happy father's day - blindrun

[merging]

 [Honestly? He's been here wayyy longer than he planned to be. He knew it'd be hard to escape, but it had to be possible. That's what he kept telling himself. Days turned into weeks turned into months and now? It's been over a year.

The other Inquisitors still don't completely treat him like one of them. Or maybe teasing is their way of doing so? He rolls his eyes whenever they call him "baby brother", thinking they could at least have some sense of professionalism. But everything's been going okay for the most part. As okay as it can be when you're an Inquisitor-in-training.

Except today was... well, it was something else. They were assigned to ambush a small rebel cell that was said to be working with a Jedi. It should've been easy, except for the part where it wasn't. The rebels got away and the Inquisitors had failed. Now Ezra's standing outside the Grand Inquisitor's office while the adults debrief. It's frustrating, being left out like this, but he also knows there isn't much he can do about it.]

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[merging]

Sorry. But I think for myself.

[And he walks out, closing the door with a small wave of his hand.]

[blindrun]

[ the door closes and third brother stares, fuming. he just spent an entire night being tortured and tormented to protect ezra from the grand inquisitor's wrath, made a plan for him to save his parents, and that's the thanks he gets? this is how he's treated, how he's disrespected? he's done nothing but train, care for, and protect ezra for over a year but no. no, the parents he thought were dead, whom he hasn't seen for nearly a decade, are somehow more important than him? what have they even done for ezra!?

The problem is you aren't loyal.
I'm loyal to you.

he blinks, breathes in and then turns around. the steel desk behind him has been crushed under an extreme force and though no one can see it, his eyes are blown out in a piercing yellow. ]