Day 10ish

[shiro2hero]

(It's high time I did this.)

[Oh no, someone is gearing up for one of Those Speeches. Because one of their new arrivals ticked off a box in his head, and Sam's asking for training helped.]

[And he's tired of walking on eggshells.]

(I don't know how many of you were there when I found out what my Symbiote does. I sort of wish I hadn't. But. I can't change that.)

[Yeah apparently it made him the Space Hulk. And it took at least two people to keep him from ripping someone's face off.]

(What I can do is control it. I just need to know where to start.)

(So I'm taking a lead from Sam Wilson. Asking if anyone is willing to help. I... don't think I can promise no one will get hurt, but if we're careful, maybe it'll just be me.)

[And he can live with that.]

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[vocalis]

[ Aoba's mind is filling up with static as Pidge spells it out for him. Her voice is so calm. How can she be so calm? What she says is sending him straight into a panic.

Mostly because what she says makes sense. The blackouts, the headaches, the feeling of his body moving on its own... he's denied it this long, but- ]

NO! That's not me... that doesn't happen, that can't-

[ Maybe he can deny it just a little longer. ]

[greentech]

( I - look. I'm sorry. I thought you knew. )

[ She doesn't want to hurt him. Didn't want to. ]

[vocalis]

[ A little late for that.

After hearing that, there is nothing more Aoba can put into coherent thought. Flickers of words are there, scrambled beneath turbulent emotions. Only incoherent fragments come through the connection, spilling over the network and churning it into tangled mess. ]

I knew.

I didn't know.

I didn't want to know.

Please tell me it's not real.

It explains so much.

How could no one tell me?!

The Darkling told you.

It's real.

[ Aoba scrambles to sever the connection. ]