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[brushoff]

"You've reached the inbox of one Dorian Gray. Don't forget to leave me a message. If you're interesting, I'll get back to you."

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[monsterjohann]

He would normally have questions. Challenges. But not now. Now, he stands, following him obediently. He fires off a quick message to Archer after he checks his communicator, and then waits for him.

[brushoff]

They're headed to the Enclosure. Dorian punches in the program, then opens the door for Johann. It's the rage room simulation that they've used before.

"You're pissed," he says, looking at his inmate. "You're pissed at Florian for dying, you're pissed at Envy for causing the explosion in the first place, you're pissed at me because I haven't taken you to Zero and most of all? You're pissed at yourself for getting Florian killed. That's a lot of complicated feelings which we can talk about later when you aren't as much of a live wire. So right now? You're going to take this baseball bat and smash everything in this room."

Cw: self harm thoughts

[monsterjohann]

Johann doesn't enter this room with glee. He doesn't enter it with excitement. He sees that glass and those breakables and wishes he could cover himself in them and never return. Encase himself in shards of glass forever.

It would be freeing.

He takes the bat and, with a loud cry, slams it across the glassware on a table.

[brushoff]

"There we go," Dorian says, with a nod. He looks over to Johann, simply watching his inmate as he continues with,

"Keep going."

[monsterjohann]

He's angry and fearful and frustrated, though all of it is directed at himself. He's so fucking stupid. He should have known better. He should have told him. He should have locked the door. He should have should have should have

He fucked up, he fucked up, he fucked up...

He hits the table again and again as hard as he can until the bat actually splinters in his hands.

"I don't want this," he says, pushing past Dorian and to the door. "Let me change it."

[brushoff]

Dorian simply stands and watches, paying attention as Johann absolutely shreds that table. He can only imagine what sort of self-loathing is going through that head right now—he'll give his inmate some space. When he goes to the door, Dorian nods, following him outside.

"Where do you want to go? I'll get it set up."

[monsterjohann]

"Don't bother," he mutters, programming in the exact location he wants.

And when he opens the door again, it's the Black Moon, the Nord Sea. The stars are bright in the sky, reflecting off of the inky water.

Ignoring Dorian completely, he walks right for the water, all the way up to his waist, enjoying the biting cold.

[brushoff]

Dorian follows Johann inside, though he doesn't get in the water himself. He watches Johann, partly curious to see what he's going to do next. From the shoreline, Dorian points out,

"You know, there were only two ways you could have prevented Florian from being hurt. One of them, I doubt you could have accomplished: convince Envy not to do whatever the fuck he did. But the second one was easy enough. You said you told Florian to stay away. Did you tell him what was going to happen if he didn't?"

[monsterjohann]

He doesn't mind the water at all. It's cool. It's cleaning.

This is where he belongs. It's where he was born and created and summoned.

"I didn't want him involved. He doesn't involve me in his plans."

[brushoff]

"Well that's a problem," Dorian bluntly points out. "Him not involving you in his plans means that sooner or later? You're going to get hurt and it'll be his fault."

[monsterjohann]

In the Enclosure, the water doesn't work the same was that it dies at home. So he has no reason to walk out just yet.

"No," he laughs, bitter. "He's too clever for that."

[brushoff]

Dorian sighs and shakes his head before pointing out,

"People who are too clever don't die like a chump." A pause before, "They don't die like a chump multiple times."

[monsterjohann]

The rage bubbles up in him, the rage and indignation, but he's - tired.

"Just shut up. If you won't help me, then at least leave me alone."

[brushoff]

"What do you think I'm doing?" he dryly points out. "This is helping. If I didn't give a shit, I'd let you stew in your own self-loathing—you're getting dangerously close to my brand with that, by the way."

[monsterjohann]

"I've killed him twice, Dorian. Who else should I blame?"

He turns and starts walking back to shore.

[brushoff]

And Dorian follows, not letting Johann out of his sight.

"The blaming isn't the problem. The stewing in it is. You did kill him twice. Congratulations! You get to join the very exclusive club of people who routinely fuck over their lovers. The question now is: what will you do to make sure it's not a third time?"

[monsterjohann]

"Run. Disappear. Do what I always do," he says with a sneer. "That's all I'm good at."

That's what Florian had said to him. Asked him why he didn't just disappear instead of killing the professor.

It's what he did the first time. Floated out to sea, hoping to disappear.

"The last time, Johann became John. Johann died and I became something else."

[brushoff]

"Wrong answer."

It's just said so blunt, so forceful, totally matter-of-fact as Dorian stares Johann down. "Try again. What will Johann do to make sure it's not a third time?"

[monsterjohann]

"Nothing," he says, finally coming onto shore and sitting on the rocks. "I don't do anything."

[brushoff]

"Fuck that. You can do whatever the hell you want. You can tell Florian what you're doing, you can make sure that you don't do reckless things, you can work with Florian and other people, you can you can lock him in his room whenever you do something reckless."

Dorian shakes his head before pointing out, "You're not a tool. You're your own person."

[monsterjohann]

"Do you remember when we first met? You pushed me like this then, too. Respectfully," and he says it with no respect at all, "Fuck you."

[brushoff]

"I push you because I know you can take it," he snaps back. "And because I hate people who run away from things."

[monsterjohann]

"Then I suppose you must hate me, Herr Gray, because this ends when I am gone."

He leans back on his hands. Melancholy is a relatively new emotion for him, but this place has beat into him that he cannot simply escape. He feels like a caged animal, resigned to his fate, having paced himself into exhaustion.

[brushoff]

"This ends when you graduate." When Dorian looks at Johann, he's looking at him with absolute determination, a steely glare. But when he speaks, it's with absolute certainty.

"That's not running away. That's making a choice." There's a moment when he sighs. "You're smart, Johann. You're smart, crafty, and if I'm guessing correctly? Right now you hate yourself more than anybody else in the Barge. So what are you going to do with that hate? How are you going to direct it?"

[monsterjohann]

"By going off and doing another killing spree," he sayswers with some of that old sarcasm in his tone.

"I should revisit all the classics. All the ones I killed before. That kid shouldn't be the only one."