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Who: Terra, and anyone who wants to check up on this dumb loser
When: Backdated to 3/04?? A few days after the ill-fated raid
Where: CERES hospital
What: Terra's recovering from being shot. Good times.
Rating/Warning: Mentions of violence/injury, character death
[Terra didn't have much memory of how he'd reached the hospital. The doctors had described how they'd found him unconscious on the roof drenched in blood, Keyblade lying beside him and Baymax with him. The last thing he remembered was Soramaru and Masamune's deaths, something that had stood out starkly in his memories for more. After that, there was little but the feeling of warm light and his Keyblade in hand.
Thanks to Korra's quick action the bullet wound in his chest had more or less been taken care of, and the rest was just a patch job, along with treatment for the blood loss. His arm was another matter, and since he refused to have its coding fixed instantly by one of the medical robots, he settled for having it in a sling.
He didn't trust medical robots here for a second, when it was CERES' security robots that had shot him in the first place. If anything, they'd make it worse, wouldn't they?
After a few days of bed rest and some minor surgery on his wounded arm, he was finally feeling well enough to get up and move around. The first day or so of recovery was hazy, but now he's beginning to feel restless -- sitting around in a bed is giving too much time to dwell on his failures in the raid. Were Hiro and Korra even alive? And what about the other groups they were separated from? He sends them -- everyone who participated in the raid -- the following message:]
are you okay?
[And then to Roxas, who is probably wondering where Terra disappeared to, the following message:]
I ran into some trouble a few days ago
at the hospital now
don't worry abou t me. i'll see you soon
[Good job on the least reassuring message ever, Terra.]
When: Backdated to 3/04?? A few days after the ill-fated raid
Where: CERES hospital
What: Terra's recovering from being shot. Good times.
Rating/Warning: Mentions of violence/injury, character death
[Terra didn't have much memory of how he'd reached the hospital. The doctors had described how they'd found him unconscious on the roof drenched in blood, Keyblade lying beside him and Baymax with him. The last thing he remembered was Soramaru and Masamune's deaths, something that had stood out starkly in his memories for more. After that, there was little but the feeling of warm light and his Keyblade in hand.
Thanks to Korra's quick action the bullet wound in his chest had more or less been taken care of, and the rest was just a patch job, along with treatment for the blood loss. His arm was another matter, and since he refused to have its coding fixed instantly by one of the medical robots, he settled for having it in a sling.
He didn't trust medical robots here for a second, when it was CERES' security robots that had shot him in the first place. If anything, they'd make it worse, wouldn't they?
After a few days of bed rest and some minor surgery on his wounded arm, he was finally feeling well enough to get up and move around. The first day or so of recovery was hazy, but now he's beginning to feel restless -- sitting around in a bed is giving too much time to dwell on his failures in the raid. Were Hiro and Korra even alive? And what about the other groups they were separated from? He sends them -- everyone who participated in the raid -- the following message:]
are you okay?
[And then to Roxas, who is probably wondering where Terra disappeared to, the following message:]
I ran into some trouble a few days ago
at the hospital now
don't worry abou t me. i'll see you soon
[Good job on the least reassuring message ever, Terra.]
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naturally, he's a little concerned.
so when the message comes in, roxas reads it eagerly—it's not like all that many people are clamoring for ice cream at this time of day. but he's almost immediately filled with a sinking feeling from the message itself; he wants to just pack up and head right to he hospital to check on terra, but he knows he can't do that. just like any other time, he can't put the job aside because of his personal feelings. so instead, he responds (probably a bit too frantically and without checking for mistakes) as soon as he can.]
You ran into trouble?
And you're at the hospital?
What happened/.? How am i not supposed to worry when you tell me that... hwo hurt are you??
[who would believe this kid doesn't the heart to worry?]
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The response is slow; Terra is still getting used to typing at the best of times, but typing with one hand makes the process that much more difficult.]
trespassed onto ceres property. security didn't like it
but i'm going to be fine
i just wanted you to know where i was
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after experiencing betrayal and loss from his best friends, the idea of potentially losing any more people scares him witless. he won't question terra's reasons for breaking into ceres or doing dangerous things—that's a way of life he knows and understands. but having experienced comrades being destroyed and losing xion, this kind of stuff just doesn't sit well with him. if it's not something a simple curaga (...or an elixir) could fix, it has to be pretty serious.]
If you're there, it had to be kind of serious though, didn't it?
[at least, that's what he's learned about hospitals recently. after another minute, he'll send out another message.]
Is it okay if I go there? [he kind of wants to be assured that terra will really be okay by seeing for himself.]
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Well... He has his pride, but he also doesn't want Roxas to worry even more. So he replies:]
yeah.
i'll tell them you're coming, and theyll let you see me
[Probably. And if not, he'll just discharge himself early, with or without their permission. Hospitals are weird!!]
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Okay. I'm at work right now, but I'll be done soon. I'll come right from there... it's not that far away. [he'd leave right away if he could, honestly.
terra may not like this because of how it makes him feel, but roxas just really wants to make sure he's going to be okay. that's the problem with having so few people in any world to ally with or look up to. sometimes, he thinks a little too simply about these matters, but he can worry about it later. one thing at a time, and the first is making sure he can see terra.
...really, if they don't let roxas in, he'll probably just bust into the room anyway, because he's dumb and impatient and doesn't like being told no.]
