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legionworld2017-12-08 05:40 pm
captainbuzzkill) wrote in legionworld2017-12-08 05:40 pm
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Red Sky At Morning
Who| Dipper and Mabel and Wash and a bunch of people
What| Dipper's breakdown and telling the truth
Where| Medbay and then down in the Hab Deck
When| Right after "After These Messages"
Warnings/Notes| cw: mental breakdown/panic attack, child distress
"Mr. Pines?"
The nurse keeps repeating his name but he doesn't really hear it.
"Mr. Pines, are you alright?" The nurse clearly is worried about his change in affect and pulls out a little light to shine in his pupils. "Did you take any hits to the head on the mission?"
"I don't understand."
"What don't you understand?" the nurse asks gently.
"She can't be gone. It doesn't make sense. She's, like, one of the smartest people on the team. Why would the Time Trapper send her back home?"
The nurse sighs. "I'm sorry, Mr. Pines, but I can't answer that question. All I know is that when I called ops to ask where she was for you like you asked, they said that she'd disappeared like some of you Legionnaires do when you're taken back home."
"But it doesn't make sense." Dipper's voice catches. "It doesn't make any sense!"
"I'm sorry, I don't know...ah. Maybe I should get Dr. Ry'kerr? It's perfectly understandable why you'd be so upset, and maybe talking to her would help --"
"IT'S NOT GOING TO HELP!" The scream is very shrill, but the crack in the air that accompanies it is booming. It echoes through the entire Medbay, loud enough that even those who haven't heard his yelling have definitely heard the thunder strike that accompanied it.
Dipper holds his hands to his head, squeezing it. He's starting to get one of the nasty head aches he gets when he's overtaxing his teke - which makes no sense. It's not like he's pushing it with his powers right now. But the head ache comes anyway, his face flushing as his blood pressure spikes. There's a throbbing ache in his nose that he knows is probably just a precursor to yet another teke-caused nose bleed.
The nurse backs away slowly, cautiously. She doesn't look scared of him so much as scared for him and isn't sure what to do next.
"It's not going to help," he repeats, his eyes welling up with tears. "It used to help, but it doesn't help anymore."
He thinks back to every time Pidge implored him to lean on his teammates, every time she promised he wasn't alone, even though his sister wasn't here like usual. They care about him. He has friends, he knows he does.
Except for when he doesn't. Because bad things keep happening and the good things keep getting taken away. Mabel came and went twice before finally staying - and who knows how long that will last. Wash got shot the one time and Pidge got robozombied and barely escaped dying or being rewritten forever.
And now Pidge is gone. And he might never see her again.
At least with Mabel, he knew she was safe at home, and...a part of him wanted her to stay there. But now Pidge is gone and he'll get to watch his sister - now his little sister - get hurt. Over and over. Probably until the light is gone from her eyes.
The world starts feeling like it's folding in on him and his eyes glow a blazing blue. There's another boom in the air, a pulse that matches his rapidly increasing heartbeat, then another. The third one shatters every bit of glass in the room. The fourth one starts bending the metal guardrails of the bed.
The nurse dives for the code button and a code grey security alert blares through the Medbay.
"Mr. Pines, you need to calm down!" the nurse calls out. "Someone might get hurt or you could hurt yourself! Please!"
The pulsing starts creating cracks in the walls - in the walls that once held all his drawings. He hadn't thought about it but they put him in the same room by sheer coincidence - or maybe it's not coincidence. This was the same room he was in after the Silent Horizon, too. The display-panel walls still have the cheerful, bright colors he'd picked out while recovering from the Yellow Lantern brainwashing, like they haven't been changed in all this time.
He suddenly realizes this is his room, a space they set aside for him to hurt in.
In this room, he scratched out a summer's worth of monsters - and a fake lifetime's worth of misery - with ink-stained hands. Tentacles of teke lash out and start gouging into those walls. During some of his rougher sessions with Dr. Ry'kerr, while putting his mind back together, she'd sometimes told him to play with clay. The gouge-marks on the walls look like clay that's had small fingers score through it. For a moment, he imagines that he can still feel it deep under his fingernails.
