Parahumans: the First Dawn

[Strikingwolf]

|Glade|
|Street|

What have I gotten myself into now...Maybe I can get out of this somehow...If only things were simpler. Maybe I can get out by doing something called a `rocket jump.` Seems unlikely but I might as well give it a try...nothing nothing could be worse than the horror of being forced to endure being around someone who I can't love for fear of hurting them.

"I can't take that chance, I can't hurt you like I hurt her," I say through the tears. As I say this I start to kick the ground in an attempt to propel myself up onto the roof of the coffee shop.

 

[Nisteth]

|Esaias|
|Hospital|

As he wakes up, she sighs in relief and lowers her head. "That's just fine. There's been stuff like this happening all over the city, and we're more part of it than you might imagine... Thanks so much for still giving him care. Honestly didn't think he would wake up for a while..." Esaias moves a forelock back behind her ear as she sits down in the chair next to him, and smiles at the nurse for a moment before resting her jaw in her hand, sighing again.

Once I heard he had a broken leg... well, I thought he wouldn't actually wake up for a while, at least. Ugh, the flood of endorphins and emotions I'm having right now... guess the shock of both falling off the bike and all the adrenaline is starting to wear off. Hopefully he can still walk after he's done recovering.

 

[GPuzzle]

|Hospital|

"Three months, I reckon. But yes, they closed off half the entire emergency department down there! It's a mess right now, and everyone's trying to sort it out."

"I reckon you two'd want some time alone, and we have a lot of patients from that accident, therefore, I'm leaving."

|Simon|
|Streets|

She was... shaking the ground. All by herself. That's rather impressive for anyone, really.

"Look, Glade, my mother always said the basis of relationships was that both parties needed to rely on one another. I'm willing to rely on you, so long as you are willing to rely on me. So I don't care if I get hurt, so long as you are there to heal me. I'm willing to take the risk. Alright? Don't cry. It'll be alright."

 

[Strikingwolf]

|Glade|
|Streets|

I listen to his words and I believe them...I finally believe them...But what do they really mean...do they mean that he is willing to be hurt for me, or does he think that I won't hurt him

Through the sobbing I say, "It isn't a matter of whether or not you will recover...it is a matter of whether or not I could stand the fact that I hurt you..."

I collapse into his arms sobbing...Am I really this weak...have I lost this much...have I been reduced to this state in a matter of hours...only half a day ago I was going to the dojo to train the kids...now here I am sobbing into a boy's arms that I barely know...who am I anymore...

 

[GPuzzle]

|Simon|
|Streets|

"Okay, the situation is getting out of hand. Do you want to go to my apartment? My flatmates shouldn't be there yet. Besides, you'll never know if you never try."

 

[ThomazM]

|Esaias|
|Hospital|

As he wakes up, she sighs in relief and lowers her head. "That's just fine. There's been stuff like this happening all over the city, and we're more part of it than you might imagine... Thanks so much for still giving him care. Honestly didn't think he would wake up for a while..." Esaias moves a forelock back behind her ear as she sits down in the chair next to him, and smiles at the nurse for a moment before resting her jaw in her hand, sighing again.

Once I heard he had a broken leg... well, I thought he wouldn't actually wake up for a while, at least. Ugh, the flood of endorphins and emotions I'm having right now... guess the shock of both falling off the bike and all the adrenaline is starting to wear off. Hopefully he can still walk after he's done recovering.

|Hospital|

"Three months, I reckon. But yes, they closed off half the entire emergency department down there! It's a mess right now, and everyone's trying to sort it out."

"I reckon you two'd want some time alone, and we have a lot of patients from that accident, therefore, I'm leaving."

|Christopher Watson|
|Hospital|

I watch as the nurse left the room in a hurry, not giving much time to reply. I guess I understand, it was a pretty, unusually big accident, so to speak - "I wonder how many people got hurt." I sighed at the thought, bringing my hand over my eyes again. I could feel Esaias presence, though I'm not too sure about bringing the topic up, for my own sanity and for the sake of not sounding awkward, as ninety percent of time. I raise my arm slightly, just enough so I can see her, sitting in the chair next to my bed.

-"What a day, uh?" - I said, in a shy tone, lowering my arm again.

I really don't know how to approach these types of situations - hell, I don't even know if I should. Should I just leave it as is? But what if she doesn't even think that way about me? This could all just be a huge misunderstanding, and I think it is, in fact. I'm overthinking things again, aren't I? I mean, I've only met her today, and people that I barely know are talking about us being in love? I sighed internally at the thought. I really shouldn't be even thinking about the possibility, but I am. Humans are such overcomplicated creatures. Someday, someone will figure us out, I'm sure. Until then...

