[ god, OW. he squirms and sits up, looking suitably tired and swats at julian's foot. ]
But everybody liked you.
[ 'liked' is a mild word. 'liked' doesn't really cover trying to copy his whole style, or compulsively showing off, or sneaking out of bed to go on reckless midnight adventures chasing ideas of heroism. he half-wonders if things hadn't blown up, if his past hadn't gotten out, if he'd have clung to julian the way he'd clung to rahne. stumbled through some awkward phase of hating himself for liking a dude, before maybe getting over it when all their friends started dying. the thought is both sobering and embarrassing.
not everybody liked julian. the one he let into his inner circle did. the rest - they respected him enough to listen. ]
( fine, fine. one of those nice metal hands reaches down to haul josh up to try and shove him towards the bed. if he's going to pass out, at least do it on bed. )
They respected me because they knew I knew what I was doing. Because I wasn't a mess who couldn't tell right from left half the time. Because I showed my team respect, and earned their trust right because of it.
[ alright alright, he's up. he'll flop onto the bed, blinking one blank eye over at julian.
he's not leadership material. he's not even good second in command material. they both know it. julian wouldn't be obligated to babysit him if it wasn't. ]
Yeah, I know. You could stand to learn to be a little nicer though.
( no, josh isn't leadership material. or right hand man material. he's--a good lackey, when he likes someone well enough. knows how to follow orders, not how to give them. which is fine for julian. he already had a second in command, he doesn't need another one. )
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he is, however, laughing. his arm folds over his face. ]
What are you, Cyclops?
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( fingers of his left hand curling into a fist, before he's raising it up to his forehead and dropping it back down. just testing it. )
I'm Hellion.
( he sounds pleased, at least. )
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[ and now we're in hell.
he mulls over the next words in his mind for a moment. ]
Who'd you start bullying when I skipped town?
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( maybe. maybe he does. )
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[ god he's so tired. ]
It means you liiiiike them.
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( just. going to kick at josh's side, a little. since he's on the ground and all. )
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'Started' is the key word there.
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( you know, as bros. until josh ruined it. )
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[ he's gonna get kicked for that, he tries to anticipate it. ]
I liked you too.
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Get up.
( first. second-- )
I know.
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But everybody liked you.
[ 'liked' is a mild word. 'liked' doesn't really cover trying to copy his whole style, or compulsively showing off, or sneaking out of bed to go on reckless midnight adventures chasing ideas of heroism. he half-wonders if things hadn't blown up, if his past hadn't gotten out, if he'd have clung to julian the way he'd clung to rahne. stumbled through some awkward phase of hating himself for liking a dude, before maybe getting over it when all their friends started dying. the thought is both sobering and embarrassing.
not everybody liked julian. the one he let into his inner circle did. the rest - they respected him enough to listen. ]
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( fine, fine. one of those nice metal hands reaches down to haul josh up to try and shove him towards the bed. if he's going to pass out, at least do it on bed. )
They respected me because they knew I knew what I was doing. Because I wasn't a mess who couldn't tell right from left half the time. Because I showed my team respect, and earned their trust right because of it.
It's part of being a leader.
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he's not leadership material. he's not even good second in command material. they both know it. julian wouldn't be obligated to babysit him if it wasn't. ]
Yeah, I know. You could stand to learn to be a little nicer though.
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Being nice never got anyone anything.
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People being nice makes the world less hard to live in.
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( mr traumatized who gets taken advantage of a lot. )
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I got to do that for you.
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( josh is his lackey now, of course he's nice to julian. that's part of the deal. his hands still remain--still, by his side. unmoving. )
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( he just woke up but fine, whatever. he'll roll back into bed. )
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If the X-Men'd been better to me, I would've been there to put them back on.
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[ it's a bad idea to poke the bear. he knows that. ]
It's hard. Being alive, Julian, it's hard... being an asshole just makes it that much harder for everyone, and you.