Thom - I don't hate you (reds)

[15:44:00] Well it wasn't like Thom was being relvant to the conversation anyways. The orange haired youth would have started to leave, not wanting to be a disturbance but rather quickly he noticed someone else making their exit. Someone that they wished to talk to. As Gala walked away from the group Thom would have teleported, following her.

She didn't make it to the Willows before Thom would have caught up, teleporting in front of the girl's path. Unlike ussual the boy didn't have a smile on his face, and in fact seemed worried. Though much like with Asami before anything else he would give the girl a hug.

"Are you ok Gala?"
(Thom)
[15:52:32] Hugged bythe older boy, Gala looks at him confused. Was she okay? Well, recent events certainly had caused her grief, but if he meant the scars? Those were older than old! Patting the boys back, Gala gave a smile.

"Yeah, I'm totally fine Thom! Why?"
(Gala)
[15:55:05] After having hugged Gala for an amount of time, patting the girl's back just in case she were sad or something the boy would have taken a step back so he could look into her eyes. There was a large amount of concern in them but he let out a calm exhale.

"Well, you mentioned scars and somoene hurting you again.. And I can't remember ever taking care of that person who wanted to hurt you.." Thom said, rubbing the back of his head before something else crossed his mind. "Oh and you were with Quazla.." There was a look of htought on his face.

".. Did you hear about them? Lily and Weiss I mean?"
(Thom)
[16:03:37] "These are from a long time ago, Thom." Reaching up to poke his nose, the little girl grins. "Don't worry though,one day? One day I'll go deal with my tormentor." Nodding confidantly, his next question causes all color to drain from her face. Oh...Oh boy. Stepping a couple feet back from Thom, a heavy exhale comes from the green haired girl. "Yes, I know about them."

"I was the one who killed them." Pausing, letting that settle inhis head, Gala looks the boy in the eyes, "But I had good reason to do it, they...They joined the imperfect, they were hurting Quazla. They were given so many chances...Over and over though, they insulted and blamed Quazla for what Valentross did to them. They JOINED the malpercian, and no one could make them see he'd corrupted them." Her gaze falls to the floor, the child tugging at her own curls.

"I could not let them continue to hurt people...So, I killed them."
(Gala)
[16:07:02] The boy seemed to relax for a moment when she smiled, told him they were from long ago, said everything was ok. "Alright, if you say we'll deal with them one day we will." Thom would have returned the smile before noticing the girl take several steps away from him, causing Thom to blink. "Gala you o-" he began before hearing her words.

'I was the one who killed them.'

Thom's eyes went wide in an instant. The glowing things dimmed a little to the light of a nightling (that being their lowest setting as the boy blinked at Gala a few times. He could believe a cruel king of nature killed the children, he could even maybe believe Quazla killed them if he squinted really really hard and tried to make it fit. But this revation.. This made the boy stop cold turkey.

"You.. Killed them.. Gala?"

Oh god his voice cracked.
(Thom)
[16:11:18] "Yes."

It seems that Gala just was not theinnocent and sweet child everyone had pegged her as. There was something dark inside her, leftovers from her days of slavery and from the Virus that made people go mad. In her weakest moments, the young girl had destroyed the source of grief in order to protect someone.

Quazla.

"Now that you know that, you can walk off all angry or, you know, all sad. You don't have to talk to me ever again...So, there."

The backlash for her actions was clear on her face, depression and defeat lay in those pink hues.
(Gala)
[16:16:25] Thom fell silent. His glowing hues looked towards the floor as he still processed it all, still tried to understand it all. Gala had killed the children.. Gala, a girl who he had known for all these years back when the two of them were in Nostvale had killed the children he was asked, begged to protect. The youth stayed still, breathing in.

"... What was the last straw? What was the last thing that you did that made you strike them down? Was it because they insulted Quazla? Was it because they attacked him? You say they had so many chances.. What was the last one?"

He looked up from the ground, looking Gala directly in the eye.

"What was it that made you decide to take your first human life?"
(Thom)
[16:21:32] "They were not my first."

A cold silence follows before Gala turns to leave. "I've explained it a hundred times, I can't talk about this anymore...I feel bad as it is Thom. Quazla had done nothing butprotect him, yet they despised him so easily, betrayed us without a second thought." Continuing to walk, Gala stops and turns to look at Thom, tears falling from her eyes.

"They almost got Quazla killed, and I will never forgive that! So go! Go and leave and....Dissapear. You're good at doing that!" Turnning back to her path, the girl with jade curls would make her way towards the Willows.
(Gala)
[16:27:31] The glowing gaze on Gala's face did not turn from her as she began to walk away. The orange haired youth merely would watch as she began to leave near wordlessly. Thoughts crawled through his mind. He could attack her like this. Thom could strike her down.

But he didn't.

He could hurt her, red her flesh from her bones, cut off an arm.

But he didn't

He could insult her, try to hurt her further emotionally.

But he didn't.

"... Fine." Thom said, pulling down his goggles to mask his eyes and face the best that he could. The boy took a deep breath before turning around and starting to go back the way he came. "If what I'm good at is dispearing.. Then thats what I'll do. Don't worry about seeing me anymore.

Goodbye Gala."
(Thom)
[16:32:38] "...." He actually said it, Gala had done just what she told the girl from before NOT to do. Why was she doing this? Maybe anger...She was so angry. They all blamed her, hated her; did they just not grasp the concept of betrayal? Why was it they clung tight to those two so tightly.

"Wait.."

Halting, not daring to turns around, one question had to be asked.

"Do you hate me?"
(Gala)
[16:39:28] Her words caused him to freeze a little, not so much from emotion but because she deserved an awnser. The boy felt only tired now, tired of the world and its endless list of impossible tasks he didn't seem to be good enough for. He took a deep breath, before turning around, onces once more obscured by the goggles he wore on his face.

"You killed Weiss and you killed Lily, who I was supposed to save. You killed the girl I justly burned, and you killed the boy who's sister I wanted to help. You killed the two that a girl almost my age came to me and begged me to save. You took away from me something I could have stopped.

Do I hate you?" The boy paused here, not speaking.

"No. No I don't. I hate this world. I hate that the weak are not strong enough to save themselves, that they are trapped, captured, and quarted, forced to do that which they don't want. I hate that the strong are the only one's who can overcome difficulties, the only one's who can save themselves or others.

But my hate is not for you." With that he would turn around once more and keep walking.
(Thom)

Note: Scene continues at this point, but we stop red texting and it eventually goes to comedy. Will use that version if requested but its actually counter inductive to logs.