 

[Strikingwolf]

|Simon|
|Streets|

"Okay, the situation is getting out of hand. Do you want to go to my apartment? My flatmates shouldn't be there yet. Besides, you'll never know if you never try."

|Glade|
|Streets|

I've never felt such emotion...never have my walls broken down this intensely...

Still sobbing I answer Simon "Okay...that would be for the best..."

Will I ever stop being weak...will my fiery self and my emotional self ever be one and the same...will I ever stop wishing I was the other while I am one of the two?

 

[Nisteth]

|Esaias|
|Hospital|

She looks over at him and smiles slightly before chuckling. "Guess I know what I'm inventing next... I kind of have to rebuild the thing that exploded, but I'm pretty sure Mekhan won't mind me inventing something that'll make people's lives easier who are like you - especially since there's an absurd amount of people who are injured now... heh. 3 months should be plenty of time." She rubs the back of her neck nervously as she looks at the floor, trying to think of what to say.

Now wouldn't really be a good time to talk to him about the love at first sight thing and how I was embarrassed and all that jazz... crap, what if he doesn't like me? Boy, that'd be embarrassing, especially after he just saved me from an injury... but what if he likes me, and that's why he... didn't really mind it that much, and tried to hide it? But... no, he certainly would've done that to anybody... not sure about hiding it though. Does he really care about me that much, or is he just a gentleman?

Augh, this is making my mind go all over the place just as bad as it did when I was signing the papers for my job at Mekhan Inc. Life changing decisions REALLY aren't my specialty, are they? "...I feel like I owe you my life. Or at least owe you for sparing me a horrible injury..."

 

[GPuzzle]

|Simon|
|Simon's Apartment|

"Make yourself at home."

My bedroom wasn't exactly organized. There weren't clothes all over the place, but the place was still a mess of paper filled with song sketches, my bow and arrow, my bass, my computer and a gigantic mess of books, manga and comics.

"Now, can you explain what was so traumatic to you that it caused you to start crying out of nowhere?"

 

[Strikingwolf]

|Glade|
|Simon's Apartment|

"It was two years ago...I was walking around the halls of my school. My twin sister was one of the more popular girls...we didn't really get along. While I was walking I heard her talking with her friends....about me!"

I kick a book across the room. Can I still not love my sister...even after I beat her to near death...even after that dreadful day...

"In that moment I acted on nothing but impulse...the entire action was a blur. All I remember is the satisfaction I got from punching and kicking her; we had gotten into fights before, but this time I took it to far. I still can't believe that I hurt her so much" I wipe away the tears from my face.

"She was in the hospital for three months...massive internal organ damage. They had to operate on her...and she lost the ability to walk. I caused it all I caused it all...and to top it all off...on today of all days all this happens" I lean into his arms and sob...Where is my self-control? What is this feeling I have...that the very same thing that I did to her I will do to this man

 

[GPuzzle]

|Simon|
|Simon's Apartment|

"This wasn't a good experience to anyone, I think, but it's the past and you cannot change that. But you can learn from it. I think you've grown from those days, but you'll never know if you never try."

"Besides, it could be worse. You could be me, and be unremarkable and with no stories to tell about your life."

Yes, crack a joke at your own expense, Simon. Because that works.

"I reckon you'd want to clean your face, wouldn't you?"

 

[ThomazM]

|Esaias|
|Hospital|

She looks over at him and smiles slightly before chuckling. "Guess I know what I'm inventing next... I kind of have to rebuild the thing that exploded, but I'm pretty sure Mekhan won't mind me inventing something that'll make people's lives easier who are like you - especially since there's an absurd amount of people who are injured now... heh. 3 months should be plenty of time." She rubs the back of her neck nervously as she looks at the floor, trying to think of what to say.

Now wouldn't really be a good time to talk to him about the love at first sight thing and how I was embarrassed and all that jazz... crap, what if he doesn't like me? Boy, that'd be embarrassing, especially after he just saved me from an injury... but what if he likes me, and that's why he... didn't really mind it that much, and tried to hide it? But... no, he certainly would've done that to anybody... not sure about hiding it though. Does he really care about me that much, or is he just a gentleman?

