un: @cid text; with a photo

[levindicated]

[There’s just an image at first, without preamble or explanation. ]



Anyone know who this fucking kid is?

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cw casual child abuse. old timey discipline

[levindicated]

This is different. Unusual at the very least. Surly men are common enough, and so are mouthy kids. The combination is interesting. Most boys learn to shut their gobs by the tenth time they’re slapped across the face- or else they get good at ducking. The surliness makes me think it already bores him.

text | un: robin

[brat]

You realize this is a public conversation, yes?

[levindicated]

Yes. I do. The question is- do you understand what I’m getting at?

I don’t think you’re even capable of it yet with how you and the other boy respond. All this anger and protective paranoia. All of this need for control. And for what? Does it make you feel better? Does it make you feel safe?

[brat]

( the worst part of this is - it wasn't until just recently that damian realized how weak and scared he is. does the control make him feel better? it did once. wonder who hurt him, this stupid, overgrown toddler had asked.

damian would argue the responsibility for that lays solely on his own shoulders.

unfortunately, this man has opted to bring this to a public forum, and the callout only makes damian want to listen to him even less. )

Does it make you feel better about yourself?

To publicly post a picture of a "kid" before proceeding to inquire about potential abuse that child may have faced, in a space which anyone could see?

To ask that same child if their attitude makes them feel safe?

Do you feel safe? Does this make you feel as if you have control?

[levindicated]

Ah, public. You know, you decided to harass me unbidden in public. Without introducing yourself, without enquiring about me, without even trying to be understanding of the situation.

Look around, everyone seems to already know who you are, is the thing. And your behavior is well documented and observed. I haven’t done anything that you haven’t shown everyone already.

I already know I’ve got control. And I don’t feel particularly threatened. But if it’s the public element you hate so much… why don’t we go talk somewhere private?

[brat]

My very well documented behavior of two adult men having an issue with my attitude, while no one else seems to.

One of two who is now asking me to meet in private, after conversing with an aquaintance about "taming" me as well as how I require "discipline".

I hope you realize this looks significantly worse for you than it does me.

[levindicated]

I don’t have a problem with your attitude. I don’t like that you tried to take my beer.

But listen, you’re going to have to excuse Barnabas. He just talks like that. It’s not personal.

But fine- Can’t talk to you in public, you don’t wanna talk in private. It seems like you just want to have things your way free of scrutiny or consequence.

Not sure about where you’re from, but back home when someone aggresses another person, we try to find out who it is and why it happened.

[brat]

My name is Robin. I was bored.

[levindicated]

[Not your name. But whatever. He had more interesting fish to fry. ]

And are you a man, or are you a defenseless boy- like you and your other Robin were implying?

[brat]

You sound like my grandfather. And that isn't a compliment.

What are you? Boy, man, or an idiotic, lecherous, overgrown manchild?

[levindicated]

So that’s who hurt you. Here I thought you were an orphan.

It’s a shame when our own betray us. We start looking for them in the faces of others, trying to make sense of it.

Is he still alive?

[brat]

Is that what you're after? You want to know who hurt me?

My grandfather is dead.

[levindicated]

As I said- not to you, but you read it, I wanted to get a better idea of who you were and why you behave as you do.

Is that so strange?

What if our roles were reversed?

[He’ll round back on the dead grandpa thing, for now he wonders if he can chase this particular point down its foxhole. ]

[brat]

( obviously, he would sleuth around in dark corners to investigate who this man is. but given that he's opted to bring everything out into the light - )

I would mind my own business if our roles were reversed.

But given how intent you are on getting an answer, I'll tell you:

It was pompous, self-assured assholes just like you. People who thought they deserved answers regarding things that barely related to them. Who insisted they knew best, when they obviously knew nothing given their ideas to "fix" things included hurting everyone and everything in their path.

[levindicated]

Is that what you call what happened on the trolley?

Minding your business?

I thought you said you were bored. Maybe I was feeling bored before I typed up this little bulletin. That’s apparently all the permission I need to do whatever I like, according to you.

Since we’re gleefully refusing to see things from one another’s points of view like reasonable people.

Listen. I’m not your dead grandad. I’m not whoever you were angry with before we met. Im a convenient person to be angry with because you don’t know me.

Part of being a man is being accountable for your actions. It always catches up, one way or another. All of this is nothing less than a response to your own actions.

Doesn’t feel very worth it anymore, does it?

[brat]

You misunderstand.

I wasn't angry with you for the trolley. I wasn't angry with you for deciding to search for me.

But I am angry with you now. And I will make sure to hold you accountable for your actions, Cidolfus.

Good bye.

[levindicated]

That dramatic little conversation ender works much better when the other guy can’t still send you messages.

UN: Red Robin

[mostdangerousbird]

This one learned how to hit back.

[levindicated]

I did too. That’s the bit that comes after you dodge. But there’s more to life than meeting it with your fists.

[And here’s Robin, proving him utterly right.]

[mostdangerousbird]

I never said there wasn't. Then again, I wasn't the one to bring it up in the context of minors.

[levindicated]

What are you on about? I can tell you feel like you’ve caught me in some irrefutable damning thing, but you’ve got nothing.

What precisely do you think I’m guilty of?

Is it a crime to notice that a boy who has been beaten acts like it?

How old is this boy if you’re calling him a minor? He’s short, sure, but he is built and stands postured like a fighter. He can’t be much younger than I was when I left home.

cw passing mention of child abuse

[ascarylady]

Looks like the birds found your little post.

I don't know about where you're from, but surly children are common where I'm from, for lots of reasons. Including yours, but most of the ones I know tend to hit back if you try.

[levindicated]

I know, and they’re pecking it to pieces. Shame. Say, are robins a fearsome bird where you’re from?

I call them children, but they’re men, really. Old enough to join an order of knights or worth the risk to passing mercenaries to take you in. They’re old enough to fight, they’re just small. Malnutrition is common enough, but they might have a couple years to get ahead here.

[ascarylady]

Anything surviving where I'm from is fearsome or it's dead, so probably.

I really doubt malnutrition has anything to do with their heights, though.

[ Short ass little kids. ]

[levindicated]

That so? They’re just little birds where I’m from.

True enough. Some lads are just unlucky like that. I’d be angry too if I were so short.