It's his special room to hurt in and this time there's too much hurt for it to hold. Because Pidge is gone. Because his sister is here to get hurt now, too, and Pidge is gone. Because he saw a kid get burned to death with acid, and was treated like a thing yet again, and Pidge is gone. The pulsing gets louder and the nurse dives out of the way just in time before the door to the room explodes outward off its hinges and the metal and glass wall that separates the room from the Medbay proper crumples like a soda can in a trash compactor.
Fortunately, no one is caught in the blast, but even in his current state Dipper's aware of the fact that someone could be. He's beyond being able to concentrate enough to use his flight ring, but his teke is reactive, responding to pure instinct, and tendrils of it pick through Medbay, carrying him away as his body dangles from them, giving the impression of a spider.
The Medbay fills with smoke from broken equipment and fires caused by electrical shorts, and in the hazy chaos, he gets away before the fire suppressing systems kick in and before any Legionnaires who were still in Medbay after the mission can stop him. His hat is left behind, half-shredded by his own powers.
He has to get away to somewhere in the open, somewhere where he can keep his distance from people until he can get this under control. Fortunately, one of the access points to the Hab deck is nearby. He blasts the door right off its hinges and picks his way through multiple hab spaces, ripping a trail through them like a tornado until he finds himself in his own hab space, serene and filled with redwoods - and then they start to uproot and explode. A maelstrom of grass and splintered wood and dirt starts to swirl around him, shielding him from the world, as he kneels in the air and rocks back and forth, hands squeezing his head, trying to hold in tears.
The telekinetic pulsing becomes rapidfire - matching his out-of-control heartbeat. He shakes and sweats and tries to make himself stop thinking that the world is ending. But it is. It's been ending. It ended back in Gravity Falls, when the town burned and the skies rained blood.
It never stopped ending and it never will.
What| Dipper's breakdown and telling the truth
Where| Medbay and then down in the Hab Deck
When| Right after "After These Messages"
Warnings/Notes| cw: mental breakdown/panic attack, child distress
"Mr. Pines?"
The nurse keeps repeating his name but he doesn't really hear it.
"Mr. Pines, are you alright?" The nurse clearly is worried about his change in affect and pulls out a little light to shine in his pupils. "Did you take any hits to the head on the mission?"
"I don't understand."
"What don't you understand?" the nurse asks gently.
"She can't be gone. It doesn't make sense. She's, like, one of the smartest people on the team. Why would the Time Trapper send her back home?"
The nurse sighs. "I'm sorry, Mr. Pines, but I can't answer that question. All I know is that when I called ops to ask where she was for you like you asked, they said that she'd disappeared like some of you Legionnaires do when you're taken back home."
"But it doesn't make sense." Dipper's voice catches. "It doesn't make any sense!"
"I'm sorry, I don't know...ah. Maybe I should get Dr. Ry'kerr? It's perfectly understandable why you'd be so upset, and maybe talking to her would help --"
"IT'S NOT GOING TO HELP!" The scream is very shrill, but the crack in the air that accompanies it is booming. It echoes through the entire Medbay, loud enough that even those who haven't heard his yelling have definitely heard the thunder strike that accompanied it.
Dipper holds his hands to his head, squeezing it. He's starting to get one of the nasty head aches he gets when he's overtaxing his teke - which makes no sense. It's not like he's pushing it with his powers right now. But the head ache comes anyway, his face flushing as his blood pressure spikes. There's a throbbing ache in his nose that he knows is probably just a precursor to yet another teke-caused nose bleed.
The nurse backs away slowly, cautiously. She doesn't look scared of him so much as scared for him and isn't sure what to do next.
"It's not going to help," he repeats, his eyes welling up with tears. "It used to help, but it doesn't help anymore."
He thinks back to every time Pidge implored him to lean on his teammates, every time she promised he wasn't alone, even though his sister wasn't here like usual. They care about him. He has friends, he knows he does.
Except for when he doesn't. Because bad things keep happening and the good things keep getting taken away. Mabel came and went twice before finally staying - and who knows how long that will last. Wash got shot the one time and Pidge got robozombied and barely escaped dying or being rewritten forever.
And now Pidge is gone. And he might never see her again.
At least with Mabel, he knew she was safe at home, and...a part of him wanted her to stay there. But now Pidge is gone and he'll get to watch his sister - now his little sister - get hurt. Over and over. Probably until the light is gone from her eyes.
