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[storm] come get steve he's a menace

WHO: Steve Rogers + You ?
WHERE: Around Temba
WHAT: Catch-all for the event
WHEN: During the event
WARNINGS: Well Steve is losing his powers for a bit I guess. Violence, maybe?

Oct 10th - ~14th

Someone probably should have told Steve Rogers to stay put, but it's Steve Rogers, so he's doing no such thing. Unfortunately for everyone around him, he's lost his serum, which means that he's currently swimming in his shirt and had to cut a new hole in his belt just to hold his pants up, because he doesn't have time or resources to go to Alien Target to get a new set of clothes.

If you're lucky, then you'll meet him at the hospital, where he'll be tending whatever wounds you have, extremely carefully.

And if you're unlucky, then he's out on town trying to gather supplies or find food to bring back, or even just to check in on other people. It seems that no one remembered to remind Steve that he's no longer resistant to whatever's in the air, so he doesn't travel long distances. And whether he ducks inside wherever you are just to breathe a little easier, or whether he's outside looking like whatever he's carrying is bigger than he is, well. He's struggling a little.

And if you're really, really unlucky, Steve might be in the middle of engaging with one of the creatures. What he lacks in combat ability, he has in spades in actual learned skill, so even though he's having a real hard time with it because there's no power in his kicks and he'd absolutely get bodied by a large rodent, he's still out here trying. He's just in need of an assist.

Oct 15th, by Alien Target Gate

Somehow, luckily, Steve's managed to stay alive, and he's run into a couple uh, familiar-adjacent faces. After he parts ways with them, he heads on over to the department store in order to find the gate so that he can help shut it down. With his acrobatic skill, resistance to poison, and newly-acquired energy shield, he's much-better equipped than he had been to run around town.

He makes it late enough to see people gathering around it, though the creatures keep coming out so it's not like it's hard to miss. "Behind you!" he shouts as he tosses his shield at one of the demo dogs, knocking it to the side and catching his giant laser frisbee.

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"We'll cross that bridge when we come to it. I just don't wanna be in the way in case someone else needs it."

Now it's time for Sonic to very awkwardly and perhaps overly cautiously shimmy his way to the edge of the counter top and try to reach the footstool with his good leg. It has the same energy of a toddler trying to climb off something that's way too big mixed with a stupid cat stuck up a tree, but to his credit he's not complaining?

Steve will help him down off the sink. He would just carry the guy but he'd like to leave Sonic as much dignity as possible.

"Well, we've got plenty of rooms here," he says. "And we'll stock up on anything we need later, so don't worry about that." He's not sure they can, but he'll do his best. He doesn't want anyone who needs care to deny it just because they're worried about resources.

He's definitely that person to deny care to himself, though.

It's all good, Sonic can wobble his way to a nice corner to sleep in, or wherever he ends up. He's not too picky.

"I'll try not to worry about it too much." Only because he's probably going to be asleep for a while, at least until a spooky noise from outside wakes him up and he decides to never sleep again, but hey.

"Sure. Leave all the worrying to me. Don't mind if I keep you company until someone else comes in need of medical attention, right?" Because he's got nothing better to do than to watch over his current patient and make sure he doesn't do anything stupid.

"Nah, that's fine. I could probably use the company right now anyway."

Yes, mostly to keep him from doing anything stupid. Sonic knows what he's about, but right now he's about finding a hospital bed or even a chair to crash in. If that's in this room, great! He'll just try to crawl up on that shit.

"Great," Steve says, as he sits down by Sonic whenever he manages to find a place to be. "Tell me about yourself."

No, this isn't a therapist visit, but, he figures he could at least be nice and ask while they're here. He wants to go out there and fight, but he knows it's important for someone to be in here waiting.

He kind of feels bad taking up a whole bed when he's so tiny and someone else might need it more, but also he feels like a pile of butts so JUST THIS ONCE, he's going to be a little selfish and hog a bed.

Anyway.

"There's not a lot to tell, really. I'm just a guy that loves adventure."

Which gets him into constant trouble, naturally.

Uh-huh. There's a lot more to this story and Steve knows it. But he'll try a different tack.

"Why don't you tell me about some of your adventures then?" he inquires. He does take an interest, but, he's also just trying to keep Sonic talking.

"Mostly they involve a guy who keeps tryin' to take over the world and makin' sure he doesn't do that. I used to think it was getting stale and boring, but honestly I'd take that over all this any day."

