[OPEN] We're young hearts, look at us go

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WHO: The residents of Nonah’s Ark (aka, Nonah 005) and YOU!
WHERE: Mostly around Nonah 005, but can be used for interaction with the Nonah’s Ark crew just about anywhere if you really wanted!
WHEN: The month of August.
WHAT: A general interaction log for the month of August, including the aftermath of the August Swear-in.
WARNINGS: Obligatory Iron Bull warning here. Also a warning for Kaneda’s dumb teenager hormones and Tetsuo's general crazy.

Starters will be appearing in the comments. If you want something specific from any one person (Charlie, Ken, Iron Bull, Kaneda, or Tetsuo), feel free to drop them a line and ask! Otherwise, feel free to add your own starters for the whole household or individual residents as you like.

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The Chambulance is here for all of your post-Swear-in needs.

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[ For general healing, chatting, recuperating and what have you in the aftermath of the Swear-in. ]

[rassera]

[It takes serious ego to drive yourself home from your own asskicking. But no one said Kaneda was short on ego, and it's proven as he pulls his bike up to Nonah 05. Riku had at least gotten his legs to move enough to get on the bike. Now he just had to get to the house. Silently thanking this world for granting him that bike power, no big deal.

The handlebars of the bike lift up, and he takes a quick breather before pushing himself out of that chair. His legs still feel like Jell-O, and he has to lean on said handlebars to get a quick breather.

C'mon Kaneda, you're almost there.

Swinging his leg over after some mental preparation, he works his way over to the door, snapping his fingers feebly so his bike dissipates. There's a quick feel to his thigh, making sure the gun's still there (it is, good.) before he leans against the doorframe to catch his breath.

The fist opposite of the doorframe raises up, hesitating a moment before giving a clumsy knock.


He's really hoping someone's home at this point.]

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[ Someone is home, that someone being one very frazzled wizard. He opens the door cautiously at first, but when he sees it's Kaneda and the state he's in, Charlie all but flings the door open.

He goes instantly to support the kid, hands on his shoulders ] Easy, I've got you.

[rassera]

[A smile cracks on Kaneda's lips when Charlie opens the door, the happiest he's been in the past few hours. His weight leans in a bit, hand reaching up to put itself on Charlie's shoulder. His arms are peppered with cuts, stopped bleeding only because of Riku's Curaga.]

Heh, figures you'd be too smart to go to that thing. You missed the party.

[Don't be a snarky asshole, Kaneda.]

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[ Charlie ducks down slightly to drape Kaneda’s arm over his shoulder. (That’s new, usually he doesn’t have to duck at all.) With the kid leaning on him for support, he carefully makes his way inside and towards the couch. ]

No, I was there. Once the worst of it had passed, I came back here just in case. I’m glad I did.

[ Oh-so-carefully, he eases the teen down onto the couch. ] What’s the damage?

[rassera]

[And he's glad too. He could've walked in on his own, but he didn't know if he could even make it to the couch past that. It'd been everything to get off the sidewalk.

He can feel himself eased onto the couch, immediately easing back into the armrest.]

Oh...everything.

[He smiles weakly, lifting his shirt up to show...yeah, he's got massive bruising under there, purple from his upper rib to his neck to under his eye, some cuts that reopened on the drive home, the rest scars from Riku and Sabriel's healing.

His other hand moves to his head, feeling the dried blood in his hair.]

Nothing broken, I don't think. That's good, right?

[I'd say so, you were flung around like a game of pachinko.]

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Jesus Christ. Did someone use you as a pinata?

... Don't answer that.

I've got a few healing spells. What hurts the most? [ Don't say "everything" again ]

[rassera]

Four people, actually.

[Sorry, he's gonna answer that.

He sits himself up, trying to decide which actually hurts the most out of everything.]

My back. Definitely my back.

[It's a miracle its not a fine powder, Charlie.]

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I told you not to answer that.

[ But he says it with a little roll of his eyes, so it's apparent he's teasing. ]

Can you flip over? Or, I don't know, flop over?

[stealwithit]

[ Kasumi's memory of what had happened over the last few hours are hazy at best, and by now it's well past midnight. Her head feels like it's splitting, like everything that had happened in that god-forsaken exhibition hall was coming back to her all at once in blurry recollections lacking any sort of detail, a scream here, getting thrown there, and she is too bone tired and still afraid to piece any of it together. But she remembers Husks with faces of people she knows. She remembers Keiji dying in her arms again.

Once Steve had practically dragged her out of the hall, he went back in, impossibly brave and heroic as that man is. It left Kasumi with a few moments of lonesome, partial clarity, enough for her to realize she needed to get the hell out of here, fall back to the first place she knew she could run to.

Nonah 05.

Because she didn't see Charlie inside, and by God, she needs to see him. She needs to know that he's alright and, even though she vaguely realizes none of what she saw inside was real, she still--she needs to know that the Reapers didn't get him, too.

So it's with a stumbling body, worn from struggling and hurting from violent encounters and exhausted mentally and physically from all that she's seen, that Kasumi teleports to Charlie's without so much as a warning. The only indication that she's even there is her body near-slamming into the back door before she slumps to the ground. ]

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[ Charlie has been on high alert since Kaneda came stumbling home, so the sound of a body thumping against the back door has him running.

