Hey, teacher, leave them kids alone

[strikefirster]

Who: Johnny, Daniel, Ortus, Gideon Nav's Exquisite Corpse, Paul, Kaworu, Deku, Harrow, Maybe more?
What: Kidnapping, Forced Adoption, Getting these kids away from the Emperor
When: Shortly after boatgate
Where: The Bone House and Cobra Kai

Content Warnings: Probably references to Murder, Manipulation, Johnny Lawrence.

Prompts and Mingle will be in the comments.

Comments

[terriblepurpose]

No.

[ She delivers the news fretfully, and with a tinge of shame. It is not proper for an Omen to lose track of her Sleeper. ]

I know where he should be. But he goes away from me. I do not know where. His body is outside, with the boy-wizard.

[ Sophia tucks herself in close once again, a huddled, nearly invisible passenger. She remembers the smell of horses, even if she's never scented one herself. There is something about the rock that does soothe her, a sense-memory not her own. She pulses the coordinates of her Sleeper's physical form to the other Omen. ]

When she was gone, in the other girl, where were you? Do you remember?

[lipochrome]

[ Big Boy knows what it is to go away. To be separate, fractured, less. There is no judgment, only the steadiness of someone with a job to do.

Her calm is disturbed by the other Omen's question. There is a shock of fear, too quick for Big Boy to hide. Sophia's question does not have an answer in words, because there are no words to describe what happened to her Sleeper's soul. What happened was an atrocity. The best Big Boy can do is an amalgam of gone-drowned-eaten-lost, and even that is not enough.

(There are parts of Big Boy that are missing, even now. Bald patches in her coat, places where the smoke does not fully coalesce, no matter how hard she tries.) ]

[terriblepurpose]

[ Sophia does not coo and pet as some Omens do. Her comfort is a quiet dig of snout into neck, pressure that insists on being felt. ]

We would have brought you back.

[ She had been tucked inside her Sleeper's heart when he dove off the side of the ship, reaching for a body he never quite touched. She had already been gone, thought they did not know, would not have believed. The moment when the covenant had been broken. ]

We bring each other back.

[ Like Big Boy does now, giving Sophia substance and form even if she cannot hold her own. ]

[lipochrome]

We do.

[ Big Boy flicks her tail, a thank you that is almost playful. It's not the easy dismissiveness of her Sleeper, though. It's not as difficult for Big Boy to make her gratitude felt, especially when Sophia points out they look out for each other. ]

But I hope you don't ever have to. She -- [ and there's only ever one she to Big Boy, a Sleeper who doesn't like her, but needs her all the same ] -- doesn't like going there. It scares her.

[ Sophia's Sleeper is probably scared too, and at that thought, Big Boy quickens her pace, sticking her snout into various buildings and crevices where a mouse's boy might hide as she goes. ]

[terriblepurpose]

[ Sophia grooms Big Boy's mane in answer, with a warm draping of solicitousness transmitted through the ephemeral connection of Omens. She knows about having a frightened Sleeper, held apart and away from themselves, and whatever suffices as her heart bruises for her fellow Omen and that laughing, golden-eyed girl.

If she has more to say, it's cut short by Big Boy nosing into a dusty backroom, where the body of Sophia's Sleeper stretches out his arms and blinks as the right soul surfaces behind the right eyes. He is fuzzy with absence, and so doesn't question the apparition of this unknown Omen until Sophia flickers a call to attention to him, as she often does. ]

Hello. [ His voice is scratchy as he sits up, rubbing at cheek creased with red lines of pressure. ] You're Gideon's, aren't you?

[lipochrome]

[ Oh! There he is! Sophia might recognize the emotion Big Boy radiates as similar to Gideon when she wins a fighting match, mixed with relief. They found him! He seems relatively healthy, too, as far as Big Boy can tell these things. He does ask phenomenally dumb questions, though, but Big Boy assumes that's common to all Sleepers.

Big Boy gentle nuzzles the top of his head in the way that Gideon sometimes musses his hair, a wordless yes.

It takes her a little longer to remember how humans work. Big Boy has to come down off the high of victory, first. Once the Sleeper is adequately greeted, she asks: ] Can you stand? I can help.

[terriblepurpose]

[ Paul has always loved horses. This small one is no exception. He leans into her nuzzle with eyes that half-lid again, letting out a warm huff of breath not unlike a horse himself as he runs a hand down her arched neck. ]

Aren't you something?

[ She's a well-turned mare, to his appraisal, which does not linger on the rough, shadowy patches that are not quite whole. He loops an arm around her as he levers up to his feet, a wordless yes of his own. ]

You came looking for me. [ Like she said, he thinks, and is not sure why. ] I'm all right. But - thank you.