Augh, this is making my mind go all over the place just as bad as it did when I was signing the papers for my job at Mekhan Inc. Life changing decisions REALLY aren't my specialty, are they? "...I feel like I owe you my life. Or at least owe you for sparing me a horrible injury..."

|Christopher Watson|
|Hospital|

Hell, she did lose her bike - I nearly forgot about that. My inner self just smacked himself in the face, that's for sure. But I mean, some pretty weird stuff happened today, I guess I'm not to blame when it comes to forgetting something, in this particular situation, at least - my brain can't even handle it all still, and now with all this "love" thing, I guess I do have more important things to concentrate on.

-"A scientist with superpowers" - I smiled, releasing a faint laugh- "What's else for you to achieve?" - I said, in a playful manner.

It's weird how the whole superpowers thing went almost instantly from first to second, when it comes to the list of weird things that happened today. I can't stop thinking about that. It's so, conflicting. One part of me smiles, and another crumbles under it's disappearing platform of sanity. I think I've expressed enough times already that I don't know what to make out of this. Heck, she is special, I can feel that deeply, almost as if the thought was running through my very veins, "but"... I cannot let this happen again. What did we always said to ourselves after it happened, Watson? "It wasn't a tragedy, it was a lesson". Why don't you learn, my dear Watson? My inner self sighs. I hid my 'full of thoughts' expression the best I could. Trying to continue the conversation, I swallow dry.

-"Oh, you don't even start..." -I sat down, looking at her- "You don't own me anything, understand? It was more like a pleasure than anything" -I said confidently.

 

[Nisteth]

(At this point, the thought italics are getting ridiculous and limiting me.)
|Esaias|
|Hospital|

She gazes at him for a moment, blushing as he says this before smiling warmly, then looking back down at the floor. "Sorry... I just..." She sighs and doesn't say anything for a few seconds. "Thank you." she says happily, and her mind pretty much empties as she is left to her own thoughts. Oh gosh... what if he really does like me? But... he's bed-ridden. How would our relationship work? I'd have to work pretty much 24/7 on that invention - no time for any other ones... bah, I hope Mekhan understands. There's not many things that I regret nowadays, but this is definitely one of them. The stress of the situation is making me sick to my stomach.

Well, at least that new technology came out where they're able to simulate a nervous system in cybernetics, so they can actually touch and feel things like we can. Maybe I should pay for amputation and get him a robot leg... NO! What am I thinking? That'd benefit NOBODY. But then I need to make something that can somehow heal broken bones and injuries in a pinch. Nanowrap, maybe? No... Part of her sighs as she tries to work out the whole situation with her head, and just continuously, endlessly bundling it into a more and more complex situation. Boy, I'm really not going to get good sleep.

Wait, I forgot! Where am I gonna sleep? Oh boy, with my bike almost wrecked and this far from my house... oh MAN! Ugh... Mekhan Inc isn't too far from here... but in one night? Wait, there's that new technology that can simulate the nerve system - make you feel things in prosthetic limbs. So I have the knowledge to rebuild his nervous system, and definitely enough for bones... could I perhaps make some kind of robot to heal him? It wouldn't be small by ANY means, but I might be able to accelerate stem cell growth. That would help all the other people here too... maybe I can borrow some tech from the hospital so I don't have to create everything from scratch. Now we're cooking with gas...

Esaias looks over to him with a grin on her face. "I've got one heck of an idea, Watson. And it might just work... I'll be back soon, I've got some stuff to pick up from Mekhan's place!" She stands up, rushing towards the door and using the edge to swing herself around, heading through the halls at a brisk pace before stopping at the main desk. "Look, I don't really have much time to explain, but I hope you've got some spare tech lying around, cause boy, I've got an idea that might fix this entire situation. It's going to be one heck of a jury rig, but it just might work. Either way, I'm going to get this thing finished. I'm on a roll today! Tell your patients that help's coming at least within the timespan of a few days." she says almost all at once, with a smile of her face before running out the main door and making a mad dash down the sidewalk - in the middle of the evening, too.

 

[ThomazM]

(At this point, the thought italics are getting ridiculous and limiting me.)
|Esaias|
|Hospital|

She gazes at him for a moment, blushing as he says this before smiling warmly, then looking back down at the floor. "Sorry... I just..." She sighs and doesn't say anything for a few seconds. "Thank you." she says happily, and her mind pretty much empties as she is left to her own thoughts. Oh gosh... what if he really does like me? But... he's bed-ridden. How would our relationship work? I'd have to work pretty much 24/7 on that invention - no time for any other ones... bah, I hope Mekhan understands. There's not many things that I regret nowadays, but this is definitely one of them. The stress of the situation is making me sick to my stomach.

|Christopher Watson|
|Hospital|
(OCC: In big posts like this, I'll answer it in parts, it will much easier to react to everything that happens).

