Heart Game: Hurricane - Run 2

[idolpro]

[At first, all is still; all is silent.]

[The only light is the light from your phone, where a checklist has taken over the screen. It reads:]

___ Make a change
___ Repair something
___ Protect something
___ Find the True Heart
___ Survive

[Then the light comes up, bright, and then brighter, and you are in…]

Comments

[offontherightfoot]

[The apartment’s a tiny kitchen-living room combo, shabby and dim. On the kitchen side, there are a cookplate, a refrigerator, a trashcan, and a metal table with two chairs. Several cabinets line the wall. There's a plate of fried rice sitting out on the counter, untouched, with a pair of chopsticks beside it. In the living room, there is a coffee table, a monitor on the wall, and a small metal box on the table.]

[Every available surface is covered in schematics. A severe-looking woman in a lab coat, her hair pulled back into a bun, is bent over the papers to study them.]

[There is an exit to the SOUTH.]

[iamverybadass]

[ Heading closer to try to get a look at the nearest set of schematics ]

Big plans in development...?

[offontherightfoot]

[It looks like plans for the next generation of suits.]

[The woman looks up as you approach them.]

Leave those alone.

[iamverybadass]

Relax, I won't touch them.

Did you design the model I'm wearing now?

[offontherightfoot]

The mag lev tech and the shielding, yes.

[iamverybadass]

I see. I owe you some gratitude in that case, since I'll be relying on it soon.

[offontherightfoot]

Just don't ruin it. I'm so tired of picking up after everyone around here.

[iamverybadass]

I will be as cautious as the situation allows.

In the meantime, I have a question for you. Have you seen Hurricane anywhere?

[offontherightfoot]

Of course.

All of this is Hurricane.

Or if you mean less metaphorically, there's the idiot in the hallway trying to hide from things as always, or the one out in the city, coddling himself.

[iamverybadass]

Hiding...

[ Had there been someone in the hall? Hell, he should've inspected it more closely ]

Where exactly is he hiding?

[offontherightfoot]

Well, he's not there anymore.

Even he's not stupid enough not to get ready this close to the end of the countdown.

[iamverybadass]

Then it is hardly fair to claim he's hiding, is it? He does not balk from acting when it is necessary.

[offontherightfoot]

He was walling up a part of himself. If that's not hiding, I don't know what is.

He's a coward, but even he has some sense of self-preservation.

[iamverybadass]

Hurricane is anything but a coward.

[ He would love to stay and argue this point further, but the final warnings are going off, and he can't bring himself to ignore them. ]

Do not think this conversation is finished.

[ With that, he's hurrying off to head for the roof to meet the attack, whatever it is ]

[offontherightfoot]

[here's the roof]

[The woman turns back to her work, looking unbothered.]