Do guns cause violence or do people.

[baron_badass]

The young man sitting on a park bench would be unremarkable if not for a few things. The most noticeable is his pure white hair. The next thing is the steampunk style rife that is sitting in his lap. He is tinkering with it using a few odd looking tools, but that doesn't not mean he is unaware of everything going on around him.

After a moment he puts his tools aside and looks up at the world around him. "Do you believe the sins of one should be passed to others?" His voice is soft with a upper crust accent. There is a tone of sadness as he asks and hesitance as well. Almost like he both wants to hear the answer and doesn't at the same time.

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[bloodysacrifice]

The angel is not usually one to talk to others, but perhaps it is the general sadness that attracts the attention of one of the darker angels. He's dressed in battered black leather from head to toe, his oily black wings have silver flight feathers that look, and sound, like long blades. As his red eyes focus on the asker and he turns; Athena on his shoulder looks as well. The kipine is still young and curious.

It takes a moment for Moloch to speak, shark like teeth clicking with his words. "No one wants to take responsibility for sins; theirs, others. What I believe is that punishment, consequences, and sorrow will always be something that are avoided, even if that means passing it on to someone else, regardless of guilt or innocence."

[baron_badass]

Percy doesn't look afraid of the creature, more curious than anything. He smiles slightly. 'No they don't," he replied, "and yet as the last son of my family I feel...a duty to right what was done to them. I don't know if I can walk away and yet I wish to."

[stark_ravingmad]

Tony frowned a little at the young man's question but decided to answer none the less as he sipped at his AI-controlled flask and swallowed a few mouthfuls of strong, black coffee. Sins? Oh boy. The engineer had a ton of those to end him right in the very pit of fire below. Maybe it was a good thing he was dating the devil.

"Tough question, kid. To be honest? No. Whatever your parents did or whoever before you? That should be left where it is so you can move on in your own life. My father was a good man but some of his life choices weren't so good."

The whole Stark Industries thing and the weapons for the world? Yeah, those weren't so good and Tony was trying to do good now in the world instead of destroying it.

[baron_badass]

Percy bristles a bit at being called a kid when he has suffered more than most his age. As one of six siblings, Percy had always been considered as lesser than by some of his older brothers and sister since he wasn't in line for anything and he'd prefered to hide in his workshop and build things. "My...parents' sins were small to most and yet they reaped some life changing reactions." He sighs thinking of his sister and his friends against the Briarwood's. "So many have gotten hurt because of their choice to open the wrong door."

[coldsong]

"As in 'the sins of the fathers'?" Loki eyes the man briefly but has more attention for the weapon in his lap. The AV field prevents most violence here, and would probably prevent injury from accidental discharge, but it's still odd to him to see people just walking around freely with firearms and disruptors. He always has a dozen daggers on him, but you never see them until he wants to use them.

Anyway!

"As a matter of justice, no. A person's sins belong to them alone, though the influences that prompted them to transgress are important to consider as well. However, as a matter of practicality, any situation that isn't resolved by a parent or ancestor will inevitably be passed along to the descendants to handle in one form or another. If the people my father wronged come for my blood, I cannot deny that he wronged them in order to save myself. I can either fight and slay them to silence them, or attempt to make a truce and amends."

[baron_badass]

"Yes," the young man replies quietly as he stands and slides the rifle into a holster strapped to his back. Percy had learned quickly he wouldn't be able to use his guns here, but having them at hand was more a comfort than anything. He doesn't like having empty hands. Empty hands means he needs to think and thinking never leads to anything good. "So you believe in revenge then," he asks as he walks closer. "wrong them because they wronged me and all that." He chuckles dryly. "We would get along well then."

[coldsong]

He moves like trouble. Loki cannot help but find that interesting, as the god of mischief, himself--but there's a sadness to the way the stranger speaks, as well.

"I do," he agrees with a grim nod. "But I acknowledge that vengeance is a double-edged sword. Those I have wronged are numerous, and far more likely, at this point, to come for me than I am likely to attack anyone who has harmed me in the past."

"It's a more than academic question at this point," he adds with a little frown. "Since I am raising children now. My past actions are hardly their fault, but they bear my name, and they will have to find their own peace with that somehow."

Hopefully they won't end up hating him for it. He doesn't think they will.

"Are you looking for a target for your vengeance, then, or waiting to be targeted?"

[baron_badass]

Percy studies the man with an expression that speaks volumes while he says nothing at all. He may look young but he has suffered a lot. Even his clothes, while well made, have seen rough use with the colors faded and the edges torn and tattered. When his coat moves, it reveals another holster at his hip with a smaller gun settled in it. "I am the younger son of a family of six," he says, "I have gone from a future where I would have been able to choose my own path to having the burden of leadership dropped on my shoulders without warning."

A look of deep sadness crosses his face "Now only two of us survive and I am...struggling with the choices I have made to bring myself here." He rests his hand on his hip holster and after a long moment draws out the smaller gun that is styled like a steampunk revvolver and has six names written on the barrel. "I have my targets...and yet....I have been asked to become something in exchange that....could cause me to lose my humanity in exchange." He studies the gun for a long moment. "I....am unsure now what I actually want to do."

[coldsong]

"My advice may not be worth much to you, then," he says quietly, but not without a hint of compassion. "I've never been human at all, nor do I ever expect to be. I'm either a god or a monster, or both, depending who you ask."

"Of what value is your humanity to you? How much of who you are is bound up in it? I don't think the self should ever be traded, not for any power or vengeance or blessing that exists...but there is a lot more to self than species or heredity."

[baron_badass]

"I myself am not a man of belief despite the things I've seen," he admits, "it is hard to be when you've experienced what I have." He reholsters the gun and sighs softly. "but I have friends that I did not before and if I give in to...what is hunting me I fear they might end up having to hunt me."

[lzybns]

"no." Sans had been napping his time away on top of a nearby wall, keeping half a cracked socket on what was going on around him as he did. Metaphorically speaking. The question, however, was enough to rouse him although he does answer without opening his eyes sockets. This was exactly the kind of thing to attract his attention, for some reason. "the actions of one shouldn't affect those after, each person should be-" there was a word, an important one,but it's been stolen by the Coyote. Sans just sighs, and does a mental two-step to replace it with something else. He's adapting, but not happy about it. He'll be glad when the magic has passed. "-seen separately."

He feels no inclination to make a joke, when talking about this particular subject. "a person's actions are how they should be seen, not by the actions before. yes or no?"

[baron_badass]

Percy stops tinkering for a moment and considers the question. "Yes...I agree," he says quietly the sadness in his tone becoming more clear. "And I fear I have allowed the sins of my family's past...to color my own actions and now I am lost on a path I felt so sure of before."

[lzybns]

"welp. the thing about being lost is you can find things, markers or milestones, that help you find you find your way." Sans intones seriously, though not without some sympathy at the sad tone. "and if you don't like where the path is taking you, you can find new markers. paths always have bends no matter what markers you use, though." And he's really hoping you get metaphors.

[baron_badass]

"It's not that easy to do," Percy explains quietly, "in an effort to get my revenge.....I made a deal.....with a creature who won't let me out so easily."