on the creation of a happy little au; canon is rwby

[crutchety]

Oh, yeah. That's the word I'd use for it. Happy. I'm just a barrel of laughs over here.

Do me a solid and beat it, would you? I've got enough on my plate as it is right now without dealing with you.

[ actually since you're literally homeless you probably don't have much on your plate at all, right? ]

Hilarious.

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[stealing_ur_dust]

Happy? Who knew you were hiding another side from us.

[He knows Merc is not 'happy', but he can still give him a hard time.]

[crutchety]

[ Well there's a face anyone who doesn't live under a rock would recognize. Doubly so when you spend half your time in the underbelly of the city he loves to torment so much. ]

Hard to hide things from someone I've never met.

[stealing_ur_dust]

[He kind of makes a 'are you screwing with me' cock of his head as he tries to figure out what this reaction is about.]

I thought it was your legs that were damaged, kid. You injure your head too? It's Torchwick. The guy your boss hired? The guy that got dragged along on your little revolution. The only reason I tolerate you and the other obnoxious kiddo.

[Cinder didn't twist his arm all that hard actually, but meh. Semantics.]

[crutchety]

[ It'd be an understandable reaction, if this was the Mercury that Roman was familiar with.

But, well.

It's not. ]

I know who you are, moron. Your face is all over the news. But I never met you, I don't have a boss, and... really, I don't know what the hell you're talking about at all.

[stealing_ur_dust]

Don't call me moron, you little -

[Wait. Epiphany time.

He had considered calling Cinder to tell her one of her little pets was off his meds. But then it occurred to him: he hates these kids, this might be a good thing. LET the brat have amnesia. Cinder doesn't have to know.

He slowly lowers the cane he had started to point at Mercury.]

You're probably right. You look like someone I know and I made a mistake. That's what happened. You just look like him. Carry on with whatever.

[Who knows? Maybe the brat will wander off to do whatever people do when they aren't part of underground crime organizations. Maybe be an upstanding citizen. Churn out some brats of his own - oh there's a scary thought. But whatever he does, it won't be Torchwick's problem and that's what counts.]