Date: 2015-04-23 11:55 pm (UTC)
microbrobotics: (nah.  nope.  no. just no.)
[ It's late in the day by the time Hiro visits. Of course Fred's been by since then, and Heathcliff has made sure that their "guest" has plenty to eat and drink, so it's really quite pleasant. Fred sending in his manservant sure does shred the last bit of secrecy about where Robert is being housed ... but really, does he want to go anywhere else right now?

Hiro knocks once, impatiently, before opening the door to come in. He looks tired but not despairing, so Tadashi must be as fine as he can be, given the circumstances. Now that he's no longer wearing his armor, the effect of the past few years is a lot more obvious. He's taller, for starters, nearing 5'5" and gangly as all hell. Short hair, cut in a way that was probably neat at first but now a mess again. Some small amount of muscle development, though of the Six Hiro's the one with the least amount of physical demand inherent in his role. Still: older. More scarred. And there's that stiff arm too.

He takes a look around the room to make sure Cal hasn't escaped - and his gaze immediately falls to the arsenal sitting out in front of him. Where - dammit, Fred. He should have reminded him to check Callaghan for weapons. ]


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