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wish we could turn back time to the good old days [ CLOSED ]
Who: Dipper & various hospital visitors, fellow jungle boogiers, and probably some sailor senshi
When: IC 4/7 and onwards
Where: The hospital, maybe other various locations
What: After his fun jungle adventure sends him to the hospital, Dipper has visitors to see him, apologies to make, and a new place to crash for a few days.
Rating/Warning: Mentions of death and gore
[ It's only after two and a half days of solid sleep in the hospital that Dipper finally wakes up, a throbbing haze lingering on his mind as the heavy memory of why he was here settles upon him. In the jungle, he'd been the last one lured by the hallucinations in the trees to a monster lying in wait. He'd been the first to fall in the ensuing fight. And it wasn't even the monster that got him. Wasn't that ironic?
Everything had fallen apart because of him, and of the injured, he was the only one who wasn't hurt by the monster. Go figure.
It takes Dipper several hours and an essential conversation with Yu before he's really ready to see anyone else. He's exhausted, mentally and physically, but he sets aside the gnawing desire for more sleep in favor of what he knows he has to do. He has to apologize, and for those visitors who weren't on the ill-fated jungle expedition, he needs to be okay. Or try to be, anyway. No one else needs to worry about him. No one else needs these circumstances to weigh on their mind. He created this, so he'd take on as much of it as he can.
Visitors will find him with his right arm in a sling, bandages just peeking out of the collar of his hospital gown. His trademark hat sits next to him on the nightstand, and beneath it lies the journal. Reflexively, he wants to tuck it away and hide its knowledge, but what was the point? What good was it doing him here? When he'd needed it most, it had been completely useless. So he leaves it set aside.
After a few days in the hospital, Dipper is finally dispatched. Before he goes anywhere else, however, he pulls out his CereVice. To the members of expedition team he hadn't seen at the hospital - Dipper couldn't blame them at all for not coming to see him - he sends our a short message that for all its simplicity takes him several minutes to send. ]
I need to talk to you in person.
[ And that's it. ]
When: IC 4/7 and onwards
Where: The hospital, maybe other various locations
What: After his fun jungle adventure sends him to the hospital, Dipper has visitors to see him, apologies to make, and a new place to crash for a few days.
Rating/Warning: Mentions of death and gore
[ It's only after two and a half days of solid sleep in the hospital that Dipper finally wakes up, a throbbing haze lingering on his mind as the heavy memory of why he was here settles upon him. In the jungle, he'd been the last one lured by the hallucinations in the trees to a monster lying in wait. He'd been the first to fall in the ensuing fight. And it wasn't even the monster that got him. Wasn't that ironic?
Everything had fallen apart because of him, and of the injured, he was the only one who wasn't hurt by the monster. Go figure.
It takes Dipper several hours and an essential conversation with Yu before he's really ready to see anyone else. He's exhausted, mentally and physically, but he sets aside the gnawing desire for more sleep in favor of what he knows he has to do. He has to apologize, and for those visitors who weren't on the ill-fated jungle expedition, he needs to be okay. Or try to be, anyway. No one else needs to worry about him. No one else needs these circumstances to weigh on their mind. He created this, so he'd take on as much of it as he can.
Visitors will find him with his right arm in a sling, bandages just peeking out of the collar of his hospital gown. His trademark hat sits next to him on the nightstand, and beneath it lies the journal. Reflexively, he wants to tuck it away and hide its knowledge, but what was the point? What good was it doing him here? When he'd needed it most, it had been completely useless. So he leaves it set aside.
After a few days in the hospital, Dipper is finally dispatched. Before he goes anywhere else, however, he pulls out his CereVice. To the members of expedition team he hadn't seen at the hospital - Dipper couldn't blame them at all for not coming to see him - he sends our a short message that for all its simplicity takes him several minutes to send. ]
I need to talk to you in person.
[ And that's it. ]
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Hey, you.
[ Let's start off simply. ]
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So relief floods him when he sees her in one piece and looking fit as a fiddle. It's a better start than some of these meetings had had. ]
...Hey. Uh - you're looking well. [ A beat. ] But how are you?
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[ Maybe she should have brought Naoki, let him work his healing magic here... she still remembers Dipper going down, Yu desperately trying to shield him. ]
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He's had to answer it often enough by now, to his other friends and nurses alike. It didn't get any easier with succession. Honesty, he had decided, was at least the best way to go. He owed that to her. He owed that to all of them. ]
...Not great. I mean, my arm's not bad, but... [ His gaze falls. ] It's been a long couple of days.
[ Understatement of the century. ]
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[ As okay as he can be in this situation, anyway. ]
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How could she be so quick to forgive him? She almost got killed because of him. She should be furious. ]
...But no one would even be in this mess if it weren't for me.
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Honestly, I should've expected that to happen, but there's really no point in kicking ourselves about the past anyway. It's not going to change a thing.
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But it might change everything about where we go from here. [ And where he would go from here, specifically. What was he going to do now? He'd failed. He couldn't do what he'd set out to do. He'd tried his hardest, and it wasn't good enough.
He's in a game of superhumans and monsters, and he's not good enough for it. ]
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Yang regards him thoughtfully now, and then brings a hand to her chin. ]
You know... unlocking your aura might be a good first step.
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...Really? You're still willing to teach me how to do it? Even after...all of this?
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[ Well, she doubts it. She doesn't talk about it that often. ]
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No one really blamed me for it... but I felt bad enough as it was.
[ She pauses, tugging lightly at her scarf. ]
When something bad happens, Dipper, it's not like you have to pretend like it didn't. But what's most important is what happens next. I wanted to get stronger. And I learned not to just forget everything else around me, just because of one thing.
In your case... if you want to learn how to use your soul to protect yourself, that's your call. It takes a lot of training, though.
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His eyes fall for a moment on his arm in its sling, then to the journal sitting on the side table. It couldn't protect him out there. It couldn't even help him.
Yu had told him he wasn't ready. Dipper hadn't wanted to acknowledge that at the time, but...he really hadn't been. But, he could change that, starting now.
He glances back up at Yang. ]
I'll do it. I'll do whatever it takes.
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Close your eyes.
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Okay.
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You can open your eyes now.
[ He should be glowing a faint color of your choosing, a glow that will fade rather quickly. Yang herself looks a little tired, but nothing too alarming. ]
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Was that it? My...my aura?
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I could definitely go for some faster-healing injuries. What did you just do, exactly?
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...Thank you, Yang. You didn't have to do this for me, and...I won't let you down again.
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