[Semi-Closed]

[microbrobotics]

WHO: Hiro + CR (Semi-closed - you're welcome to come if you know Hiro/Aunt Cass/Tadashi)
WHERE: Heropa Residence #016
WHEN: July 5th
WHAT: Final resolution for Hiro's Crane influence troubles.
WARNINGS: Discussion of suicide, disturbing (and unpleasant) imagery, violence, Crane.

[ If you're at all close to Hiro (or are coming along with M'gann), you received a message to come to Heropa Residence #016 to come help sort out the poor kid's brain. The entire log will take place ICly on July 5th; however, the post itself will be open as long as necessary to allow everyone who wants to participate enough time to do so.

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Pre-Dive

Hiro's Mind
(Expo Hall)
(Red Door)
(White Door)
(Indigo Door)
(Gray Door)
(Darkness)

Waiting Outside

Aftermath

OOC Interest Gaging (in case you can't comment right away) ]

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AFTERMATH

[microbrobotics]

[ When everything is over, and people begin to wake up ... ]

[tadeadshi]

[Whether he's the first or the last to wake up, Tadashi comes back around to the world of the waking slowly, teeth chattering and shivering. It was definitely a journey and not one he'd like to revisit any time soon. He rolls over to his side, using the edge of the couch to push himself up and his first thoughts are to make sure Hiro's all right.]

Hu-hiro?

[microbrobotics]

[ Hiro is definitely the last to awaken; after all, he can't do that until everyone else has excited. So there's still a few minutes after Tadashi awakens when Hiro is very still on the couch, his brows lightly furrowed ...

But he's warm if Tadashi reaches out for him, just shy of feverish - it's a healthy sort of warmth, almost a glow. Good things are happening inside his mental space. And before long, he begins to stir. ]

Where ...

[tadeadshi]

Oh thank goodness...

[He rests an arm across Hiro and leans his head against him once Hiro's awake.]

Still at Aunt Cass' place. We finished. You're the last one to wake up.

[microbrobotics]

[ He just rolls over a bit for now then, so that he can face Tadashi from his spot on the couch. It's really the only thing he has energy for right this second. ]

It's - it's done? I'm fixed?

[tadeadshi]

Yeah. Yeah, I think so.

[He gives a little squeeze around his brother's waist before relaxing it again - he doesn't have much energy left in him.]

Don't think you should have any problems now.

[hypnotherapy]

[ Guess who's just beelining over after Tadashi's done checking on Hiro with a hot cup of coffee because wow, you look kinda bad.

He wordlessly holds out the cup for him to take. Once the drink has been delivered, he's off to get a blanket he can wrap around Tadashi (is that something he also heated? yes).

He says nothing. But it's obvious that he was worried, and worried for some time; it shows very clearly in his expression. ]

[tadeadshi]

[He takes the coffee and gladly starts sipping on it, stops only when he brings the blanket by.]

...Thanks, Magicman.

[hypnotherapy]

Mm.

[ He's going to go get a cookie or three because Tadashi looks like he needs the sugar; he'll fold them up in a napkin and drop them into Tadashi's lap. It's easy to tell how cold he is, so maybe this will work. ]

Are you feeling all right? [ Hiro obviously feels fine, but considering the state of everyone else lying around, slowly waking up.... ]

[lasthugs]

[There's a pair of hands on his back as Tadashi picks himself up. Cass, for all that she'd been worrying and how much she just wants to pull Tadashi into her arms now that he's awake, won't let herself get in his way of getting to Hiro. But she's still sitting on the couch by them, eyebrows furrowed and a cry of relief spilling from her lips anyway the moment the older brother moves.

Oh thank goodness, thank goodness. Everybody else is starting to move, too.]

[tadeadshi]

[He almost jerks when he feels the hands, but settles himself down easily enough. Looks to his Aunt and is just ... tired. But he smiles and nods to her.]

I think - I think we got it all.

[lasthugs]

Yeah? I'm glad.

[Now that he knows it's her, she raises a hand to his cheek, taking a look at his face just because. She honestly does it a lot; it's never enough.]

I knew you could. How do you feel?

[microbrobotics]

[ Hiro can't wake up until everyone else is out, but as soon as the last person wakes up ... He's quick to follow them. His cheeks flush with color that hasn't been there in months as his body temperature (previously just a shade too cold) shoots back up to normal levels. That may be indication enough that something good has happened inside his head. Also good is the way he immediately squeezes his aunt's hand as he starts to sit up.

