#**codename: geiger

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@universemerging​ sent  “You’re right, I don’t understand, but I’m willing to make that attempt.” (Teeni to Souhei, perhaps?)

From this Meme (Accepting)

Geiger can’t really seem to catch a fucking break.  In the prison the first go around, it was hell.  But at least it was consistent.  When he’d been with the villains, it was simultaneously worse and better- he felt sick all the time since they couldn’t adequately subdue his radiation levels, but at least he had the constant encouragement that the world was going to change.

But now, he’s pretty much back where he started.

The two kids were released to UA’s care, but Geiger was still being labeled as a threat, so he was being contained in a holding facility erected on UA’s Campus.  Just another fucking prison.  Though, he’d be lying if he didn’t think this was the best accommodation he’d been given of the three.  It didn’t look like a prison cell on the inside, with a proper bed and full sized bathroom.  Food was still brought to him, but it was better than anything he’d ever eaten before- even if he had no idea what any of it was.

And the treatments for his radiation were effective, but still pretty unpleasant.  But that’s probably not something that can be avoided, when you need to be submerged in freezing water.

But one thing is the same, and that’s the way people are treating him.  Keeping him at arms length, never staying around him too long, rarely saying anything more than ‘here’s your food’

At least with the others he had company sometimes.  The kids or Spinner would visit him in his little concrete hell.  But lately, he’s heard mumbles of people coming to talk to him.  Who exactly, he wasn’t sure.  He was expecting some sort of doctor or scientist but it was... A young woman.  A hero, apparently.  She’d asked him a lot of questions, most of which he didn’t answer.  He finally told her that if he was trying to get him to tell her more about the villains plans that she should save her breath since they never told him anything.  And he went on to tell her that he’d been broken out of prison only to be shoved into another one.  And he said she couldn’t understand that.

She isn’t contesting him.  Good move.  He’s heating up a bit, causing the sprinkler system on his side of the room (separated by lead infused glass), letting cold water drip down onto his body.  He wipes at his brow with the stub where he once had a hand.  “Why would you do that?” He asks, voice rough and hoarse, “Why bother?  Nothing’s going to change.”

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@knifelizard​ sent  it's not that hard to find geiger, even if he does tend to find quiet spots to just... be away from the others. shuichi doesn't blame him. he's holding something in his hands, a thick folder. "hey. gotta show ya something."

FILE NOT FOUND (Unprompted)

Geiger is right where Spinner last saw him, curled up on a sleeping bag in a small dark room.  The floor is wet- seems someone’s just been in to hose him down.  He’s facing the wall, and doesn’t react when the younger man enters.  But when he speaks, her rolls over with a grunt.  Geiger didn’t like any of the people he’d been taken in by, but at least this guy took the time to talk to him like he was a person.  He squints in the dark, blinking a few times before pushing himself up into a seated position.  Freshly cooled down, he doesn’t feel quite as sick as he’s been feeling.

“What is it?” He croaks, coughing a bit at the end, “Is it food?  Hungry.”

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@knifelizard​ sent  "hey so y'know how i was telling ya about gex, and the argonians in skyrim, and how i always main yoshi in smash and mario kart—" he's honestly not sure how much of his rambles shohei has retained, but he's gonna assume for now that he knows what he's talking about. "i wanna show ya something." he beckons shohei over, pointing to the screen where he's playing fallout 4. "look familiar?"

Unprompted but plotted!

Apart from the two children, Spinner was really the only person that really talked to him all that much.  Originally, he would come sit in his little concrete bunker of a room and he’d talk, but Shohei’s been feeling bolder, actually venturing out into the hideout on his own.  He often would get ushered back to his room pretty quickly but sometimes he’s lucky and is able to “chill” with Spinner in the room where he plays video games.

Shohei couldn’t remember if he knew what those were or not, so he didn’t mind listening and learning about them.  He’d even tried to play a little, but it was hard with only one hand.  He contented himself to watch Spinner and Ryuta play.  Having this small luxury helped the little boy come out of his shell.  

