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[ Putting it lightly, October had been a hectic mess, in Cisco's life. He'd lost track of a lot of folks who weren't within his most immediate circle of friends, while there were still ghosts around and random memories popping into people's minds and all the disruption that caused. Even after all that had faded away, he'd been left with such a mountain of backlogged work for his job that he'd barely had time to get out and participate in various community events.

Things have been finally feeling back to normal this last week or so, and he's starting to have the time and energy to wonder how some of his other friends are doing. Which is why, when he spots Billy a ways off walking down the street, he doesn't just let the opportunity go. Instead, he calls out, enthusiastically. ]

Yo, Billy! Wait up!

[ He waves an arm through the air, jogging to catch up with Billy, who... doesn't look as happy to see him as Cisco would have hoped? Some part of his brain registers that the response isn't what he was expecting, but he forges on, happily and a bit breathlessly declaring: ]

I haven't seen you in ages, man!

[ They'd decided today was the ideal day for their little mission out to the abandoned hospital; Beverly and the small team she was bringing wouldn't be missed at the hospital, Cisco had finally caught up on all his backlogged work for the fire department, and the weather was clear, if a little on the cold side for Cisco's taste. He had bundled up, thrown together a pack with everything he thought they might need (and then some). He's not expecting trouble, but he wants to be ready for it if it comes.

He's sketched out a map to the building in question; it is possible to get most, though not entirely, the way there in a vehicle, so Cisco had called in a favor with the Perimeter Guard and gotten a jeep and a driver. It's all feeling a bit Jurassic Park, which is an analogy he doesn't want to think about too much or else he'll start to worry.

He arrives at the agreed-upon meeting point a few minutes early, with coffees for everybody, and a bright smile which is only mostly covering up his restless, nervous energy. When he sees Beverly arrive, he waves her over, holding out a coffee for her to take. ]

Hey, Dr. Crusher. Thanks so much for... all this.

[After the last message from Cisco, Ed had been a little skeptical when he got another one some time after the meeting with Magnus. Still, he wasn't going to count the guy out completely yet, and Floor Six was generally a pretty busy place. Everyone had work, and there were few residents at the moment, so for now Ed had the floor to himself. Which made it a perfect time for Cisco to stop by for... Whatever reason.

On the plus side, if he was coming over rather than expecting Ed to meet him somewhere, he could be sure it wasn't another attempted set up. In typical Elric fashion, he remained focused on getting some research done and recovering lost notes after the August fire while he waited for the other's arrival.]

[ Cisco isn't sure when he'd made the decision, exactly. It hadn't been in one particular moment, but rather by degrees, over a long period of time. It had been the time he spent with Hana while she was sick (her letting him see her like that, vulnerable, not at her best). It had been trusting her enough to get on that stupid toboggan with her. It had even been, perhaps, showing up in that nightmare which showed her something from her past she probably would've preferred to keep private.

Again and again, Hana has proven worthy of his trust. And while Cisco feels like he can never be 100% entirely certain about people, it seems to him that the likelihood she is some secret supervillain is fairly low.

So he makes the decision to tell her about his powers. And then proceeds to freak out over the logistics. In the end, he texts asking to meet with her at a diner he likes in town: one with food that is only so-so, and that has always been almost empty any time Cisco goes there. Which is a plus, considering he doesn't want to be overheard. After reassuring her repeatedly that no, it wasn't another blind date, they finalize the arrangements.

Cisco shows up early, and he's already on his second cup of coffee by the time Hana comes in. He smiles at her, and there is an obvious edge of nervousness to it, despite his best efforts. ]

Hey, Hana!

[ He smiles, but beneath the table he is twisting his hands together, full of anxiety and doing his utmost not to look it. ]

Edited 2017-12-17 05:37 (UTC)

[ Most of Cisco's work is a fairly solitary process. Sure, there is some consultation, with the emergency services and the Guard, figuring out what's needed, getting feedback on how his tech has actually functioned in the field. But most of the designing and testing happens with just him, in his workshop. It's rare that he actually needs any assistance.

Normally, if he was in need of another set of hands, he would text Rey and ask her to come in, but Cisco hadn't had the heart to ask her to drop everything and come help out, when she told him she'd planned an entire day of sledding and snowfights and such shenanigans with Poe and Finn.

So, instead, he hauls himself and his prototype over to the Barracks, hoping that he'll be able to snag somebody who isn't too busy and ask them for help. Sif is the first person he spots. He thinks about waiting until he runs into somebody he actually knows, but there aren't a lot of people around, and he decides he'd better not risk it. ]

'Scuse me, ma'am? You're with the guard, right? You busy right now?

[ Most of the time, Cisco tries to mind his own business. It's not any of his concern what other people he sees in public are wearing, what they are buying, who they're with, how they choose to live their lives. Everybody's different, and Cisco would never want to interfere with that. Unless, of course, he sees a situation where it looks like someone is going to be hurt. And okay, maybe it's a stretch, saying that this qualifies. But when he sees a stranger at the local store about to make a particular selection for a DVD rental, he can't help sucking air through his teeth, a kind of instinctive pre-emptive wince.

It's louder than he'd meant it to be - enough that there's no way the guy didn't hear. At that point, there's no reason not to say: ]

Listen, dude. You really don't wanna pick that one. Trust me.

[Based on the recommendation he got, Keith came looking for Cisco. It was something he'd been thinking about before he'd opened that canister of memories, and, even though he didn't feel as strongly connected to her now, Keith still wanted to get that riding harness done for Red. He'd see if it could be done in a way to be adjustable for the rider... in case Lance showed up.

Red was with him, in case Cisco needed her for measurements. She was receptive to him still, but she was aware that the bond between them had changed on his end for some reason. The Lions seemed to know more than the Paladins thought they did, and Keith had stopped questioning it. It was a strange mystical thing that he didn't understand, so he left it alone.

Keith stepped into the workshop after checking to make sure he had the address right, and then looked around.]

Hello?

⚡️ billy

⚡️ beverly

Communal Building - Floor Six

⚡️ hana

⚡️ sif

⚡️ peter

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