A loud bang jolted Tasper from his restless slumber. He sat up, his eyes struggling to focus on the door through the dim light shining through the window. His mother strode into the house, still donning her costume, but her mask was noticeably absent. The tracings of a scar on her face were barely visible. He noticed the scar every time he looked at her.
"Patch me up," she requested, unsmiling. She sank into a chair at the kitchen table, her eyes fluttering shut. Tasper followed her into the kitchen, flipping on the lights. In the light, he was finally able to see the blood seeping from her shoulder. Her fist was clenched, and she was frowning, but otherwise she was the same.
He sat in the chair next to her, pulling the first aid kit from under the table and hoisting it onto the wooden surface. "Shouldn't you go to the hospital?" he asked flatly.
His mom glanced at him. "Why? I've got you."
Sighing, Tasper took out a needle and thread as she undid her costume and tugged her shoulder out of the sleeve. She appeared to be struggling a bit, but he didn't dare help her. He instead disinfected the needle while he waited, then he set to work on her shoulder. It wasn't unusual for her to come to him for help like this. He'd just never get used to it.
Yuuka rested at the top of the the unfinished building. She had climbed up in to the section that was still just a skeleton of cross beams. She leans against a vertical beam using it as a back rest as she dug through her back pack for her dinner. She looked out over the city, the view was unparalleled. She could see everything people going about there lives, cars and buses move in a constant flow of traffic. There were even a few times she had seen battles played out in the streets below. Her favorite place was here even if it was a lot of work to get to. This was a place she could remover her self, just watch the world continue to turn with out her and eat her dinner in peace.
Inima was wearing a coat of silver above her old villain clothes. She figured it would do fine until her actual suit came. She was beaming as she leapt from rooftop to rooftop looking for something to do. Or someone to fight. Really anything to crave this new found whole in her.
What more could you want? She thought to herself, What more could you want other than this peaceful moment? Yuuka just sat and watched using this moment to gain perspective. The world is a big place and will continue turning no matter what has happened, is happening, or will happen.
Jordan glares at Connor but shrugs, "Fine. Fine!" Tiageo roars mutely and glides around to his other shoulder.
Connor laughed a little at that. They reached into the box, grabbing themself another granola bar and eating it as well
"So." Jordan leans on the the counter, looking around the room
"You…wanna play video games or something?" Connor suggested. "Or I could show you the treehouse," they continued, trying to think of things to do
"Whatever, dude." Jordan smirks and laughs slightly
"Well I've got video games in the treehouse," Connor said with a shrug. "Sorry, I don't have people over often, so I don't really have anything to do," they said with an awkward laugh
"Nah dont worry about it." Jordan waves Connor's remark off and lurches off the counter, "Lead the way."
Connor walked out through the sliding door and out to the backyard. There was an enormous willow tree in the center, with what appeared to be the front half of a subway train lodged in its branches. Connor grinned, turning to Jordan. "Pretty cool, huh?"
"Woah…" Jordan walks up to it
"Yep. It's from my dad's debut battle," Connor said with a grin. They walked towards the ladder hanging from the open end of the train. "This is my grandparents' place, and my dad's first battle was taking down a villain with a supersizing quirk."
"Wow… Cool!" Jordan stands at the bottom of the ladder, looking up at the opening
"Come on!" Connor says excitedly. They don't even bother using the ladder, they just extend their arms to grab onto the opening in the train before hoisting themself up
Jordan climbs up the ladder as quick as he could. He steps up into the tree-house and looks around
The treehouse was actually rather nice considering it was really just the front half of a train. Connor walked towards the front, where an old box TV and a few video games were scattered around
Jordan followed Connor, looking around as he goes
Connor glanced out one of the broken windows. Huh. How did night come so quickly? "Well, this is it," they said, gesturing to the area around them. "It's sort of my favorite place at the house."
"It is amazing!" He sits down infront of the TV
"You think?" Connor asks with a small laugh. They sit down next to Jordan on one of the beanbags. The walls above the TV were plastered with posters, mostly of a grinning man with large horns and metal armor. They were titled "Guardian," and they appeared almost everywhere
Jordan sighs, "Who's the guy? In the posters?"
Connor looked up at them. "Oh, those? That's my dad. Kinda hard to tell since he's in a wheelchair now, but that used to be him," they responded, a small smile creeping across their face
"Um… What happened?" Jordan looks over at him then over his shoulder through the window at his house
