[Open] There's a Point Where It Tips, There's a Point Where It Breaks

[zerotohiro]

Who: Everyone in Cerealia who figured out the code words for this meeting
When: Evening of IC 5/31, after Hawke's network post
Where: Sanctuary
What: "A pizza party" aka a meeting about the new masked figure that appeared.
Warnings: N/A, maybe some talks about what Alien-kun had to say, etc.


[It's evening by the time Hiro gets to the Sanctuary. Anyone who had seen him this morning will have spotted him with Baymax, both of them sans their normal armor and Baymax carrying what looks like a giant box. They had preparations to make, after all. He makes his way in and out of the building a few times but by the time the first of their guests arrive, everything's set up.

Upon entering the Sanctuary, Baymax moves to stand guard and collect your CereVice in a box at the door. Please don't cheat, he doesn't like when people aren't playing fair. In exchange for the CereVice, you will receive a form and a pencil before Baymax cheerfully waves you away.

Hiro's sitting on a table at the head of the lounge watching people come in. Hawke had promised these people pizza and cake (Hawke why) and he's delivering on that promise. The stack is about as tall as he is, more than enough to feed everyone who's shown up. He waits until a majority of the people show up before he clears his throat to gather attention.]

...uh, hey! [Well. That's a great, confident start.] I know this was sort of last minute and everything, but I really appreciate all of you coming by and actually listening to Hawke. [Sorry Hawke. But there's a grin which says he's more than appreciative.] I know you're probably here for free food, but there's a couple of things you should know. [Sliding off of the table, he moves to stand in front of what looks like a small mechanical box.]

When we all got back a few days ago, I started thinking about the fact that CERES can watch us from...pretty much anywhere. So I took some plans for something else I've been working on, improvised a little bit and created this thing. It'll deflect the signal from our implants and block them out completely as long as we're in this room. I've tested it out a couple of time already, the whole thing gets thrown off. It's...why I wanted to meet here! Because that sort of leads right to my next point.

[There's a small sigh as he paces the room, Baymax waddling after him. He moves back to the table he'd been sitting on to pull up the mask he'd been given a while ago.]

All of you probably received one of these either from that fortune teller, Aria, or it just showed up. And while we were out there? Some of you probably found the terminal like I did and spoke with a masked figure. [A beat.] I'm starting to realize that it told all of us something different, but the most important part is that it's with the Flamine Federation. You know. The guys who supposedly destroyed our planets. Baymax gave all of you a form--um. [And here he pauses, unsure if it's really appropriate to be ordering people to share information but then again that's what they all need. He's always believed everybody needs to be aware of what's happening.] Basically I guess just...answer what you can and tack it up on the board--[A gesture to a large bulletin board he pulled from who knows where.]--and talk amongst yourselves about what happened out there? Alien...the monsters, that weird altar? A bunch of you saw that, right? What was that about?

[Dear god somebody help him.] ...look, I tried. There's free food. This is about all I could throw together so fast before something else happens here. So...yeah. Let's just start figuring out what's really happening here, okay?

[Vague hand gestures? Vague hand gestures. He shuts up after that and sort of shrinks back into his hoodie, jumping back up on the table to hand out food and keep an eye on the room. All right, colonists. You know what to do.]

[ooc: Welcome to the info-sharing mingle! The idea behind this is for characters to ICly fill out this form (coded by the wonderful Fidgey/Katsura-mun) and have it displayed for everyone to view that information. You can post your sheet in your comment or link it to a post elsewhere in your journal, or even post it in the post I made that the form's posted into. HOWEVER this is open to everyone even if your character didn't speak to the alien and just wants to check stuff out! As a note: characters will start to feel sick after about two hours in the Sanctuary due to the frequency deflector. Sorry about that! Any questions hit me up via PM or plurk at alternatively]

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[zerotohiro]

[From the moment Yu says "I want to be clear about something" his stomach drops out and his eyes widen. He knows what this is about. He doesn't want tot think about what this is about, but he knows even before Yu continues. He's shaking his head even with every sentence.

Those words are on the tip of his tongue, but he knows. He knows Yu won't let him get away with saying it, and he knows that he made something of a promise to Dipper to slow down and stop trying to get right in the line of fire. And Yu is also right. Hiro will feel responsible, just as he feels mildly responsible for other things.]

That doesn't change that we're the ones who did it, Yu. [He shakes his head again.] I should have thought it through better. And even so, now you're the only one who's going to pay the price. Tell me something. Tell me how any of that is fair.

[covenantal]

No. [ Firmly. ] I should have thought it through better. It was my theory. I'm the one that brought the idea to you. I only brought my idea to Mosley-san days later and learned I'd been wrong from the start. The fault is mine, and I dragged you into it.

[ There's fire and burning in him. He's clearly angry, railing against the unfairness of it all, but also very controlled. Slowly, he shakes his head. ]

I'm not the only one at stake. We're going to fight for all of us, Hiro. No one's going to pay if we can do anything at all to stop it. And if we can't... [ Yu takes a steadying breath. ] We'll figure that out when the time comes.

[zerotohiro]

But I could have said no and told you it was a bad idea. [But he knows he won't win. He knows Yu will argue with him and he recognizes that anger. It's enough to get him to back down and he shakes his head, staring at something across the room instead of at Yu.]

There's no "if we can't", Yu. We're going to do this no matter what. I'll talk to Mosley, I'll research, we'll figure it out before time runs out. That's what this meeting's for. I wanted to know what we were working with and I'm finding out a lot more than I would have if we'd just left this stuff alone.

[covenantal]

You shouldn't have had to. [ It is a bit of an impasse, isn't it? On things like this, Yu won't budge. He's the leader; he makes these calls. And when he makes mistakes, the only person he won't forgive is himself.

When Hiro looks across the room, he finally lets his anger go, his edges eroding as he eases off his rare fit of temper. Hiro also won't see that rare look in his eye, fleeting, there and gone before the other boy can look at him again.

There's no "if we can't."

Truly?

If there's one thing he doesn't like about the time he's spent in Cerealia, it's that it's taught him doubt.

What he does is nod, calmly and resolutely. ]

We'll research. And let me know what Mosley-san says. We'll do this together. All of us.

[zerotohiro]

[It's certainly an impasse. They're both leaders, both cut from the same sort of cloth, both stubborn and determined and unable to forgive themselves when things go wrong. The difference is that Hiro's still driven solely by hope. Yu now has doubt joining him.

On the other hand? It's that doubt that's keeping Yu sharp, and allowing Hiro to run recklessly.]

I know I've been doing other stuff on my own still even after you and I have talked about it, but with this? We're definitely going to need to work together. I'm counting on you and Dipper talking to others, too, to see what kind of information the three of us can pool together to help everybody at large. We've just gotta work fast.

You'll be one of the first to know what Mosley says though. Trust me.