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Four was sitting somewhere in an empty blue room, he had created it himself... It was not in the hotel, the Alexandrian did not want to be there (it was too noisy), but created in a cave, he also gave the color himself. He didn't get too steamed up, he just needed a place where no one could get at him... Even the X court was not allowed to interfere with thinking about things.
I think this place needs to be considered in more detail... The room has no wallpaper, but just dull bare blue stone walls, the floor is cold and the same stone as the walls (the same applies to the ceiling), it has a bedside table and a closet where all the junk is stored that is not too valuable to store in EXIT, but too important in accessibility and personal to store in the Two hotel (There's basically a one-two head start in the hotel and there's nothing left, just for washing or just completely unnecessary junk that can be thrown away) . The bedside table and wardrobe are made of wood, bluish with dark blue doors, a golden handle in the shape of a "4" or the Handicap itself. In addition, there is a delicate blue table neatly against the wall, it is also made of wood, the most standard table, and there are some little things on it now. The chair is against the other wall, basically about the table, but much further away, Faure usually did everything at the table standing up, unless he was eating, and then he could eat standing up. The chair itself is more likely turquoise, and its legs are most likely made of gold, Vor could have conjured it as much as he wanted. There is a bed next to the chair, it is rarely used at all and is needed more for decoration, it is made of the same wood, it is carved, its dark blue walls were strong enough and proud, the sheets were pale blue, soft, but not so soft as to fall through, the pillow was rich blue with golden the edging and the view are all the same "4" . There was a medieval lamp at the top that was still blue, but with gold elements and candles that softly illuminated the room. A battered mirror stood alone above the bedside table, it was not created by a Handicap, it was simply found, its edging, no matter how ironic, was with a blue tint, there were strange, crooked and simply unreadable letters on the same edging, the glass was old, scuffed and slightly cracked. And exactly the same was its owner, who looked into it.
Not... Seriously. Not only did Two select its participants, but also what happened to the remaining participants of the BFB at the end of the season, even though everything got better...So those excluded from EXIT also managed to escape! And they were so happy. Is that what Faure did wrong? That's what they didn't like about him? All of them? Right... He himself is a mistake. One big mistake.
So he mocks and is cruel to the participants of his show... Which wasn't even his, it wasn't Four who started it. He's been holding it for six years (even though it's not much (in his opinion)) excluded from EXIT , here he is now at the Two hotel. Here he is rejecting the Purple Face , despite the fact that he wanted to help .Oh, and here he locks Wang in the moon! Yes, that could have been a mistake too, maybe there was another way... And not to say that he is a great friend for Clock and X. It's all his fault, isn't it? Four dug his own grave.
It was getting more and more sickening to look in that very mirror... An Algebraian could easily change his appearance, be whatever he wanted, with any appearance, but... It wouldn't change his actions, it wouldn't change the feeling that he was about to throw up because of his reflection, even though he wasn't actually vomiting. He will still be a blue alien in the shape of the number four. He deserved to suffer, didn't he?
It was so bad, so bad, and I wanted at least something to distract me... And then, in the corner of his vision, something stands out slightly on the table. Scissors , the standard scissors that he swiped from That One, they were sharp, green (thus standing out strongly from the general background). It was his salvation, right?...
The scissors cut like clockwork ... Four stared in fascination, unable to tear himself away from this sight... He kept cutting and cutting, carefully, painstakingly, thoughtfully...He liked the picture that was starting to take shape from this. It was beautiful. He couldn't stop, he needed more and more and MORE!
And so... He's looking at what he's done... Four snowflakes made of paper. They turned out so beautiful! He took out paints and painted the white snowflakes in dark blue, after which he attached ropes to them and glued them to the wall above the bed. It turned out beautifully! The walls seemed less bare and empty now.
I also wanted to make a poster for myself with all the participants of the BFDI, pasted it in another place. Yes. He can still move on!
Yes... Once he wanted to commit suicide, once he had thoughts of hurting himself, but... What about healthy ways? Why didn't he even consider these options right away? He can create in his little room!
Moreover, he's not the one, if Two ask politely enough... Four will be able to send letters to Clock! And by the way, Deuce himself was trying to fix to establish contact with him, therefore, he would obviously not mind fulfilling the request to say where all the excluded people are. Maybe they'll even have a neutral relationship in the future...
And X is still his best friend, a friend forever! It's not for nothing that his name sounds in the word "FOURever"! They can spend a lot of time together, playing, chatting, painting, flying, dreaming. Oh, yes!
And maybe it will be possible to get along with the participants later... Lollipop was cool, for example! And he'll release Purple Face later... At least as a normal assistant.
This makes a smile spread across the face of the Algebraist, but... Not the usual one , but sincere, warm. The reflection didn't make me feel sick anymore. Yes, this condition can still return, things can't magically get better, but... He can gradually do something about it, even when it returns, just cope and be distracted by it.
Four grinned and trudged over to the bed... He doesn't need to sleep, but... He is ready to give himself up to sleep and rest. And start a new day tomorrow with renewed vigor! And start acting.
After all, your problems can be solved not only by shouting, self-harm, quarrels and driving to death. You can try a healthy way!