[ he's so surprised by the sight of a familiar figure that rich barely manages to keep robbie's name out of his mouth. instead, in spite of everything, he finds himself returning the grin, the relief sudden and startling, like a bubble expanding in his chest. ]
Wouldn't miss it!
[ the person the helmet was stolen from staggers, suddenly apart from the crowd, breaking up their ranks, and it gives rich enough of a break to lift an arm and catch the tossed device with a blast of energy. god, it's so good to have.. help. to not be alone against the tide; he's not sure he'll ever be able to take it for granted if he lives another hundred years.
and like that, it's almost like he never left earth. it's like muscle memory, working with robbie, blasting thrown helmets and watching the well-ordered machine of the crowd slowly come apart. ]
When did you get here? [ he calls out to him as another device disintegrates, and rich yanks its previous owner aside to keep the woman from being trampled. ]
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Wouldn't miss it!
[ the person the helmet was stolen from staggers, suddenly apart from the crowd, breaking up their ranks, and it gives rich enough of a break to lift an arm and catch the tossed device with a blast of energy. god, it's so good to have.. help. to not be alone against the tide; he's not sure he'll ever be able to take it for granted if he lives another hundred years.
and like that, it's almost like he never left earth. it's like muscle memory, working with robbie, blasting thrown helmets and watching the well-ordered machine of the crowd slowly come apart. ]
When did you get here? [ he calls out to him as another device disintegrates, and rich yanks its previous owner aside to keep the woman from being trampled. ]