Seeing her smile gave me a strange feeling, a familiar feeling. I should have expected it to happen at least once by now, honestly. This familiar cold sensation in my stomach which I hate so direly. I replied with a shy smile, laying on the bed again, putting one of my hands on the left side of my torso, which hurt a bit, I guess this is where that rib broke. I try to make myself comfortable, staring at the ceiling, with one of my hands holding my head in a ever slight angle.

(At this point, the thought italics are getting ridiculous and limiting me.)
|Esaias|
|Hospital|

She gazes at him for a moment, blushing as he says this before smiling warmly, then looking back down at the floor. "Sorry... I just..." She sighs and doesn't say anything for a few seconds. "Thank you." she says happily, and her mind pretty much empties as she is left to her own thoughts. Oh gosh... what if he really does like me? But... he's bed-ridden. How would our relationship work? I'd have to work pretty much 24/7 on that invention - no time for any other ones... bah, I hope Mekhan understands. There's not many things that I regret nowadays, but this is definitely one of them. The stress of the situation is making me sick to my stomach.

Well, at least that new technology came out where they're able to simulate a nervous system in cybernetics, so they can actually touch and feel things like we can. Maybe I should pay for amputation and get him a robot leg... NO! What am I thinking? That'd benefit NOBODY. But then I need to make something that can somehow heal broken bones and injuries in a pinch. Nanowrap, maybe? No... Part of her sighs as she tries to work out the whole situation with her head, and just continuously, endlessly bundling it into a more and more complex situation. Boy, I'm really not going to get good sleep.

Wait, I forgot! Where am I gonna sleep? Oh boy, with my bike almost wrecked and this far from my house... oh MAN! Ugh... Mekhan Inc isn't too far from here... but in one night? Wait, there's that new technology that can simulate the nerve system - make you feel things in prosthetic limbs. So I have the knowledge to rebuild his nervous system, and definitely enough for bones... could I perhaps make some kind of robot to heal him? It wouldn't be small by ANY means, but I might be able to accelerate stem cell growth. That would help all the other people here too... maybe I can borrow some tech from the hospital so I don't have to create everything from scratch. Now we're cooking with gas...

Esaias looks over to him with a grin on her face. "I've got one heck of an idea, Watson. And it might just work... I'll be back soon, I've got some stuff to pick up from Mekhan's place!" She stands up, rushing towards the door and using the edge to swing herself around, heading through the halls at a brisk pace before stopping at the main desk. "Look, I don't really have much time to explain, but I hope you've got some spare tech lying around, cause boy, I've got an idea that might fix this entire situation. It's going to be one heck of a jury rig, but it just might work. Either way, I'm going to get this thing finished. I'm on a roll today! Tell your patients that help's coming at least within the timespan of a few days." she says almost all at once, with a smile of her face before running out the main door and making a mad dash down the sidewalk - in the middle of the evening, too.

She seemed perplexed by something, I couldn't quite figure out what just by her facial expression - but then again, I've never been really good at analyzing those myself. I could guess, but the answer is so obvious I might as well just not say it. I glanced at her ever so slightly. Opening my mouth, meaning to ask "what's wrong", but before I could, she just storms out of the room, with a grin on her face, saying she had an idea. I don't have a good feeling about this, but well, she is the scientist here. I was still confused, to say the least.

-"Esaias, wai-..." She left.

I reclined my head back into the pillow, unable to do anything. Watching the door, I sighed.

 

[GPuzzle]

[Brock Blackwood]
[The Forest]

"What in the absolute fuck is that thing?" Brock shouted. Then it spoke. It spoke. "Just a harmless little bunny." It said. He was pretty sure that was referencing something, but he didn't have time to think about that.

Surely it couldn't be real. But Brock didn't have time to think about that. "Well I bloody hope so." replied Brock, and fired off an arrow at it. Then he ran for his life, using his parkour knowledge to kick off of a tree at another and attempting to climb the new tree. He just had to hope that these things couldn't climb.

|Forest|

The arrow ricocheted off the creature's armor, bouncing off and breaking before falling on the floor.

