MCYT RANDOMNESS 2

Just Playing Games pt2

Scar treats my injuries in silence as we sit in Xisuma’s base, waiting for him to talk with us. Tears run down my face. I don't cry any more than that. But Scar still shuffles closer.

‘Don’t blame yourself, Cub. We had no clue he was there,’ he whispers.

‘I hit him with vex magic. I hurt him,’ I glance over at the door through which, as far as I know, Skizz is still lying in agony. Scar forces me to look away, towards him.

‘We didn't know.’

‘I should’ve known.’

‘You didn't. And we’ve told the hermits before to stay out of our business if it looks dangerous.’

‘Skizz is new.’

‘He’s been here over a year. We said it at the start of the season, we’ve said it since… come on, Cub. He’d already shoved you. He didn't have to get aggressive with us.’

I don't speak. Scar dabs healing potion over a scratch on my shoulder. There’s voices outside Xisuma's base, getting louder.

Impulse.

‘...with vex magic for trying to help them?! That’s bullshit, Tango! Why the fuck are you taking their side!’

‘I’m not taking their side! But Skizz was as much of an idiot as they were… we all know if there’s vex shit going down, we find someone who can handle it instead of running in face-’

They enter the room.

‘...first…’ Tango stops, an arm out in front of Impulse. ‘Hey guys.’

‘Cub.’ Impulse’s glare cuts straight through me.

‘It wasn't his fault,’ Scar shoots back, before Impulse can say any more. ‘Cub had no way of knowing it was Skizz.’

‘You hurt him.’ Impulse says. There is ice in every syllable. ‘You hurt Skizz.’

‘I'm sorry. I didn't mean to.’

‘When all he was doing was trying to keep you safe.’

‘We were safe,’ Scar spits back.

‘How the fuck would Skizz know that when you’re covered in blood and screaming at each other?! Any hermit would think there was something wrong, that- that you were possessed, and right in the middle of Tango’s game?! Seriously?!’

‘If Skizz was worried, he should’ve told someone. He chose to put himself in danger.’

‘And how did you repay him?’

‘Impulse, come on. You’re here to see Skizz.’

‘Fuck off, Tango,’ Impulse snaps. Scar continues glaring back at him.

‘It’s fine, Scar,’ I mutter.

‘If you want to argue with them later, sure, but Skizz wants to talk to you.’

‘Fine.’ Impulse obeys. His accusing stare doesn't shift from me and Scar as he stalks further into the room. I hug closer to Scar, unable to meet it.

And then Impulse attacks.

He kicks Scar, right in the side. Scar lets out a yelp, curling up. I’m on my feet. Impulse just continues on faster, into the next room, slamming the door behind.

‘HEY- HEY! IMPY WHAT THE CRAP?!’ Tango shouts as he runs after. I fall back next to Scar.

‘I’m fine,’ Scar lies, wincing with pain. There are tears in his eyes. ‘I’m fine… that- ow…’