maskormenace | Capsule 006 💊 (Video) [Locked from Tetsuo]

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Capsule 006 💊 (Video) [Locked from Tetsuo]

[It's late at night, well past 11pm when the feed clicks on. At first it doesn't look like anything, a bunch of blackness with one bright light in the distance. It looks like a lamppost...or what's left of one. It seems to have been literally broken in half by impact alone, the metal completely snapped instead of bent, the upper half lying on the sidewalk and facing up. Sparks fly from the base of it, the cord obviously cut there when it was snapped. Whatever hit it...well, it had to be going at an incredible speed.

But the feed turns, towards a closer, brighter lamppost that seems to be intact, Kaneda sitting in front of it on the sidewalk.

Well, you look like you've seen better days, buddy.

He doesn't say anything at first, more so trying to catch his breath as a hand reaches up to his head. Face contorting into a wince as his fingers rake through his hair. When his gloved hand comes out, he looks at it as if he just found a gross bug.

Blood. Even better.]

Dammit.

[Whatever mirth he had in his voice earlier that night from the comm is gone, and the glitter in his eyes is lost. Oh yeah, he was recording, wasn't he. Those eyes turn towards the screen, away from the broken lamppost that he was seemingly fixated on. His voice is low, and some of his words are a little slurred as he tries to make a coherent sentence.]

Don't care who it is, but I need a healer. Or a way back.

[He's not too far from the house, but walking is just not happening.]

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[They better have been pink.

But he takes that water, for the most part being cooperative as she starts to wrap his head, sipping from the bottle. No worries on how it looks though, Gogo. He literally can't even see it anyway. He'll assume it's the Sistine Chapel of headwraps.

Kaneda's not too good with saying 'thank you'. You have to be usually given stuff to learn that word. But there is a silent lean towards her, body language showing gratitude where his words can't.]

[She wasn't doing it for thanks anyway. She smiles, though, clipping the bandage in place, and squeezing his shoulder before packing everything up.]

You feeling okay to walk?

[Once the bandage is secure, he starts to move, using hand to reach out to the actually intact lamppost behind him to hoist himself up. The nausea still remained, but at least the water had helped refresh him a little more. He could definitely take it now.

There's a moment to get his equilibrium.]

Legs still work, THAT'S a good sign!

Good.

[While she doesn't directly help him up, she stayed closed just in case. Wanting to let him do it on his own if he could.]

Stay right there for a moment.

[The other day she'd been so angry she couldn't focus, but tonight was different. She draws in a deep breath and reaches for the other lamppost; concentrates on the buzz of the magnetism on her skin. It was heavier than she'd been practicing with but she manages to lift it back into place and meld it back together.

The light flickers weakly, dimmer than the others, and the metal came together crooked and ugly, but you know what? She did it.

A little lightheaded, she returns to Kaneda's side.]

Alright, let's get you home.

[He's grateful for it, honestly. Because pride was something Kaneda still held pretty close to himself. He had to do it himself--if he didn't, then he wouldn't have considered this a victory.

With his hand still holding the waterbottle, his other arm leans on the stable lamppost. Watching her to see just what she was focusing on. The other lamppost, the one that Kaneda's skull had done battle with and won. When her hand raises, he can feel the hairs on the back of his neck stand on end, intuitively feeling a difference in the air. It could be his possible concussed status, but he certainly feels something off as he watches her, trailing from her hand to the lamppost. Watching as it lifted in the air and started to mend itself back on the base.

A crude effort, but better one than he could have ever done, that's for sure. And credit where credit is due.

Here, have a really impressed whistle.]

And they complain we do nothing to help the people! Look at that, that's right there with saving cats from trees!

[Well, at least his mood skyrocketed.]

Look at you, getting better with that.

[She laughs, more and more relieved the longer he goes being himself. Either he just heals fast, or he really is almost invincible.

She flexes her hand, then picks up the store bag and her helmet.]

Amazing what you can do when you finally get over yourself, huh?

Come on, we're not far. Get you sat down and resting.

[The second one, with a hardened sense of confidence.

Amazing was right, as he feels the magnetism fade and the hairs on the back of his neck settle. None of his powers operated like that, so seeing it in action was a little more than surprising. Tetsuo's was always used against him, so seeing something like this, something like Ken's or Riku's or Gogo's was different for him. He never had this. And maybe he was okay with that.

It just made him appreciate it in others more.

He looks at her hand, and then to the lamppost again. Gogo's not the only one who could be amazing once some kinks were worked through...Something about that's inspiring. Something worth fighting for.]

Sounds good to me.

I think I've got an ice pack with my name on it.

...No really. Ken wrote my name on it and everything.

Edited 2015-11-18 08:17 (UTC)

God, he would, wouldn't he?

[She nudges Kaneda towards Nonah 5, standing closer than necessary so she can support him if he needs it.]

So are you okay? [She wasn't talking about the injuries.]