Moreso because there's only one person he knows who would use the back door. ]

Kasumi? [ he eases the door open, in case she's leaning against it, but once he spots her on the ground, he flings the door wide and crouches next to her, one hand going to her shoulder. ] Kasumi! Hey, stay with me sweetheart. I'm right here.

[stealwithit]

[ She's conscious, but her mind remains clouded by the gas. Though not quite to the extent that she's seeing dragon's teeth and Husks everywhere, at least, so she sees Charlie mostly as himself when she manages to look up at him with a daze at first. Then she blinks, and for a second he looks like a Husk just like Peter and Jacob and Ken and Motoko and everyone looked like one, and she draws a breath in quickly and sharply with a gasp as her body tenses up. ]

Charlie-- My god, Charlie--

[ And then her vision goes blurry, her head spinning, and she shuts her eyes with a groan. When they open again, Charlie looks like himself, leaving Kasumi incredibly confused, distraught, afraid, and her body can't take much more of it. ]

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[ He hates seeing his friends like this. He hates seeing her like this. He puts a hand on the side of her face, the other grasping one of her hands. ]

It's okay. I'm okay. I promise.

Just breathe, honey. I need you to relax.

[stealwithit]

[ Kasumi's expression falters--not into something fearful now, but something sadder, remorseful. ]

The Reapers got them, Charlie. They got Peter and Ken and--

[ her head feels like it's splitting, torn apart by the realization that it wasn't real, although something continues to tell her that no, it was all real. It doesn't help, probably, that Motoko had sent Kasumi's body slamming into the wall, and she may very well be concussed in addition to gassed. ]

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Ssh. [ He brushes his thumb over her cheek in attempt to be soothing ]

Everyone is fine. It's all right.

[stealwithit]

[ His touch does help, keeps her anchored into reality instead of plunging into another hallucination. Charlie is here, he's okay, he's alive. All Kasumi can really do is nod her head slowly in response. ]

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[ He stays like that for a while, one hand gripping hers, the other on her face, murmuring reassurances, until it seems apparent that she’s calmed down. ]

Are you hurt?

22nd;

[amadaman]

[It's been a week since the swear-in, and what Ken needs isn't healing. He got that from his teammate, and while he's still got healing bruises and cuts, the physical injuries aren't that big of a deal. What he needs, he thinks, is a return to some of the normalcy he had before so he approaches Charlie with a piece of paper today.

He pauses when he enters the room. He blinks, stares into space, and turns pale for a moment but he quickly shakes his head. The hallucinations have lingered but they're not as bad as they used to be, and Koromaru is an ever-present guardian trotting along Ken's feet, even now. And Ken smiles sheepishly at Charlie for what just happened before approaching and holding out the sheet of paper. It has the name of Ken's school on it -- the middle school he'll be starting in a week.]

Charlie, um -- is it okay if I ask you to write your name down as an emergency contact?

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[ Charlie is seated that the kitchen table, going over the new Charter spells Sabriel had given him. He's bee using to try ad purge any remainders of the toxin from his housemates.

He glances up when Ken enters, tensing a little when he sees him zone out, but he seems to come back to himself okay and Charlie relaxes ]

What for?

[amadaman]

For school... it's starting next week. Minato-san's my guardian, but I needed other contacts.

Just-- you know, thing's have been kind of rough, so I thought I'd focus on normal stuff like this.

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[ Oh yeah, school is a thing. He totally forgot about that in all the chaos.

He motions Ken over to the empty chair next to him ]

Sure. Let's see what you've got there.

[amadaman]

[He nods and slides into the chair, his feet barely brushing the floor when he sits all the way back on the seat. He holds the paper out toward Charlie, and the text on it is painfully normal compared to the mess their lives have been. A request for people to contact in case the legal guardian isn't available or reached. Extremely normal middle school stuff.]

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[ It is normal. Blessedly normal, and Charlie feels an odd little twinge of... longing, maybe? He'd always wanted kids- once he'd come to terms with who he was, and knowing he was nothing like his own father- but considering his age, he doubts he'll ever have a family of his own. But Nonah 005 is awfully close. He's come to treasure these kids- yes, even the asshole ones- because if they can't be a family for each other, then what have they got?

He fills out all the relevant information; name, phone number, etc. etc. ]

Do you have all your classes squared away?

[amadaman]

[Ken's never had a father in his life. Logically, he can place Bull and Charlie as in the 'father' positions of the house, but he has nothing, emotionally, to associate their relationship with. But he can't deny the comfort that came with sitting in the kitchen like this, watching Charlie write down his contact, letting him be in his care like he had for the last six months.

And Ken's still pretty tired from everything that's happened. Still sore, still injured, still not sleeping. And for once, he looks up at Charlie, thinks about how much he really does like being in this house with him -- and everyone, of course -- and... leans over, until his head is resting against the wizard's shoulder.]

Mm, yeah. Everything's set. I'm gonna have to get a physical at a doctor though, if I want to try out for soccer.

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[ When he feels Ken lean against his shoulder, he glances over, watching him a moment.

They're all tired after recent events, some moreso than others. He knows Ken had an especially hard time out there. So, without comment, he shifts his arm around the kid's shoulders, drawing him close for a hug. ]