Sonic's trying to keep talking, but he seems to be having a hard time keeping his eyes open.

"Oh, yeah? Tell me about him. He sounds like a couple guys I know from back home," he says. "All kinda bad news. I'm guessing he's more of the same sort."

And typically they don't get found out unless they have some resources to make their dreams a reality, which makes them dangerous.

"He's got this horrible moustache." That's probably not the kind of detail Steve was looking for, but Sonic's tired give him a break.

"Dude's like, a turbo genius, likes to build robots. A lot. But it's fine because I'm good at breaking them. Naturally he can be pretty bad news sometimes too, which back home can be a problem? But like, not so much here. Oh-- right, he's here too. Haven't heard from him since before the storm, though. It would suck if he got eaten."

He has mixed feelings about the whole thing. Shit's weird.

That was absolutely not the kind of detail that Steve was looking for or wanted but it's okay.

Also, what's up with all the people here who are good at building robots? Seems a little bit strange and like Steve's the weird one for not knowing how.

"Well, we can go look for him later."

It's fine, Sonic doesn't know how to build them either. Just blow them up with his face.

"He's probably fine. Like I said, dude's a turbo genius. I'm more worried about my friends out there, y'know? I haven't really heard from anyone since this all started, and now I'm all busted up and I can't even help them."

"Well, the network's down. Maybe they'll come looking for you. I can always go looking for them, but, you're in my charge."

Though he does need to go deliver first aid kits to people. So he might get the opportunity to go check.

"Yeah, I know it's down. I was trying to find people, but that's not happening for a while now either."

He just glares at his leg, like it's the leg's fault that everything's gone to Hell.

"I'll be fine in a couple hours, I just need to rest for a bit. You don't have to sit here and babysit, that's weird and I'm sure you have better things to do."

"You are not gonna be fine in a few hours unless you have accelerated healing properties," he tells Sonic.

"And even if you did, I don't think those are operational right now," he says, as someone with accelerated healing properties.

"I didn't say I'd be healed in a couple hours, I said I'd be fine in a couple hours! I can't just sit around in here while people are out there getting attacked by monsters!"

Don't listen to him, Steve. He is stupid and can't even walk straight anyway.

"You're not fine until you're healed. Even after that, you can't put weight on this thing. That'll take weeks. I'm putting you on the bench, kid, and don't think about getting off it."

If he was bigger, he'd also be better at forcing Sonic into taking a rest.

It's just too bad he isn't at all intimidating at this size.

Oh don't worry, Steve could be a nine foot muscle monster and Sonic still wouldn't be intimidated. He's like a tiny dog that tries to fight all the big dogs for funsies.

He is, however, annoyed as shit. More so with himself for getting hurt in the first place than with Steve, but he's still gonna be grumpy about it.

"Weeks? I'm sorry, weeks? There's no way I'm gonna be able to stay off it for that long!"

Just straight up whining over here. He'll be embarrassed about it later but right now everything just SUCKS and he HATES IT.

If Sonic does try to get back up, Steve will still try to force him to sit back down regardless. "Well I don't know how fast you heal, kid, but yeah, I'd say it's probably a matter of weeks."

He looks on in empathy. "And trust me, I get it. It's no fun. But neither will it be if you move too much on it now." He shakes his head. "It'll just cause you a lot of problems in the future."

"And trust me. You don't want that."

He does sit up, but he doesn't seem like he's trying to hop to the floor or anything. For a moment it looks like maybe he's going to start arguing, but the attitude deflates pretty quickly and instead he just crosses his arms and huffs.

"No, I don't, but... I don't know, man. I just feel useless, I'm used to being on the front lines, I'm used to being the whole front line."

"Hey," he says, laying a hand reassuringly on Sonic's shoulder. "Believe it or not, so am I."

But instead he's in here, because he's not having a good week, physically. "But we're no use to anybody if we go out there while we're hurt."

"I know that," he says, his weird little ears perking up a bit as he glances from whatever random spot he'd been staring at to Steve, "I can't help anyone when I can't even walk, and while I'm de-powered to boot. Just because I understand it doesn't mean I have to like it."

"You can hate it all you want, Sonic, but it's happening to all of us." He shakes his head. "You hungry? I can get you something to eat. Maybe it'll help with the healing."

Sonic sighs, glaring at his leg for a moment before settling back in the bed a little.

"Pretty hungry, yeah. I know I'm complaining a lot, but I really do appreciate you lookin' out for me."

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