intervention (closed)

[bloodbathing]

WHO: carolina, drake holloway, ephemera, and maine. later, wash.
WHERE: ye ol' abandoned warehouse
WHEN: 26 may 2512
WHAT: an intervention
NOTES OR WARNINGS: violence, emotional trauma, emeto (labeled)

1. The Gathering
   
2. The Reveal
   
3. The New Target
   
4. The Aftermath
   
5. The Healing Hands

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[braveoff]

[ Drake keeps projecting calm, feeling it wash through him and out to Maine, and it's more effective the more he's feeling it too. ]

It's okay, Maine.

[ He steps a little closer, eyes darting between Maine and Ephemera, until he's standing beside the latter and trying to catch Maine's attention. ]

It's almost over, just relax. You're fine.

[requiemshark]

[ Ephemera twitches, adjusting his grip on the baton. Staying light on his feet, ready, ready, ready. But the followup doesn't come. He sees the preparation, Maine getting ready to land a blow, and then the pause.

Then, nothing. Ephemera holds, adrenaline kicked up high. He waits, listening, watching. ]

[bloodbathing]

[ Drake steps closer; Maine doesn't react. He remains frozen in place like a living statue, his breath slowing more and more…

And then, like a switch being flipped, the glow from Maine's chest vanishes. His muscles relax, and he blinks rapidly as his pupils contract to their normal size. Then he grimaces as the pain from Ephemera's baton and every single one of Carolina's blows hits him.

It hurts. It really fucking hurts. But Maine finds that he's not concerned about it, really, even though pain shoots through his chest with every breath. He looks from Ephemera to Drake and back again, mild confusion knotting his brow. Then, calm as can be, he turns to look for Carolina. ]

[braveoff]

[ Drake is going to keep up the calming until he's 100% sure Maine is coherent again. He seems it, but. ]

Hey, are you okay? Let me know if I should stop.

[bloodbathing]

[ Maine hasn't set eyes on Carolina yet. He needs to, he knows, but it doesn't feel very urgent. He's not sure why. Doesn't feel like questioning it, either.

He looks back to Drake. Tilts his head slightly as he asks, ]

Stop what?

[ He sees the blue glow from Drake's chest, but he doesn't know what it's causing. ]

[braveoff]

I snapped you out of it. It's a stress response, I think, and my power neutralizes it.

[bloodbathing]

[ That should be a revelation. It should send huge waves through Maine's mind as he takes it in and processes it. Instead, he just says, ]

Oh.

[ A stress response that Drake can neutralize. Okay.

He looks from Drake to Ephemera, then back again, still mildly puzzled by their presence. He should really ask Carolina what's going on.

He remembers grabbing Carolina's shirt. He remembers lifting her into the air. He remembers winding up and throwing her full-force against a wall. But he's not … bothered by it. He should be, he knows, but he's not. And he's not bothered by that, either.

Still, he should find her. Make sure that she's okay. He turns again, muttering as he does so, ]

Where's Carolina?

[braveoff]

To your left... I'm going to stop, nice and slow.

[ The glow fades and with it the sense of calm slips away, leaving Maine to feel... whatever he's going to feel. ]