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Hey, Roxas.
[What should he say? That he'd been convinced he was about to die? That in is final moments, one of his many regrets was that he couldn't help him? Maybe Roxas meant more to him than he'd ever realised... even if he's still not wholly sure why.
He doesn't even know how to begin discussing any of that, so he just offers a faint smile.]
Sorry if I scared you.
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it probably doesn't help that roxas wears the worry in his expression—he's definitely not the type that's good at hiding what he feels (again, who would believe he doesn't have a heart if they didn't already know?). he doesn't say anything at first, giving terra a chance to say something first. and even though it's not much, those words and the smile are enough to alleviate at least some of his concern. he exhales in a bit of relief.]
Terra... [and after a moment:] You're really okay.
["okay" as in "alive" and definitely not as bad as it could be, even if he doesn't really like what he's seeing, either. he's going to ask more questions in a second, but first he's going to sit down, because between the running and the relief, he feels a bit weak in the knees.]
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No, she climbed up the side of the building and tapped on the window, face and mask pressed against it, completely and entirely.]
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Hey!
[He climbs out of bed, using his good arm to slide the window open.]
What are you doing?! You could fall!
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It was better than going through the inside. If they find out I'm here, they're sure to kidnap me. But I still had to visit you!
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What? No one's going to kidnap you.
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[Hang in there, Terra.]
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[HE'LL FIGHT EVERYONE FOR YOU!! ... Just as soon as he's done recovering from his last attempt at fighting CERES, anyway.]
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at some point on some day...
hold on. light mixed with darkness, that feels like... riku turns toward the hospital and frowns thoughtfully at the building. why would he be there? is it even him? well, only one way to find out. asking at the front desk about someone named terra plus a physical description results in being given a room number to go to. definitely on the right track.
soon enough, the room comes into view and he steps right on inside. what is knocking? not something riku considers doing, that's what. thankfully, it doesn't end up being some poor stranger on the bed, but the exact person he hoped to find. concern flashes across riku's face at the state terra's in. just what happened to him?]
You look pretty beat up.
[how your successor says hello.]
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Well, maybe he could. He'd drawn on the darkness inside him once again, back when he thought he was going to die from his wounds. Even under the circumstances, he wasn't sure it was the right thing to do, when it had accomplished nothing but fanning the dark fire inside him even further. He should have trusted the others would get him out of there safely... But once again, fear took control, that dangerous thing that keeps pushing him closer and closer to the darkness.
He sets his Cerevice aside wearily and looks back at Riku.]
...Yeah. I misjudged an enemy, and paid the price.
[Story of his life.]
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granted, riku lacks any idea about how skilled terra is. even so, if sora could somehow hold his own after getting the keyblade then surely terra had to be better than that. he steps further on inside the room and sits down in a nearby chair. no point in standing around when you can sit. without asking if it's okay to do so.]
What happened?
[as in details please. there's no judgmental tone; only concern mixed with curiosity.]
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I promised I would help them. So I joined a raid on CERES' headquarters, but while we were fighting our way through... [He touches the bullet wound only narrowly above his heart.] The security robots shot me.
[And not even with the kind of energy bullets Braig had used. These were impossible to deflect or dodge, and he doubted even his armour would have been of much protection.]
I'm lucky, though. Two of our group didn't make it, and I still haven't heard from the two who were left.
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when terra places that hand over his heart, riku's gaze follows it. that is so close to the heart. a centimeter, no, maybe a few millimeters closer and terra might not be in this bed to tell this tale right now.]
You're lucky you managed to get out alive if they were that set on stopping you. [in hospital with some wounds beats dead.] Who did they kidnap that's worth that sort of security?
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The spirits called her the Bridge. She's the oldest of them all, and unlike CERES, she's filled with kind and good magic. That's why I wanted to help them.
[And maybe a little of the reason was the guilt that still haunted him about what he did to Princess Aurora. Saving someone else in a similar situation could be a way of making amends, even if he couldn't help the Princesses from here, but...]
I'm still waiting to hear back from the others who went in there. For all I know, she's still being held captive, and the entire raid was for nothing.
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actually tags in the right place...
Shouldn't we be asking you that? [Because he knows both of them were wondering. Korra will probably interject after Terra responds but they're both waiting patiently.]
there is no wrong place for hiro tags
[He didn't really want to respond with a video feed of his own, from where he's patched up in a hospital bed, but now isn't really the time for pride. Besides, seeing him might help reassure them both he's going to recover. He gives a small, apologetic smile.]
Sorry... I guess I feared the worst for you both, after everything that happened. How did you escape?
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How's the arm feeling? We were really worried about you when Baymax carried you off...
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[It'll be frustrating, being unable to fight or do even basic things properly, but he won't complain. Least of all when two of their group didn't make it.]
Did you find anything in there, before you got out?
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...you could say that. We kinda found something reallllly important. [But do they want to discuss this over the network? CERES, supposedly, is offline...but then again Mosley just waltzed out of the darkness so who knows if that's even true.] Kinda surprised, but it happened. [A beat.] Are you up for a visit, maybe? I don't know if it's information we should be sharing on the CereVice.
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[He looks around and off-camera, as if expecting eavesdroppers. Seeing none, he continues.]
But I'm staying away from the robots here. So as long as no CERES employees are hanging around, it should be safe for you to come talk.
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