But he is off somewhere else, so when he pokes his head into the room, it is only Spinner who is there.  He approaches when beckoned, listening.  “The ones that look like you.”  He says, affirming that he’s at least sort of following.  His eyes fall to the TV and his absence of eyebrows shoots up.

On the screen is a figure with mottled reddish pink skin, blackened eyes and most startling, the figure lacks a nose and eyebrows.  He’s dressed in a red coat and a black hat sits on top of his bald and burnt head.  Radiation burns, rendered onto this video game model...  Shohei goes to the TV and crouches in front of it.  Spinner must still be playing because after a moment the character speaks, and his voice is harsh and raspy.  Just like Shohei’s.  

“What is this?”  He asks, turning his head to look at Spinner, “Who is this?”

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He’s grateful the kids are being treated better than he is.  All the same, he wonders if he’d be better off back in jail.  At least in Tartarus the people charged with him has some background in medicine or in nuclear science.  Here the people just kept their distance, or threw things at him.  He wasn’t exactly helping, with him barely speaking and when he did his voice was a strangled growl.  The only ones who approach him are the kids, and he advises them not to get to close.

He’s unwell, not being maintained properly.  Although the quirk regulating ‘baths’ he took while in captivity were nearly toruruous, they kept his quirk in check.  He rarely felt the discomfort of radition building up in his body before, but now it’s a near constant companion, since no one seems to be able to provide what he needs.

A hose sprayed over him every couple of hours was nothing like the waterful of ice cold water he was subjected to before.  It was miserable, but it worked.

Which, wouldn’t be something to care about- he’s prisoner scum, unliked and uncared for- but the fact that he’s incredibly dangerous is what’s keeping him alive.  They want to use him for what he can do, but it’s too soon.  He needs to ‘save up’ all he can.  When the time was right, he’d be allowed to use his quirk.

Not that he wants to.

He’s laying on the floor, facing a wall.  At first glance, he’s a corpse on the ground until you notice to subtle, ragged breathing.  He hears footsteps and he rolls over, bleary and boodshot eyes squinting up at whoever dared approach.

“What.”

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@knifelizard​ sent  “I choose you.” (punches the ground punches you shohei)

Lovey Dovey

Shohei swallows hard.  A month or so ago, he would have had his doubts.  Shuichi sneaking off to be with someone else, that would seed doubt.  He isn’t the first choice.  Or, he wasn’t.

He’s been back at the base a few days, resting a lot and slowly being nursed back to health by the kids, and Shuichi was never far from him.  He’s finally well enough to leave the infirmary, and instead of going back to his own little concrete room, Shuichi invited him up to his room.  They undressed quietly and climbed into the bed.  They made idle chat, about the kids, about how how they both were feeling.

In all honestly, what Shuichi said to him was rather sudden.  But it made him happy to hear.  He smiles, moving a bit closer.  He rests his hand on Shuichi’s waist.

“You...You are my only choice..” He murmurs, resting their foreheads together.

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@knifelizard​ sent  “I’m right here beside you, and I’ll stay here as long as you let me.” shohei

Emotional Lovey Dovey Things!

He’s having a hard night, bad nightmares and restlessness.  He’d gone to cool himself off, locking himself away in the concrete room in the hideout’s basement, where’s he’s safe to use a water line to cool off.  

Spinner came to track him down.  It makes sense, they’d been sharing a bed that evening.  Shohei had gotten up quietly, not wanting to wake his sleeping companion.  He isn’t surprised that he did eventually track him down, though.

He lets out a shuddering breath as Spinner sits beside him.  He drags his arm over his eyes.  He can’t cry, but his eyes sting like they do.  “Bad dream.”  He explains, but he knows he doesn’t need to say anything.  He fumbles with his hand to grab hold of Spinner’s.  “Th..Thank you..”  He leans on him, “I....I’m sorry I woke you... Glad you’re here, though.”

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Capture. (Three days prior.)