His head is clear. He can feel that much already. Of course, it also hurts from all the stuff that happened in there, but. Details. ]

Nngh...

this is not a gag

[glitchinthesystem]

[ Incoming bag of candy coming at your face, Hiro. That's it, that's all. That's his response to you waking up.]

[microbrobotics]

[ Thanks Glitch, you're a pal. He makes a face at that. ]

-- Hey!

[glitchinthesystem]

Welcome back to the land of the living, spikes. Eat up. Time to celebrate and shit.

[ Because who needs to be depressing after what they just did? ]

[hypnotherapy]

[ Guess who's got a cat that's getting plopped (quite happily) onto your lap, Hiro.

He leans over the back of the couch, noting that immediate change, that sudden movement. ]

Good to see you again, Hiro. [ Whatever had happened, it was definitely good. ]

[microbrobotics]

[ Good kitty, best kitty. Hiro gladly scritches Mochi under his chin as he looks up at Magicman. He's really smiling again, just desperately glad to feel some kind of normal again. ]

Yeah ... yeah. I'm glad to see you again too. [ A beat. ] Is everyone out here okay...?

[hypnotherapy]

[ That's a very positive sign. He can't help but smile a little more in return, even though he's feeling the effects of stress something awful. He'll probably nap. At some point. ]

I think so. [ He's a little worried about the injury transference, but nobody seems to be too badly hurt. ] Nothing that can't be fixed.

It must have been some fight.

[lasthugs]

[She's been vibrating with anticipation as soon as the first person started to stir. Her eyes are wide and -- sorry for your head, Hiro -- the moment the boy is sitting up completely she's tugging him forward and into her arms in a tight, relieved hug. Is that strange noise a strangled sob she bites back at last minute?]

Hiro! Oh, Hiro. [No time to wonder. She's just squeezing him.] Oh Hiro, Hiro...

[microbrobotics]

[ Normally he might make a noise of teenagerly avoidance at being hugged that hard ... but right now he doesn't care about any of that. He's desperately, desperately glad to have his aunt here and holding him close after everything that's happened. It makes him feel like he's home and safe. Tears prick the corners of his eyes as he leans in to hug his aunt back just as hard.

He's warm again, and - while certainly tired and headachey - feeling better than he has for weeks. ]

I-I'm okay. It's okay. It's over ...

[lasthugs]

[He is warm, and that relieves her beyond words. She had no doubts that they would all be okay, but this drives it all the way home and she doesn't bother with the tears that drop into his hair as she presses her cheek to the top of his head, one arm around his back, the other around his shoulders and a hand resting in his hair, too.]

I know you are. I didn't doubt it at all -- welcome back, Hiro. You're okay now.

[orangehoodie]

[Ken woke up sore. He got hit by a lot of those broken shards, in the end, and the microbots attacking him hadn't been kind about it, either. His arms and legs feel like they'll fall off, his shoulders feel bruised, and his hands -- his palms have cuts in them that aren't as terrible as they were in Hiro's mind, but the worst of the injuries from there have transferred to the physical world, leaving them sliced liked dried, cracked skin. None that'll bleed terribly but will be uncomfortable until they heal. The rest are are faint white lines like scars, but not as visible with all the scars and callouses and blisters that have always been on Ken's hands from all the fighting. He could live with those.

But when he sees Hiro wake up, he pushes himself to his feet and, with a quiet groan, drags himself over. He leans up against the armrest of the couch as casually as he can, but he's a bit pale and tired-looking anyway.]

Hiro, how do you feel?

[microbrobotics]

I ... I feel better.

[ Looks better, sounds better - compared to Ken, he's downright rosy with health, despite his exhaustion and headache. He sits up a bit more when he sees the other boy's injuries though. Those look like - ]

-- Are you hurt? Your hands - they're still--?

[orangehoodie]

Mm. Just a little.

[He shrugs his shoulders, looking down at his hands. It's a wonder why they'd appear like this... but maybe that's not a surprise. He has a fragment of his mind appearing in front of him all the time, so maybe it makes sense that something that happened in the mindspace would happen like this. He shakes it off.]

It's not a huge deal. [He looks up at Hiro. And smiles.] We... we came back. [Ultimately.]