very relative term.

"/In relevance to age, you are a child to me./" And he would not be budged on that; lording his age over hers was too easy. "/And if you react as one to something that can be resolved with a mature attitude, I will rightly treat you so./"

"I know, I know, no need to remind me.” She looked at him flatly, “And I told you already, I can still walk. Why you insist on carrying me—” She hissed through gritted teeth when she felt a stabbing pain on her forearm. Tuning down her sensors she sighed - she’d rather not fight him and fight pain at the same time. “… Fine.”

She still doesn’t like it though.

"/Just be satisfied that I’m aware of my position in regards to interrogating you on what you were doing to cause this./" No position, really; after all, she’d seen him with even worse wounds and states of being. "/You better have alerted Sakura./" Because he WOULD if she hadn’t.

"I'm not letting you walk, I'm going to carry you."

swn001forte:

the-alice-blue-rabbit:

swn001forte:

"What - no - I c’n handle it," Forte said, wobbling back and forth where he stood. Or rather, leaned, since he wasn’t sure he could stand up straight at the moment. Unless it was the tree wobbling back and forth, but he kind of doubted that. “‘s my mistake, I’ll walk back on m’ own."

Blink.

"Fused?"

Another blink.

That, she had not been expecting.

The rabbit very carefully set him back down, watching in case his balance was lost to prevent him from faceplanting.

"Yeah, he’s m’ support unit," Forte explained,wondering if that would just confuse her more. "Aerial mode takes a fusion,"  he added. "Couldn’t do it f’r a while, jus’…. jus’ got it back, was testin’ it. Kinn’a crashed int’ tha’ tree." As he spoke, the wings of his aerial mode folded in on themselves, and with a creaking of joints and a small lightshow due to Forte’s new chassis being more magic-based than tech-based, Gospel pulled himself free of his master and sniffed him over, before turning to inspect the bunny suspiciously.

"Your situation sounds like my friend Benedict’s. Only his wings are, ah what’d he call it? ‘Hyper mode’, I believe. Broke his at least a dozen and one times trying to learn-" Her ears went straight up as they separated, and she waved her hand to the canine unit. "Hullo." For one who carried treats on more than one occasion, Aliblu only had a few almond cookies to offer, and they were a bit crumbly from being in the box through a bumpy trip. Still, an offer was an offer.