The giant rabbit could not climb, but it certainly could break it. It rampaged through out, and started breaking the tree's base. A laughter, much like a psycopathic manchild, was heard from the same place the Monty Python quote came from. And more and more hares started gathering around the tree the gigantic bunny was ramming into.

 

[LivingAngryCheese]

[Brock Blackwood]
[Forest]

The giant rabbit... well, whatever it was, shrugged off the arrow just like Brock had expected. Then it started ramming the tree. Damn. Brock hadn't thought of that. He had a little while to think at that moment, and he took it. Knowing he wasn't hallucinating or going mad, he could feel the rabbit hitting the tree, he came to the conclusion he must be dreaming.

I'll just close my eyes... and when I open them, I'll be awake. What the hell. He was still in the same place. Hearing a voice in the distance, no, not a voice, the same voice as before. Further confirming he was sane. Shit. He had preferred insanity to this. Taking the one lead he had, he shot an arrow to distract the rabbit, and leaped off the tree in the direction he thought he had heard the voice from, preparing to roll.

 

[RJS]

|Daniel|

Daniel sees what appears to be a policewoman in front of him. He immediately feels himself tensing up as he loathes the police and their corruption. "Of course, it is not like I can say that without hypocrisy," Daniel giggles to himself. He then starts to stare at her wondering what she wanted, it is not like the police would ever find out who he was, a few 'gifts' here and there would always sort that out.

[Old Docklands]

Well this was not what I expected to find. As I stared at the metallic person lying on top of the wreckage, I wonder how I managed to miss him the first time. His metallic appearance isn't the only disconcerting thing about him - his eyes, whilst looking directly at me, appear to be focused somewhere else entirely. The overall effect is so strange that I completely fail to notice my keys slip out of my pocket and fly into him, where they remain, stuck to his torso. The metallic clang as they hit him snaps me out of my stupor.

"Hello there sir, I'm DI Bales of the Metropolitan Police, and you look like your day has been almost as disconcerting as mine. Judging from your appearance, and from how my keys have just flown out of my pocket, I guess you're currently stuck on top of a very powerful magnet. Are you hurt in any way, or just trapped? Would you be able to tell me what's happened here?"

 

[Strikingwolf]

|Simon|
|Simon's Apartment|

"This wasn't a good experience to anyone, I think, but it's the past and you cannot change that. But you can learn from it. I think you've grown from those days, but you'll never know if you never try."

"Besides, it could be worse. You could be me, and be unremarkable and with no stories to tell about your life."

Yes, crack a joke at your own expense, Simon. Because that works.

"I reckon you'd want to clean your face, wouldn't you?"

|Glade|
|Simon's Apartment|

Does he really think that changes anything? Does he really think that experience won't haunt me for the rest of my life? And is that good or bad...And the joke was cute, in a nerdy sort of way

"It could be worse, but being in your situation wouldn't be worse and that doesn't make it better," I say as I get up and go to the bathroom to wash my face.

I splash the water to my face, and I can feel the difference in my state of mind. What now Glade? You're in a guys apartment who you barely know, you can't just leave can you? And what about the others? Where do they think we are?

I walk back into the main room determined to get back to the hospital. "Come on Simon, lets go see what the other two lovebirds are up to."

 

[GPuzzle]

|Simon|
|Simon's Apartment|

"Don't see why not. Let's go. Besides, did not one of them fracture a rib or, uhm, something like that?"

 

[HeilMewTwo]

[Old Docklands]

Well this was not what I expected to find. As I stared at the metallic person lying on top of the wreckage, I wonder how I managed to miss him the first time. His metallic appearance isn't the only disconcerting thing about him - his eyes, whilst looking directly at me, appear to be focused somewhere else entirely. The overall effect is so strange that I completely fail to notice my keys slip out of my pocket and fly into him, where they remain, stuck to his torso. The metallic clang as they hit him snaps me out of my stupor.

"Hello there sir, I'm DI Bales of the Metropolitan Police, and you look like your day has been almost as disconcerting as mine. Judging from your appearance, and from how my keys have just flown out of my pocket, I guess you're currently stuck on top of a very powerful magnet. Are you hurt in any way, or just trapped? Would you be able to tell me what's happened here?"

|Daniel|
[Old Docklands]

Daniel took a little while to focus on the words that had just been said to him, when he finally figured out what would be best to respond with he put on his best smile and said, "Hello, I think that I am trapped by this magnet, why? I have no idea and I do not seem to be injured in any way. Though you are making me curious with how you have had a day as strange as this."