Hiro Hamada (
everydayhero) wrote in
driftfleet2015-03-15 10:10 pm
Bishop Mingle!
Who: Everyone on the Bishop!
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Action: Bishop!
When: Anywhere from 3/15 til the end of the month!
[Welcome to the Bishop. We have rave lights.]
Broadcast: none!
Action: Bishop!
When: Anywhere from 3/15 til the end of the month!
[Welcome to the Bishop. We have rave lights.]

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[So he lets it out. While Tadashi is here, while he still has him, he lets out all of the mess he's been sitting on for the last several months.
[It'll take him a couple of minutes to finish that.]
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eventually, eventually, he allows his arms to go slack, and angles himself backwards. the way his hands grip hiro's upper arms seems to suggest he's afraid that he might disappear or float away through his fingers without warning. ]
You're okay. It's okay.
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[But it strikes him in the middle of this that there's no point in crying over it now. Crying on Tadashi won't fix it back home. Nothing is going to, and he knows it. He's proud of who he is now, and he wouldn't be that person without Tadashi. He wouldn't be half that person...
[So he sniffs a few more times, hiccups once, and then he shakes his head and forces himself to breathe as evenly as he can.]
... You're right...
[His voice is tense, but far more even than it was before.]
You're here. I figured out you could show up here over a month ago, I... I knew this was possible.
[And now he looks up.]
And I'm not gonna waste it.
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[ it feels like he's slipped into autopilot. he feels oddly distant from himself even as he hears himself speak, and squeezes hiro's arm again, just to reaffirm the fact that he is there and solid and breathing.
a beat, and then tadashi exhales. it's a low breath that nearly causes him to shudder, and his fingers relax; one hand drops down to his own side before the other reaches up to tousle hiro's hair with a measure of gentleness that he usually lacks when harassing his younger brother. ]
So you've been hanging out with Baymax, huh?
[ the shape of his words feel flat in his mouth, and he wonders when his senses will straighten themselves out. he needs to sit down in a quiet room for a while. ]
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Yeah... He's a lot more impressive than I thought he was.
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Oh, and you couldn't figure that out when I showed him to you the first time?
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Uh, rude? I was in pain from a vicious duct tape attack.
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[ and another tiny little flick. tadashi will then seat himself more heavily than anticipated into the nearest available seat tyvm. ]
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... You know, he downloaded a database on personal loss without me telling him to. Called the whole gang and forced me into a hug.
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[ tadashi glances sideways at hiro. brow creased, he looks for all the world like a little of the fog behind his eyes is clearing. ]
I mean, he's supposed to be able to scan neurotransmitter levels, but he isn't supposed to try to treat anything psychological, that's way too complex for -
[ good job, tadashi. this makes 2/2 sentences where you have literally cut yourself off you before you finished speaking. ]
He got them to come hug you? Holy crap. My program is awesome.
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He told me I showed no signs of injury. I told him it wasn't that kind of hurt, and he just... went with it, I guess. Anything to treat a patient.
[He sounds so fond.]
Baymax is a pretty amazing piece of tech. Never saw a robot get distracted by a butterfly before.