[That little nudge gets him going his feet falling into pace beside her as he shoves those hands in his pockets.

But at her question, his lip juts out ever so slightly, his shoulders hunched.]

Never been better.

Liar.

[It's a harmless chide, with no heat behind it. Just a statement of fact rather than an insistence.]

[He knew he'd be called out the moment he said it, and those brows furrow further.]

He wants to see me lose it, you know.

Seems like he's been through a lot.

[It's too dark to really see the shadow in her expression as she says that. Their couple of conversations had been uncomfortable and tense, approaching topics she'd not wanted to talk about.

i don't know what your hell is
but don't you dare think you're the only one here

It's not an excuse for the way he acts, and it's definitely not forgivable that he treats people the way he does.]

What is so important that you can't tell him?

Yeah.

[We both have.

And the weight of everything is suddenly much more visible on Kaneda. On a good day, it looked like he didn't have a care in the world. That he had it wrapped around his finger--and if you asked him, he'd agree. But now...Kaneda looks tired. Like he's running a marathon with no end in sight.

One where he can't afford to stop.]

...

[With a sigh, his head tilts back, still a little woozy from the injury, but the cool air felt nice on his neck.]

Something that'll tear him apart.

Edited 2015-11-19 05:35 (UTC)

[She doesn't push it further, not wanting to drive anymore into such an obvious wound. If Kaneda wants to elaborate, he'll listen, but she's not going to make him talk about it. Just falls silent as they walk, keeping her pace with him without complaint.

It's not until they're approaching the door that she speaks again.]

Do you have your keys?

[He doesn't answer right away at her question, looking at the door a moment. As if the idea of having house keys never really occurred to him...]

It's open. Don't really think Tetsuo locked it on the way out.

[And Charlie's security system was top notch.]

[She'd find it odd that he doesn't have keys if she knew, but for now she just steps ahead to open it for him. After all, who's going to lock a door when they're fighting?]

[Kaneda nods appreciatively as he walks in, stopping to scoop Grim off the ground with the top of his boot hooked under the stomach. He was looking for Tetsuo, of course. Probably thinking the person with him was Tetsuo. Same height and all.

Krem's with him, but Kaneda doesn't think to move him. The cat sort of had Kaneda's respect that way.

Sidestepping, he makes his way to the couch, leaning on the back of it to catch his 'breath'. He wasn't tired, but winded.]

Do me a favour and let my dog out. He's in my room.

Edited 2015-11-22 22:32 (UTC)

You should probably head there yourself before too long.

[Which door was Kaneda's? She ventures forth, listening at the closed doors for the inevitable sounds of a dog on the other side, calling back to the living room.]

I forgot you got a dog.

[Is it this one? She cautiously turns the knob to check.]

[Things he'll definitely take into consideration, for sure. But right now? He's perfectly content to just stand there, not moving.

Yes. This is good.

--

There's a scratching at the door as she turns the knob, the dog obviously realizing he's about to be let out. And once the door provides enough of a crack for him to slip through, the adolescent Golden Retriever scrambling his way out, immediately taking to Gogo to sniff her out.

This is a weird dog! Hello nice dog who let me out! I'm a dog!]

Weeelll, lookit that. He likes you.

[She takes a step back at the sudden DOG at her knees, but doesn't take long to warm up to him, leaning down to rub at his ears.]

Hey there.

[She probably smells like all seven cats and the dog that lives with her, as well as metal from her garage.

Dog greeted, she ventures to the kitchen to see if there's anything better than bottled water to give him.]

He's getting pretty big.

[If her presence didn't cause him to instantly love her, the rubs behind his ears certainly did the trick. His head tilts to the touch, panting and eyes closing.]

Heh, look at that, he likes you.

[Not that it's really hard with Capsule. There's maybe two or three he doesn't, after all.]

Can't believe it, you know? Was only...

[His hands gesture to about puppy size.]

That big a few months ago.

[She finds some tea and makes him a mug before joining him in the living room.]

Kaneda. Sit down before you fall down.

[She sets her stuff down on the coffee table, and adds a sports drink and a bag of oyster crackers to the mug of tea for Kaneda to consume before his sleeps.]

[With Capsule around his feet, he works his way around the couch to flop down on it, the dog propping his head on that knee while he scritches behind the ear.

Even just the dogs presence was enough to help that pounding headache.]

Is that tea?

[Look at that smile spreading across his face.]

Ah...yeah. It's something my mother always used to do when I got hurt. Said it would help clear my head so I could focus on healing.

[Complete nonsense, but Gogo carried that into her adult life anyway. Clearing her head helped her concentrate in the lab more often than not.]/small>

I didn't know whose tea it was, though. I can replace it in the morning.

[She sits next to him on the couch and pulls off her armored gloves to pet Capsule properly.]

[He takes a moment to breathe in the steam, recognizing the scent immediately.]

Green with lemongrass. It's mine!

[He laughs, taking a sip.]

Good pick.

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