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Who: The Vision and you!
Broadcast: Fleetwide video
Action: Windrose
When: Today!

[The video clicks on to an unusual-looking man with maroon skin and a yellow gem set into his forehead. Though he's been a familiar sight around the Windrose, the Vision doesn't tend to post much so he wouldn't be surprised if there are many unfamiliar with him.

This is a special occasion, however. There's even what looks like a cake in the background.]

There was a slight time differential between my last memories of home and the calendar here. Namely, I seem to have missed the month of June entirely. Given that lack, today is the three hundred sixty-fifth day since I was created.

Accordingly, there is cake and ice cream on the Windrose for any who should care to visit.

[He pauses and furrows his brow slightly.]

I cannot vouch for the taste of either, but I assure you they received the highest ratings from the shops they were purchased at.

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[~~No, don't barf, that would be a waste of good cake.~~ The Vision reaches out to rub her back.]

Please, take three deep breaths. You're safe here, Wrath. See, here is Officer Snuggles. [He gestures the fox over with a quick command to give her something warm and fuzzy and friendly to clutch if she needs to.

He's not even going to touch the subject matter until she's not quite so upset.]

There. Is that better? Take another deep breath.

[Yep, she sure does clutch Officer Snuggles and breathe into his fur until she stops feeling like her brain is going to melt.]

Yeah, I'm good.

Good. [He gives her shoulder a squeeze, since her hands are clutched around the fox.]

You've come up against a contradiction in your mind. It's as if someone were to insist to you that Officer Snuggles is red. You know he is white, that he is a naturally white fox from a planet known for white foxes, and that he has always been right. But if everyone around you insists he is red, refers to him as red, and tells you that you are wrong when you insist he is white, you may begin to believe he truly is red. When you look at him, you get a headache, because you see he is white, yet your mind tells you he is red.

Does that analogy make sense to you?

Yeah, I get it.

That's part of the damage that was done to your mind. It's of the same nature--and the good thing is it can be repaired.

How do you fix it?

Traditionally, counseling. It's possible telepathy may be a viable alternative, however.

I know I should talk to a counselor. But I don't know any of the ones that are actually counselors here, so I don't trust them. [Too much baggage here. It makes her paranoid.]

Charles has been trying to help me with little things, like keeping a timed work log to help with my memory. But I don't think I could ask him to do that. He already works way too hard and cares way too much and doesn't need my bullshit on top of everything else he has.

I understand. [Hell, Atroma had made Loki a counselor.]

He's doing well with you so far, isn't he? I'm set to meet up with him and Wanda soon; they share the gift of telepathy and he's offered to help her learn it better. [He hesitates a moment.] It's possible they could both help you, so the burden isn't on one alone.

He's my friend. He's really kind. [He listens to her.] So I think he'll be really good for Wanda, his a great teacher and really patient.

I guess... that kind of thing should probably wait til Charles has taught her some though, right?

I hope so. It's part of why I want to see them together. [...And part because Wanda had asked for his presence, as simple as that. Once he's determined he can trust Charles, it will make him feel better about all of it as well, and he feels like he should meet the man in person first, see his methods.]

That would be entirely up to them, but I think it's safe to assume it won't be right away.

It'll be okay.

[This is making her feel weird again, but she's not sure why.] That's fine.

[He smiles briefly at the irony that has Wrath reassuring him after all that.]

Since the triggers for causing an...event as you've witnessed seem to be rare, it is more acceptable. Even so, I would prefer it not be delayed any more than necessary.

[She's not sure how she feels about this, either. Vision is her CO, which means she listens to him. Something is wrong in her head, and she should want it fixed. And she does. But also it's her head. It's the integrity of her brain, which has no integrity. She's not used to making these kinds of decisions for herself, so it should be good that Vision says this.

But lately she has made decisions for herself. And it's been terrifying but also powerful.

But Vision is her CO.]

Yessir.

[To even consider it takes an immense amount of trust. And yes, Wrath could leave her mind as it is: it works well enough, really, and as he's said the episodes are very rarely triggered.

But he can't shake the comparison she herself has made to the Winter Soldier. How he's capable of a great deal of damage when he's not under his own control. And yes, there's nothing here that's set either of them off--

--yet.]

I realize I'm no counselor, but the offer to speak at any time you should want to stands. I want you to be at peace with yourself.

[She nods.]

Thank you, sir.

[What does being at peace with herself even mean?]

[In either case, it should give her more than enough to think about. He gives her a smile and Snuggles an ear-rub.]

I didn't mean to distract you from the party, of course.

That's really nice of you. It's a good party. Thank you for talking to me though.

Thank you. And--

[What does he really say to that? You're welcome for giving you nausea and something close to a panic attack?]

Be well, Wrath.

Thank you, sir.

[She doesn't quite salute, but it feels like she wants to. She heads off.]

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