paradisa | 67: We have a problem. [Forward dated to after the Wonderland gig.]

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67: We have a problem. [Forward dated to after the Wonderland gig.]

[Still in a drowsy state, He hung lazily off of his bed, face pasted in a pool of his own drool as he snored the hours away. That's just how things work. You sleep. You wake up. Though sleeping without a companion was not a thing Wheatley did often. And he certainly didn't remember not doing so earlier.

Rolling off the bed, in a clumsy flail of limbs, the first thing he realized was his hands.
His very muscular hands.
Then it was his biceps.

Holding his hands out in front of him, stupefied, he squinted, calling out to the woman who he thought was in the room with him.]

Uhhhh... love?

[Looking around, it had been only then he realized he was somewhere else. Somewhere that wasn't his house. He's been kidnapped!

No wait.

Slowly, his eyes trail down to the puddle of drool on the floor. Leaning forward slowly, he was surprised to see his face wasn't the one he woke up with.]

Ahhh???

[Shattering sounds!]

AGHGHHHAHHAHHAHAHHHHHHH????

[Crash.]

AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH??!!!

[Screaming at the top of his lungs, someone was bound to hear him in his room.]

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[Blues just lays there and watches as Kara punches the Cyborg. He has to conserve what power he has left, the last thing he wants is to shut down in his current state.]

No no no nonono...!

[Hank dashes towards them, flailing and yelling at Wheatley.]

You moron! Get down here this instant!

[ And she follows at a quick pace, feeling it click in her brain. ]

... don't tell me...

Ugh. This is going to be a nuisance.

[ she spoke under her breath as she approached, the scene looking like a total mess. ]

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[When the cyborg goes down like a sack of bricks, she's up in the air and ready to strike again if he tries to get up, but when she hears the humans behind her, she turns to look.]

I'm dealing with him, get out of the way.

[And then she reaches for the cyborg's arm to pull it off. A limb for a limb!]

Huh...?

[Oh look it's hank.
Wait...
With... GLaDOS.

...

Well shit.]

H-hey what are you doing here--

[But before he can finish his sentence, he realizes this ~~crazy bitch~~ is trying to rip his arm off.]

WH-WHAT? NONONONONO... WAIT. WAIT. WAIT.
WAIT. DON'T-- JUST LISTEN TO ME.

[Heart attack? Maybe. This guy doesn't have a heart though, so it's probably not that. Either way he's freaking out. Don't rip his arm off rohgilfgig.]

I'M SORRY. I'M SORRY. I SAID I'M SORRY.
I-- DON'T DON'T. DON'T TOUCH ME.
DON'T TOUCH ME.

[Blues turns and see's the other two coming and tries to wave them away with his remaining arm, only to flop over onto his stomach as he had no way to keep himself balanced.

He turns to keep an eye on Kara and the cyborg.]

[He scoffs at GLadOS.]

Figured it out, have you?

[He briefly glances at Blues, but when Supergirl makes her move Hank starts to panic. He so does not want to have to repair himself when this is all over.]

Touch that arm, Supergirl, and I'll do a thousand times worse to you!

[ Have a dirty look. ]

This isn't exactly the time to be dawdling.

[ But she feels a twinge of concern for Wheatley- knowing how dumb he was, and wondering and how deep in this he got.

Admittedly? Hearing Hank being so assertive in Wheatley's body scared her a little- it reminded her of what Wheatley could become. What he was right now... was unpredictable enough. ]

Naturally, you become power hungry as soon as you find yourself in a stronger body, don't you.

[ Her tone was sharp- and she took a step ahead, crossing her arms. ]

[Her fingers dig into the arm, leaving dents at the very least, and she keeps her foot planted on the cyborg's chest to pin him in place. She ignores the pleas for mercy to turn her eyes on the blond dude threatening her.]

Threatening me, really? Want to give me one good reason why I shouldn't, given what he's done to my friend?

Wh-what??

[His eye was wide, and he'd struggle under her foot no matter if it made a difference or not. Wait. What. He looked at GLaDOS, shaking. He was scared.]

L-love! Don't let her do this! Don't let her do this to me! Make her let go! Make her let go! Make her let go!!! Love!!! L-love please!!!! LET GO!!! LET-LET GO!!!!

[He's never been panicked at that state in Paradisa before. Only right before he was chucked in space-- he was practically screaming. One could only imagine his incredulous expression when he saw her with crossed her arms and watched instead of running to his aid. She should have been screaming too. Why wasn't she???? What are you doing...?? Why was only Hank helping him (aside from the obvious)?

Well that was an obvious answer.

He stopped screaming, looking in Blue's direction before he looked up at Kara. His pleading look stopped when he realized she wasn't going to let go. Plan B.

He had to get out of here.

Turning to look at Blue, he turned his attention to a series massive trees, narrowing his heat vision to break them, all of them with the intent of crushing blue. She'd save her friend, right? RIGHT?

He had forgotten GLaDOS was even here. Watching this.
He almost didn't care.]

[Blues looked about frantically as the trees started to fall toward him, his best bet was to try and roll out of the way of this one, and roll he did.]

