Mingle time!

[wotanon]

Who: Idols and Fans
Where: Anywhere
When: 426, anytime

[ How about a bit more mingle in order to get those requests in! ]

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[crossmyheartandhope]

Hey - hey.

You guys seen Nem? I'm pretty sure I saw her, like -

Ahh, jesus. Okay, thanks. Uh, 'scuse me, I gotta -

[Making his way into the collapsed building,]

[unbr8kable]

[The crowd is even thicker here; the hubbub louder. He gets a couple shoves as he attempts to elbow through the crowd but finally makes it to what seems to be the middle of the circle; Nemesis is sat up against a busted piece of rebar, almost white with dust and debris, and apparently holding court with the fans]

...And that's why the only worthwhile robot assistant would be a power suit, just like my real one. Alternately, giant robot dog. Next--

[She notices Hurricane just as the next question comes, and her face brightens]

--Cross.

[crossmyheartandhope]

[Oh thank god]

[His face brightens when he sees her, though he does glance her over surreptitiously to make sure she isn't hurt]

Ah - hey, dude.

Sorry, didn't mean to interrupt, just saw the show and wanted to see what was up.

[unbr8kable]

Yeah? Was pretty impressive, huh. Warpstriked over from all the way at the airport, almost. Another top-class request from my top-class fans, right?

[This gets the expected pop. He might notice her movements are a little stiff even as she preens at the attention; might even notice that there's a small, dark pool on the rebar she's seated on. But neither she nor the crowd seem too fussed about it, so it's probably not worth worrying about,]

[crossmyheartandhope]

S'pretty badass.

Man, you shoulda seen how cool it was from the ground.

[Making his way over through the crowd to see how bad the damage is, because however cool it was, her being in one piece is more important,]

Oh, uh. 'Scuse me. You mind if I, like...?

[unbr8kable]

You shoulda seen how cool it was from the air!

[She looks up at him, smile crooked; sorry she will never warpstrike you anyplace ever again,]

Ended up with a lotta momentum built up when I hit the ground...or this building, I guess. But you know; best landing is a heavy landing, right?

Then all these guys showed up, so leaving ain't really been an option.

[crossmyheartandhope]

[Hey, he survived that,]

Oh yeah? Well, if the Q&A's about wrapped up, I can get Ravioli to give us a ride back.

[unbr8kable]

[Only because heroes never die,]

Yeah--yeah, that'd work.

[She almost looks relieved for half a second before turning to the crowd]

Party's over, folks! Gotta fly!

[crossmyheartandhope]

[Shhh, it still counts,]

See you guys later, kay?

She's gotta rest up some if her next trick's gonna be as cool.

["Aww," say a couple of fans. But a few more seem more excited that she's being whisked away. "You're going to pamper her while she rests up, right?" and "Ooh. Pamper her!" and "Feed her grapes!" and "Give her a foot rub!"]

...man. Sounds like we better get busy.

[unbr8kable]

[It in fact counts as worse,]

I-I dunno how much "pampering" is necessary, but--we can chill and figure out our next move.

--Which is gonna be totally badass, so make sure to look out for it!

["More explosions!" whoops some of the crowd, though other suggestions such as "sick skate tricks!" and "extreme pampering!" and "more hurt/comfort please" are thrown out as well.

For her part, Nemesis looks to Hurricane, expression more clearly 'can we please escape now']

[crossmyheartandhope]

You guys got it, we totally got you covered.

But in the meantime - hey Ravioli, let's get out of here!

[And suddenly there is a very good bird, waiting for them to climb aboard]

[unbr8kable]

[Climbing, though,]

[She looks up at Ravioli, who definitely is taller than where she is still sitting,]

[...Give her a minute]

[crossmyheartandhope]

[Looking from her to the bird, and back again, as he realizes the problem]

[Then, to the audience:]

Guess it's you guys' lucky day. The pampering starts now.

[Time to princess carry, very gently,]

[unbr8kable]

[The 'woo' person is back, though whether it's due to his gallantry or how she immediately blushes at being princessed is hard to tell]

Ain't gonna break or nothing...

[Soft and a little embarrassed, though she doesn't make any attempt to extricate herself from his arms at all. There's more cheering as he actually gets her lifted, and he can tell that the dust and debris didn't just get her dirty but also had splintered into her clothing and skin, whoops. And while most of the cuts seem small enough to be more irritation than anything, it's clear that that pool of dark liquid she'd been sitting on was indeed blood, probably from a gash over her calf that even gouges through her boot]

[crossmyheartandhope]

[Being extra gentle with that leg, then, as he sets her down on Ravioli]

[Just as soft, murmured by her ear:]

Just cause you can go it alone don't mean you gotta.

[Then, louder:]

You ready to get outta here?

[unbr8kable]

[Blushes more deeply, a little cowed]

Yeah...'course.

[Then, rallying]

...C'mon, take me away, hero.

[And she plants a big smooch on his cheek, for the crowd's benefit of course. Someone out there yells for more extreme pampering, and specifically grapes]

[crossmyheartandhope]

[He flushes, a little, at the kiss]

Yes, ma'am.

[Then, to the crowd:]

Dude, grapes are super happening. And so's pampering. No one's ever seen the level of pampering that's about to go down.

[He climbs on behind her, to steady her with an arm around her waist. And when Ravioli flaps them up into the air, he's more careful than usual, as though being gentle with his passengers]

[unbr8kable]

[She waves down at the fans as they rise into the air]

[Once they're out of earshot, she sags against him a little]

...I really get grapes?

[crossmyheartandhope]

[Presses a kiss to her shoulder, gentle]

And a footrub.

...how bad're you hurt? Want me to get a healer out first?

[unbr8kable]

Nah, ain't that bad.

[Leans back into him, wrapping her hand around the one at her waist]

Warpstrike transfers your momentum into whatever you land on...so with coming from the other side of town, once I landed, these crappy sets were toast.

Just...didn't want to be limping around in front of those guys.

[crossmyheartandhope]

You sure? That one in your leg looks like it ain't no joke.

[He gives her a little squeeze, gentle]

Could get you patched up real quick before we start the pampering.

[unbr8kable]

Help me wrap it up? That's pampering enough for me.

[crossmyheartandhope]

I mean, sure, but it ain't pampering enough for me. What if I was looking forward to feeding you grapes?

[unbr8kable]

...We can still have grapes. Grapes can stay.

[crossmyheartandhope]

And the foot rub.

And I'm making you a drink.