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WHO: Nox and you
WHERE: At Kaisou's high school, in a janitor's closet
WHEN: After school hours, mid-afternoon
WHAT: Send help, Nox is terrified of the demon neighbor in his head getting more vocal and violent
WARNINGS: Talks of violence will definitely be in here
[Ever since his hair color change, it’s not too surprising that Nox has kept himself overly busy in order to avoid really anything to do with Zodiac. After coming back home with a Pokémon, he’s mostly been absent and quiet thanks to his schedule.
So it might be a bit of a surprise to see that this post is not only from him, but it’s audio.]
Mr. Miller- [That definitely is a woman's voice, and it sounds like someone's in the middle of an argument.
Nox speaks next, and he sounds like he's doing everything he can to keep himself civil and patient.]
Ma'am, I appreciate you being passionate with your son's talent and his love of the sport, but he's not a good fit for the team-
My boy has led all his previous teams, you can't tell him he didn't make it! He's going to be a star, he needs to be on the team so he can get scholarships to college. [This time, it's the father speaking, and it's evident Nox's tolerance is wearing thin.]
I understand the need to have a great future, sir, but he deliberately goes and bullies the rest of the team and puts them down, I can't have that for the season.
Our son is GOING to be on your team, Mr. Miller, and if you disagree, maybe we need to bring up your teaching abilities to the administration.
[At that, something snaps, and Nox blurts out exactly what he's feeling.]
Well maybe if your kid wasn't such a goddamn prick, I'd reconsider.
[Oh. Oh fuck, that absolutely just came out of his mouth with no restraint and wasn't professional at all. Even worse, there's an underlying desire to rip off someone's arm to solve the problem.
The next thing heard is the sound of a door closing shut, along with a lock being turned before what sounds like Nox actually slumping to the floor of wherever he is. He's breathing hard, swallowing and trying not to shake. It shows in his voice and his tone when he speaks.]
Please tell me someone here knows techniques that can calm down someone who suddenly has violent thoughts- asking for a friend.
[Please help he's terrified, his demon neighbor is now frighteningly louder than ever and Nox is finding he's not always against wanting to not do as it says.]
WHERE: At Kaisou's high school, in a janitor's closet
WHEN: After school hours, mid-afternoon
WHAT: Send help, Nox is terrified of the demon neighbor in his head getting more vocal and violent
WARNINGS: Talks of violence will definitely be in here
[Ever since his hair color change, it’s not too surprising that Nox has kept himself overly busy in order to avoid really anything to do with Zodiac. After coming back home with a Pokémon, he’s mostly been absent and quiet thanks to his schedule.
So it might be a bit of a surprise to see that this post is not only from him, but it’s audio.]
Mr. Miller- [That definitely is a woman's voice, and it sounds like someone's in the middle of an argument.
Nox speaks next, and he sounds like he's doing everything he can to keep himself civil and patient.]
Ma'am, I appreciate you being passionate with your son's talent and his love of the sport, but he's not a good fit for the team-
My boy has led all his previous teams, you can't tell him he didn't make it! He's going to be a star, he needs to be on the team so he can get scholarships to college. [This time, it's the father speaking, and it's evident Nox's tolerance is wearing thin.]
I understand the need to have a great future, sir, but he deliberately goes and bullies the rest of the team and puts them down, I can't have that for the season.
Our son is GOING to be on your team, Mr. Miller, and if you disagree, maybe we need to bring up your teaching abilities to the administration.
[At that, something snaps, and Nox blurts out exactly what he's feeling.]
Well maybe if your kid wasn't such a goddamn prick, I'd reconsider.
[Oh. Oh fuck, that absolutely just came out of his mouth with no restraint and wasn't professional at all. Even worse, there's an underlying desire to rip off someone's arm to solve the problem.
The next thing heard is the sound of a door closing shut, along with a lock being turned before what sounds like Nox actually slumping to the floor of wherever he is. He's breathing hard, swallowing and trying not to shake. It shows in his voice and his tone when he speaks.]
Please tell me someone here knows techniques that can calm down someone who suddenly has violent thoughts- asking for a friend.
[Please help he's terrified, his demon neighbor is now frighteningly louder than ever and Nox is finding he's not always against wanting to not do as it says.]