He knew going off on his own was a bad idea.  But he had to, he had to get away.  He was so angry, so close to letting go- he couldn’t put the others in the bae at risk just because he was mad at Spinner.  And even then, he wasn’t mad enough at him to want him dead.  He’d probably never be that mad.

He’d slunk out with ease, no one really paid him ay mind.  He’d gotten his hands on a big hoodie- the kind that Spinner liked to wear, mostly to cover as much of his body as possible.  For good measure, he drew the hood up to conceal his face.

He wandered the streets, eventually finding a fire hydrant near an alley that he promptly busted apart with a pipe, sending the water spurting into the street.  He sat on the ground in front of it, allowing the ice cold water to cool his body down, soaking through his clothes to the skin.  That would be good, help him stay coolr when he started moving again.

He didn’t know he was being watched.  He’s so distracted by every single aspect of the world around him to even notice.  So when he’s suddenly grabbed and yanked into an alley, he barely has time to respond before he’s whacked on the back of the head, and everything goes black.

“I remember him from Tartarus.  He was red level, one of the most dangerous guys on the block.”

“What’s he do?”

“He’s like a walkin’ atom bomb, blew up a whole village when he was a kid.  The guards and scientists used to keep him on ice or in water.  that’s why I put him in this tub, here.”

Shohei opens his eyes a crack.  His head is still swimming, and there’s a sharp pounding pain at the back of his head.  Like the man said, he’s in what appears to be a bath tub, chained into it, and weighted down so he can barely move.  He tries to, but his thin arms are no match for the concrete blocks places around him, rooting him to the spot

“Ah, he’s awake. Hey, Geiger.  Remember me?”

He doesn’t really remember the former prisoner, his face looks familiar but his quirk or name are mysteries.  

“He was never all that chatty.  Turn the water on.”

There’s a creak as water pipes turn on and dump water on his head.  It honestly feels pretty nice on his throbbing head, but the weak shower’s flow wasn’t really going to be enough to keep him effectively cooled down.

“So, what are we gonna do with him?”

“Nothing for now, let him build up some energy so he can actually be useful.  No one will mess with us as long as we have him around.”

Shohei’s eyes are heavy, and unconsciousness is pulling at him again.  He can’t fight it, he can’t stand, he simply closes his eyes, and resigns himself.  He shouldn’t have left, he should have just calmed down and talked this out.

It’s clear to him immediately that this group only wants to use him as a tool of power.

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From here.

@oceansofrp​ sent  Who had the most impact in your muse’s life? For Ryuta! 

👑 Before the incident that removed him from his life, Ryuta had a little sister.  Her name is Tomiko.  He always wanted a little sibling, he was the kind of kid that asked for a little brother or sister for his birthday or for Christmas.  He took being a big brother very seriously and he tried very hard to be the best big brother he could be!  She’s seven years old, wherever she is.  He was so young when he left home, and he remembers so little about his interactions with his parents but his memories of Tomiko are a little bit clearer to him.

Ty sent: Does your muse take after their mother more? How about father? For Kanako!

⭕ Kanako takes more after her father Yuji in appearance, inheriting his pink hair and pale eyelashes.  In personality, it’s hard to say since so much of her personality has been sort of formed by her experiences.  Before the incident, she acted a bit more like her father.  He was a helpful person, constantly underfoot and trying to assist in any way he could.  Kanako used to follow him around like a little puppy.  That all being said, her manner of speaking was more like her mother’s, quiet and shy.

Ty sent: What is the earliest memory your muse can remember? For Shohei!

☢️He’s probably four years old, crouching in the dirt, picking the little red fruits growing there.  His mother is a few feet down from him.  She is talking, but he cannot remember what she said.  He was really focused on his little job, picking the little red fruits.  

He asks if he can eat one.  She says he can.  He picks one of the biggest, reddest fruits and carefully pulls off the little green leaves off the top.  She places it in his open palm and ruffles his curly brown hair.  

He pops it in his mouth.  It’s sweet.