[He hasn't slept well in days from the combination of looking after his friends, doing research on their illnesses, and the noises from beyond the wall Korra had told him about. The nightmares started coming again in the later days, and he finds himself falling out of one as the wall caves through. The noise oddly reminds him of something he'd heard inside the tower but just different enough to not be afraid. Without a second thought he suits up and bolts from his apartment with Baymax to check what's going on.
And maybe he wishes he hadn't because he was not anticipating this.
So for parts of the morning others may find Hiro and Baymax flying and outracing ghosts that are just a little too pissed off to leave the teenager alone. The pair soar, dive and turn through the air. Sorry if they lead a ghost right to you.
Later, as the words catch up to him though someone may very well hear something he didn't quite meant to say.]
But I didn't murder him! [And he dives out of sight, Baymax and Hiro splitting apart and Hiro suddenly finds himself bolting. Various spirits seem more interested in him than Baymax, it seems.] Seriously, bug off! [How's he supposed to get out of this one?]
Phase II
[Trying to find Baymax is a whole other story. But it seems like he's found him because he hears his robotic best friend a moment later. Rattled by everything happening, he doesn't even think anything of Baymax's speech pattern and begins to follow. For all he knows, the robot's really picked up on his speech pattern and he's trying out new things. Hiro would follow Baymax anywhere though and he picks up his pace, calling out for the robot to stop but continuing to follow. He tries to stop when he realizes Baymax isn't listening and finds that he can't. That's okay. Maybe his magnets are acting up and pulling him in.
…no. No that's not it, will someone please grab him before he walks himself right off of the sky bridge? Someone thinks he can jump on the robot's back like usual and be just fine.]
Phase III
[Still no sign of Baymax. He's grown better at dodging the ghosts and running to help where he can, letting those with better skill to fend them off take care of things and using his big brain to keep himself alive. Things are fine until he rounds a corner and skids to a halt right in front of one of the ghosts. Before he can back away the ghost reaches out to him, chilled fingers barely grabbing his wrist before he stumbles back.
At first, it doesn't mean anything to him. It's fine. This is fine.
…a short while later though it's not fine. In fact, a short while later some of his friends might get a text.]
SOS. I can't do this. GET ME OUT OF HERE.
[For anyone else, you might wind up walking down the sidewalk and trip over someone's foot. Hiro's crammed himself into a corner in an alleyway, curled up into a ball with his CereVice in his lap. There's a yelp whenever somebody else touches him and he backs away further, looking up with wide eyes from inside his helmet. He relaxes slightly upon seeing it's not a ghost, but the tone's still slightly shaky.]
You weren't followed, were you?
Phase IV
[It takes a lot of coaxing before he can start patrolling the city again. He has to find Baymax either way. He can't just let his robot wander alone, after all.
Unfortunately, someone finds Baymax before Hiro can. It's hard to tell that a ghost has inhabited the robot's body, seeing how he's wandering around as usual. If you're not fast enough, you might find yourself being hugged (a little harder than usual) by a red armored robot. Or being picked up and carried off somewhere.
At some points, Baymax will chime in that something feels wrong even if he can't explain it. At some points, he might just fire his robot fist toward someone.]
Oh no.
[Sorry, everybody. Heads up!]
Bonus
[Okay you know what. At some point he's had enough of these ghost shenanigans. As much as he hates CERES and as much as he distrusts anything given to him by them, this can't be any worse than dealing with the ghosts on his own.
Still shaken and uneasy, he's out and around Cerealia with the ghost-vac in his hand, creeping around corners and checking crevices to capture these guys. Eventually he'll stop and weigh the device in his hand, turning to whoever's nearby.]
ota;
[He hasn't slept well in days from the combination of looking after his friends, doing research on their illnesses, and the noises from beyond the wall Korra had told him about. The nightmares started coming again in the later days, and he finds himself falling out of one as the wall caves through. The noise oddly reminds him of something he'd heard inside the tower but just different enough to not be afraid. Without a second thought he suits up and bolts from his apartment with Baymax to check what's going on.
And maybe he wishes he hadn't because he was not anticipating this.
So for parts of the morning others may find Hiro and Baymax flying and outracing ghosts that are just a little too pissed off to leave the teenager alone. The pair soar, dive and turn through the air. Sorry if they lead a ghost right to you.
Later, as the words catch up to him though someone may very well hear something he didn't quite meant to say.]
But I didn't murder him! [And he dives out of sight, Baymax and Hiro splitting apart and Hiro suddenly finds himself bolting. Various spirits seem more interested in him than Baymax, it seems.] Seriously, bug off! [How's he supposed to get out of this one?]
Phase II
[Trying to find Baymax is a whole other story. But it seems like he's found him because he hears his robotic best friend a moment later. Rattled by everything happening, he doesn't even think anything of Baymax's speech pattern and begins to follow. For all he knows, the robot's really picked up on his speech pattern and he's trying out new things. Hiro would follow Baymax anywhere though and he picks up his pace, calling out for the robot to stop but continuing to follow. He tries to stop when he realizes Baymax isn't listening and finds that he can't. That's okay. Maybe his magnets are acting up and pulling him in.
…no. No that's not it, will someone please grab him before he walks himself right off of the sky bridge? Someone thinks he can jump on the robot's back like usual and be just fine.]
Phase III
[Still no sign of Baymax. He's grown better at dodging the ghosts and running to help where he can, letting those with better skill to fend them off take care of things and using his big brain to keep himself alive. Things are fine until he rounds a corner and skids to a halt right in front of one of the ghosts. Before he can back away the ghost reaches out to him, chilled fingers barely grabbing his wrist before he stumbles back.
At first, it doesn't mean anything to him. It's fine. This is fine.
…a short while later though it's not fine. In fact, a short while later some of his friends might get a text.]
SOS. I can't do this. GET ME OUT OF HERE.
[For anyone else, you might wind up walking down the sidewalk and trip over someone's foot. Hiro's crammed himself into a corner in an alleyway, curled up into a ball with his CereVice in his lap. There's a yelp whenever somebody else touches him and he backs away further, looking up with wide eyes from inside his helmet. He relaxes slightly upon seeing it's not a ghost, but the tone's still slightly shaky.]
You weren't followed, were you?
Phase IV
[It takes a lot of coaxing before he can start patrolling the city again. He has to find Baymax either way. He can't just let his robot wander alone, after all.
Unfortunately, someone finds Baymax before Hiro can. It's hard to tell that a ghost has inhabited the robot's body, seeing how he's wandering around as usual. If you're not fast enough, you might find yourself being hugged (a little harder than usual) by a red armored robot. Or being picked up and carried off somewhere.
At some points, Baymax will chime in that something feels wrong even if he can't explain it. At some points, he might just fire his robot fist toward someone.]
Oh no.
[Sorry, everybody. Heads up!]
Bonus
[Okay you know what. At some point he's had enough of these ghost shenanigans. As much as he hates CERES and as much as he distrusts anything given to him by them, this can't be any worse than dealing with the ghosts on his own.
Still shaken and uneasy, he's out and around Cerealia with the ghost-vac in his hand, creeping around corners and checking crevices to capture these guys. Eventually he'll stop and weigh the device in his hand, turning to whoever's nearby.]
How many do you think this thing can hold anyway?