Billy Cranston (
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The Time We Lost [open, post-rebellion]
Podded and popped again? Billy was less than enthusiastic, especially considering the circumstances. He'd been podded to hinder the engineers---of that, he was certain. He hadn't tried nearly hard enough to affirm his loyalty to the Daligig. Billy would really have to work on his ability to lie.
He'd shivered in the puddle of biostasis fluid, bogged down by worry and fear carried over from his last memory. What had happened, how long had he been gone? Weeks, months, years? Was there even a single familiar face still here?
At least one, his heart answered, though that little warmth in his chest couldn't tell him how he'd be received by her. He hoped there were more friends waiting. Resigning himself to the fact that he'd have to face them sooner or later (especially if she was telling people that he was awake---the last thing he wanted was anyone rushing down here to check), Billy rose to his feet and trode onward and upward.
Finally, he reached the traditional destination, the Observation Deck. As he gazed around at the strangely barren environment, that nagging sense of wrongness finally clicked in his mind. It felt wrong because it was empty. Where were the other popping crew members, where was the welcoming committee? A quick visual sweep across the room revealed no presence that caught his eye---was it his blind spot, were these new glasses not the right prescription strength? Or was everyone asleep, or...worse?
Billy knew by now that it was best to fight pre-emptive panic---his body needed the resources for when it was truly time to panic. He knew at least one person was alive. That was enough. So he settled on a small meat-chair, thinking of exactly what he'd say to the first person he saw. Where to begin? Apologies, questions...he had so many words in his head he worried he'd trip on them.
He'd shivered in the puddle of biostasis fluid, bogged down by worry and fear carried over from his last memory. What had happened, how long had he been gone? Weeks, months, years? Was there even a single familiar face still here?
At least one, his heart answered, though that little warmth in his chest couldn't tell him how he'd be received by her. He hoped there were more friends waiting. Resigning himself to the fact that he'd have to face them sooner or later (especially if she was telling people that he was awake---the last thing he wanted was anyone rushing down here to check), Billy rose to his feet and trode onward and upward.
Finally, he reached the traditional destination, the Observation Deck. As he gazed around at the strangely barren environment, that nagging sense of wrongness finally clicked in his mind. It felt wrong because it was empty. Where were the other popping crew members, where was the welcoming committee? A quick visual sweep across the room revealed no presence that caught his eye---was it his blind spot, were these new glasses not the right prescription strength? Or was everyone asleep, or...worse?
Billy knew by now that it was best to fight pre-emptive panic---his body needed the resources for when it was truly time to panic. He knew at least one person was alive. That was enough. So he settled on a small meat-chair, thinking of exactly what he'd say to the first person he saw. Where to begin? Apologies, questions...he had so many words in his head he worried he'd trip on them.
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Luckily, he didn't have to. That faint feeling of warmth surged about ten seconds before the shout hit his ears, and at that moment he knew that moving would be very unwise. All he had to do was rise and open his arms, flashing his tired but relieved smile.
"Kaya. I knew you were here."
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But now that he was here? She wasn't going to waste anytime just feeling awkward or reflecting on how bad things had been, or the sleepless nights. No, right now there would be nothing short of rejoicing and hugging and laughing right now.
"I missed you so much! When did you come out?"
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"How long has it been?" He sounded hesitant, afraid of the answer.
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She rubbed his shoulder. "I know you must hate being podded at such a time, but you definitely dodged a bullet here."
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His shoulders sagged. All this talk of bullets was unnerving him even more. "...how many people were hurt?"
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Why yes Billy, even though Kaya was overjoyed to see you, self deprecation wasn't going to fly with her.
"Your standard bunch, but they were all treatable. We were in sync this time: no deaths, just ridding the Daligig off the ship."
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His hand loosely touched one of hers. "...but I am sorry you were hurt. That was one of the worst times to give you that pain, wasn't it?"
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She lowered her eyes. "It was hard. I don't think I ever had to go through something like that since the first time Aang left."
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"And I'm so, so sorry. But you're such an incredibly powerful warrior, you know? One of the best I've ever seen."
He lifted a hand to her arm and squeezed it. "Not everyone can do what you did."
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Seriously, he didn't need to apologize to her. She was just glad that he was back again.
Kaya squeezed his hand just as hard. "I did what I could at a time like that. I would have fought until I had no strength and died, or until we could overwhelm them all."
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"I was always with you. And I hope I always will be---hopefully in person more often than not."
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Unable to say all of this aloud, she reached over and gave him a kiss on the cheek.
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"Just let me know how I can help you, all right? If there's anything you need, anything at all, I'm here."
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The hug, right now, was filling the emptiness she'd been experiencing the past few days.
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He shrugged, almost smiling. "Or maybe I'll be behind bars with you."
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She chuckled. "I would like that, but then it wouldn't be punishment anymore would it?"
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"I'm so sorry you had to go through that. I'll make it up to you somehow."
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She hugged him, gratefully and long. "Just...be here, ok? That's all. I know you have a lot to do, and you and Ronnae are so, so lucky but...if you get the chance, just see me."
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"I'll be here as long as I possibly can, and you're always welcome with us. I promise. Of course I'm going to look after my...my only sister."
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"I'll do my best not to be a bother. I missed you both very much, you have no idea!"
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"You don't have to ask me twice: there's still so much to do!"
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