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[earthshaken]

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.]

Comments

[earthshaken]

...Right. [Terra had always been so single-mindedly obsessed with becoming a Master, it's easy to forget Roxas' standards aren't nearly so high. That Terra isn't a Master wouldn't even occur to Roxas to be an issue, when he hasn't even trained under one.

It does put a little perspective on his own problems, at least. How hard would it be, to struggle alone with a responsibility like the Keyblade? Maybe as hard as fighting the darkness, in its own way. Maybe worse.]

I guess that means neither of us can afford to slack off while we're here. We both have things we need to work on.

[coexistent]

[it would probably be worse—though maybe only so if they were able to make the final discovery that everything that happened, including roxas being lead to wield his keyblade and collect hearts, was all to further xehanort's plan. and that the result was also supposed to end in roxas becoming another vessel.

they're both victims because of what they wield, though it's something hard to even be able to say for sure.]

Yeah. [he nods, thoughtful. at the very least, his curiosity and desire to try and unravel all of the mysteries about his existence keeps him from being belligerent with terra on nearly every occasion.] To work on, and to learn, too. I know there's a lot we have to figure out, even without things that have to do with CERES.