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— Бра́тья Карама́зовы
Within two weeks he had lost nearly half his family.
It was the last foundation that he could grasp, his family. It was the one blessing he had to enjoy after every torture he put his mind to. And even that was ripped away from him. Ivan simply was at a loss for how to react.
It truly felt like a stab in the back, by all his theories and philosophies. He was beginning to bore himself with the day-to-day duties, but when he said he wanted a passionate experience of life, he was not expecting this. No, quite the contrary. And he could not even reconcile that his mother was safe now in another life, that this all aligned with a creator's plan. It only sedimented his fury and self-centered view.
In this time of confusion, he strangely enough found himself gravitating to Caustic. With the nuclear family in shambles, Ivan was only gasping at the surface of a vast ocean. He told himself that he was going to the wolf's house, because he meant to all those days ago when Caustic's lab exploded. But he knew that to not be the case, because he had watched the spat between the doctor and Alaric with wide eyes, not quite fearful, but certainly distressed. Ivan wouldn't risk his life to attempt more interaction so soon. Instead the young cat busied himself with training the eaglet and spending time with his father, but now there was no normal. The bird was missing and if Ivan had fear of his father before, now was the time it ought to intensify.
That was why he limped up to Caustic's home and rapped his paw against the door.
[member=10990]CAUSTIC.[/member]
It was the last foundation that he could grasp, his family. It was the one blessing he had to enjoy after every torture he put his mind to. And even that was ripped away from him. Ivan simply was at a loss for how to react.
It truly felt like a stab in the back, by all his theories and philosophies. He was beginning to bore himself with the day-to-day duties, but when he said he wanted a passionate experience of life, he was not expecting this. No, quite the contrary. And he could not even reconcile that his mother was safe now in another life, that this all aligned with a creator's plan. It only sedimented his fury and self-centered view.
In this time of confusion, he strangely enough found himself gravitating to Caustic. With the nuclear family in shambles, Ivan was only gasping at the surface of a vast ocean. He told himself that he was going to the wolf's house, because he meant to all those days ago when Caustic's lab exploded. But he knew that to not be the case, because he had watched the spat between the doctor and Alaric with wide eyes, not quite fearful, but certainly distressed. Ivan wouldn't risk his life to attempt more interaction so soon. Instead the young cat busied himself with training the eaglet and spending time with his father, but now there was no normal. The bird was missing and if Ivan had fear of his father before, now was the time it ought to intensify.
That was why he limped up to Caustic's home and rapped his paw against the door.
[member=10990]CAUSTIC.[/member]