The world starts feeling like it's folding in on him and his eyes glow a blazing blue. There's another boom in the air, a pulse that matches his rapidly increasing heartbeat, then another. The third one shatters every bit of glass in the room. The fourth one starts bending the metal guardrails of the bed.
The nurse dives for the code button and a code grey security alert blares through the Medbay.
"Mr. Pines, you need to calm down!" the nurse calls out. "Someone might get hurt or you could hurt yourself! Please!"
The pulsing starts creating cracks in the walls - in the walls that once held all his drawings. He hadn't thought about it but they put him in the same room by sheer coincidence - or maybe it's not coincidence. This was the same room he was in after the Silent Horizon, too. The display-panel walls still have the cheerful, bright colors he'd picked out while recovering from the Yellow Lantern brainwashing, like they haven't been changed in all this time.
He suddenly realizes this is his room, a space they set aside for him to hurt in.
In this room, he scratched out a summer's worth of monsters - and a fake lifetime's worth of misery - with ink-stained hands. Tentacles of teke lash out and start gouging into those walls. During some of his rougher sessions with Dr. Ry'kerr, while putting his mind back together, she'd sometimes told him to play with clay. The gouge-marks on the walls look like clay that's had small fingers score through it. For a moment, he imagines that he can still feel it deep under his fingernails.
It's his special room to hurt in and this time there's too much hurt for it to hold. Because Pidge is gone. Because his sister is here to get hurt now, too, and Pidge is gone. Because he saw a kid get burned to death with acid, and was treated like a thing yet again, and Pidge is gone. The pulsing gets louder and the nurse dives out of the way just in time before the door to the room explodes outward off its hinges and the metal and glass wall that separates the room from the Medbay proper crumples like a soda can in a trash compactor.
Fortunately, no one is caught in the blast, but even in his current state Dipper's aware of the fact that someone could be. He's beyond being able to concentrate enough to use his flight ring, but his teke is reactive, responding to pure instinct, and tendrils of it pick through Medbay, carrying him away as his body dangles from them, giving the impression of a spider.
The Medbay fills with smoke from broken equipment and fires caused by electrical shorts, and in the hazy chaos, he gets away before the fire suppressing systems kick in and before any Legionnaires who were still in Medbay after the mission can stop him. His hat is left behind, half-shredded by his own powers.
He has to get away to somewhere in the open, somewhere where he can keep his distance from people until he can get this under control. Fortunately, one of the access points to the Hab deck is nearby. He blasts the door right off its hinges and picks his way through multiple hab spaces, ripping a trail through them like a tornado until he finds himself in his own hab space, serene and filled with redwoods - and then they start to uproot and explode. A maelstrom of grass and splintered wood and dirt starts to swirl around him, shielding him from the world, as he kneels in the air and rocks back and forth, hands squeezing his head, trying to hold in tears.
The telekinetic pulsing becomes rapidfire - matching his out-of-control heartbeat. He shakes and sweats and tries to make himself stop thinking that the world is ending. But it is. It's been ending. It ended back in Gravity Falls, when the town burned and the skies rained blood.
It never stopped ending and it never will.
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Wash had retreated to the Hab deck once he'd heard. He'd already been cleared by medical, and he didn't quite want to deal with the personal fallings-out he'd had with more than one Legionnaire while dealing with Hell TV, so he'd headed to the wooded lake of Chief's hab and sunk down against a tree to think.
And, well, grieve, but he didn't want to think about it that way. Not yet. Not this soon.
He's not there long when a goddamn explosion tears through the Hab deck, and he bolts to his feet and then into the air and takes off towards its source. Legion World getting attacked again is the last goddamn thing any of them they need, but at least he can take care of it if he arrives before they can do any damage-
He stops short in midair as a tree goes flying past him. The fuck- that's not a normal explosion-
And then his HUD picks up on a flight ring in the middle of the detritus storm of which the tree is a part and identifies it. Dipper.
Oh. Oh, fuck.
Maybe he can help, but he sure as fuck can't do anything if he can't get close enough. He pulls up an open channel on the omnicomm. "Dipper is losing his shit in the Hab deck and it's ugly. I can't get close. If anyone's nearby, I could use some backup." Someone had to be around.
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