man your battle stations, we'll have you dead pretty soon

[tadeadshi]

[Panic had run straight through his core when he knew someone had found their safe house. It'd been the best one yet, they had managed to stay there for months now, but it really was too good to last. They still had so much to find and clean up, he wasn't ready. He grabs his bag, the one he kept packed for if they had to run fast, and made for the door but stopped just outside.

It was them. It was the Six, they'd found him and Callaghan. He's not sure how, Callaghan's mods to his collar had jammed their trackers so... It must be something else they used. But if they're here then they could help. They could take over this mess, and he could go home.

Maybe.

Tadashi's throat's gone dry with the dirt and dust kicked up from their landing and scuffle with Callaghan off to the side and he stands watching, swallowing the lump in his throat. Callaghan, that's right, he-- He'd done so much to get them out, he couldn't let the guy just be taken back to prison, he'd be killed from the inside --

He makes a run towards the group, waving and trying to call out but any sound he makes drowned by the shouting.]

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[microbrobotics]

[ There's so much shouting going on here. Apparently the Six know this guy - recognize him as an old enemy, given how aggressive the smallest one is towards them. From the way the others fan out around him, he must be their leader. Somehow it's not the ridiculously huge guy in back, who is also the one being the most compassionate about this whole thing. The others seem torn, but not as obviously agitated as the one in indigo. He seems furious - furious - that it was Callaghan. Of course it would be Callaghan behind all the tech giving them trouble. Who else would it be. He has to stalk off away from the rest of the group to keep from hitting the professor in the face. Two years later and his rage threatens to consume him if he lets it burrow too deeply into his psyche.

So when he turns back towards the safehouse, it's as much to get his head clear as it is to check it for extra evidence. He doesn't expect anyone to be here. Doesn't even see Tadashi until he's nearly on top of him, when the wave finally catches his eye. Between the armor and his own growth spurts, he cuts a taller figure than Tadashi would recognize. Fully-powered armor, just like everyone else's, except he doesn't have a weapon to call his own. Instead, he has limited flight; enough to push off from Baymax if necessary to let the bot fight. It's all kinds of battle-scarred as well, with scoring all along his helmet and up one side in particular. A nasty fall not too long ago. Scorch marks from emps and blast weaponry. All things that Tadashi should recognize as projects that he and Callaghan were working on. Surely by now it was obvious who these weapons were being used on, but in case Tadashi hadn't realized...

The armored figure stops cold when he sees Tadashi. He's still a little shorter than the older Hamada, even in armor, so he has to look up just a little to get a good look. He must be dreaming. Or hallucinating, or - or maybe this is some cruel trick of Callghan's. Why else would he see his brother standing here in the ruins of Callghan's safehouse? When he finally speaks, the words come out through a voice distortion box, making them lower and more gravely than they really should have been. So instead of the stunned, tearful wonder that they ought to have, his words sound borderline aggressive. Accusatory. ]

Tadashi Hamada?

set before-ish the majority of the above ALSO RHO LMK IF THIS DOESN'T WORK

[pushtheboundaries]

[he's gotten complacent.

the fact that they've been able to 'settle' here as opposed to move from place to place, the fact that there's been no sign of danger from either set of adversaries has led him to actually thinking of it as 'home' instead of a temporary shelter, and as such, when it comes under attack...

he defends it viciously.

the fact that it's against colorful armor as opposed to the darker drab that the mob prefers doesn't matter; Callaghan dons his own (a flexible kevlar-like polymer, he and Tadashi had designed some prototypes for the mob but it wasn't until they'd gotten out that they really had a chance to explore it; combine certain experiences with mending his own [and own's] clothing growing up and he's managed to line his coat with it, among a few other pieces) and goes out to face them and buy time for Tadashi to get the most important items out and away.

the Six aren't quite in a mood to let him buy time. to be fair, he's being extremely hostile to them, and while at first one could assume this is all some misunderstanding, it gets ugly, quickly.

it's probably a good thing the fight doesn't last very long, because then Tadashi would learn that Callaghan's not going easy on them just because they're the 'good guys'; while he's never been outright aggressive towards them (a few of his plans have even relied on their usefulness, key word 'use'), this is not a pleasant thing to watch. his intent doesn't seem to be to kill or maim, but one can almost see the thoughts running through his head that if you can't dodge that, then you deserve to lose that arm and the like...

and his tools of choice?

well, once 'Yokai' had 'joined' the mob, the microbots were rather easy to reproduce and recover. he's gotten better with them over the years, and there's no portal to suck them all in to this time.]

After. alla that.

[tadeadshi]

[That. That was good talk. A long talk that he's sure lasted a lot longer than he should have and he's pretty sure it's two in the morning but. He feels better knowing Callaghan is safe and not going to prison immediately and there's a game plan in place to finish taking out their tech from third party merchants and whatever's left of the mafia that has them. The conversation had come to a close and Tadashi pushed the button like One had told him.

Only now he was at a loss. He wasn't really ready to go home and face family, but he couldn't really stay here either, wherever 'here' is. He still haven't gotten any idea where in town he is. He got on Six and road quietly for a while but once they get to the taller skyscraper bits of downtown, he leans over, a part of him trembling at the thought of asking for ... Well. Anything really.]

Hey- I-i'm sorry, can we pull over? Just- sit somewhere, up here?

[microbrobotics]

[ The Six don't let Callaghan sit idle. Not only because he's obviously bored - and they are, in fact, nice enough to try and keep him from hating his life in that capacity - but because there's work to be done. HIro in particular has been relentless in driving the team to burn them out once base at a time, but the rest don't argue. They've seen Tadashi. Most of them have seen the tapes, too. They know what drives him to do this.

... They aren't with him when he shows up quietly at Cal's door in the dead of the night, though. Not even Baymax is there; the bot has been carefully placed on marshmallow babysitting duty. Just Hiro, already armored in a design that Callaghan's never seen before. A dark mesh instead of his usual indigo, shot through with circuitry that indicates some kind of technological trick, if not some kind of outright weapon. One has always been an intimidating figure in his armor - purposely so, after they started fighting and realized the value in it - but this is something else entirely. He knocks, politely, but it's clear from his rigid shoulders and loosely combative stance that he's not taking no for an answer tonight. They're going out. Whether Callaghan agrees or not.

Even accounting for the modulation, his voice is especially hoarse tonight. ]

You awake?

[tadeadshi]

[Not that his brother staying busy isn't normal; he's noticed it since he got back Hiro keeps stranger hours than he did himself when he was at SFIT. But Hiro had at least made sure to be around in the mornings. And this morning he isn't. Tadashi expects maybe he just fell asleep at the lab, no big deal. After several weeks, Tadashi's at least started to feel a little more at home. Which means picking and poking through some of his old things.

And maybe a few of Hiro's old things too. For nostalgia's sake, really. And taking some of Hiro's things from his corner of the room back to his brother's. it's when he digs around to make space under the bed that he stops. Because that's... Odd. An old box but new things in it, indigo and black with hints of red and damage. He sits on the edge of his brother's bed, looking this. One piece of armor over. Knowing it well by now, as well as the scars on it.]