Because you're assaulting a victim - technically - of circumstance.

[Sure, let's go with that.

Hank decides to follow Blues lead and get out of the crossfire as Wheatley lashes out, but he can't help but growl back at him.]

And you! Knock it off! You're in enough trouble as it is!

[ Getting out of the way is always the best idea- and so GLaDOS makes sure to clear the area before heading closer to Wheatley- only when the tree has fallen, of course. ]

Will you stop it? We're trying to help, if you haven't noticed. It's not exactly easy with you making more trouble.

[ She huffs as she nears the two, but she won't get too close, unsure of what the woman currently threatening him was like. It seemed like they had odd powers out of her league, and she wasn't about to get herself in danger recklessly. ]

[Kara isn't going to help Blues. You know why? Because he's a fucking robot and he's rolling; he's got it covered. He can handle a tree dropping on him, and in the list of priorities, removing the cause of danger is a bigger concern.

So that arm is coming off right now, and then she's going to stomp on his head.]

"Victims of circumstance" don't try to kill people and rip my friend's limbs off!

W-wait!!! Wait! I--

[A rather terrible sound sparked as his face cranked too far to one side to be natural. Hank could probably handle more damage as himself, but Wheatley still didn't understand the components of how to keep himself from receiving damage. Don't be fooled, he's still conscious. Being a full cyborg, he couldn't even feel it--

But the shock of being humiliated so badly was quite the damper.
Even in a much stronger body.

He was eerily silent.]

...

...Bl-bloody...

...

[Blues had just barely managed to roll out of the way of the tree's. He's good for now, but he's gonna keep crawling away. He watched as Kara ripped off the Cyborgs arm, he had it coming.]

[Aaaaand now he's legit pissed. Okay, no, he can fix all that. Totally.

Well, Wheatley, Hank knows how best to et back at you for letting things get this far.]

If you're going to hurt anyone, hurt me. I caused all of this.

[He briefly thinks that maybe - just maybe - he could threaten Blues to get Kara off Wheatley and his real body. Thing is, Hank doesn't knows what he's capable of.

For now, he'll address Wheatley once more.]

I suggest you listen to GLaDOS.

[ She takes another careful step. ]

Let him go. You've already done enough to him. [ she spoke, a little sharply, kneeling next to Wheatley- seeing what that woman had done to him made her rather upset, considering her overprotectiveness over the guy. ]

[Her eyes narrow as she looks down at the cyborg body and the woman kneeling next to him.]

Yeah? Because my friend there is missing a leg and an arm. Tell me what the hell is going on or I'll make things really even.

[She scans GLaDOS, too. How many robots could there be in a forest?]

D-don't pretend he's the good guy here...!

[He looks at Blue.]

You're not the-- the good guy here!

[And back at Kara-- though it's more impulsive than threatening.]

And-and you know...Yo-you don't know anything!!! You-you just come about... come about here thinking you do and-- and break stuff! Wrecking things up... making yourself seem j-justified, when-- when you're not!

[A little bit too chatty to be Hank, isn't he?

And he clenches the wrist to the arm he does have, narrowing his eye at nothing. When GLaDOS gets close though, his gaze flickers to her, softening... looking a little ashamed.]

Um...
I eh...
I... I messed up.
I-I know I did. Don't even have to say anything...
I-I... I know. I know I did. Paying for it now. Paying for that now.

S-sorry...

[NOT SAYING SORRY TO YOU THOUGH HANK. YOU'RE NOT THE BOSS OF HIM.]

[He certainly didn't feel like the good guy here, laying around in multiple pieces. He knew he did what had to be done though, it sucked that the first machine he ran into here had no self control.]

[Hank shakes his head at Kara before jabbing a thumb towards GLaDOS.]

I see you're not as quick on the uptake as this one is.

I am Hank Henshaw.

[Afterwards, he'll glare at Wheatley and grabs a tuff of his blonde hair.]

You're still technically in one piece! Unlike my body, and that fellow there. So stop whining.

[ GLaDOS gives an affirmative nod once Hank reveals who he really is... before glancing back to Wheatley. ]

You can't do something like that every time you feel confident. [ she tells him, lowly- only intended for him to hear. A hand hesitantly found its way to rest on the metal side of his face, finding the action extremely awkward. Even if she knew the person inside was truly Wheatley... ] You're going to get killed one day.

[ She was rather upset- it seemed that one little burst of confidence could destroy everything. All of her work. And that was a bit concerning. ]

I'm not going to apologize for not being psychic, and what does it matter? He did these things regardless of whose body it is. Fix it later and go cry to your diary about it.

Edited 2013-01-27 21:06 (UTC)

GNN...

[He growled at her, but stayed relatively silent. To both Kara and Hank.]

...

[An accusing mutter, but when GLaDOS speaks, he looks away in embarrassment.]

I-I... I don't know how all of this happened, if I'm honest.

[A subdued voice. He's not usually this violent. Things just happened and he spun out of control...]

I uh...

[He looks at blue]

Um... s-sorry mate...

[Something incredibly genuine. He really was sorry. It could be heard in his voice, even if his face just looked like a big ol' scary thing.]

Edited 2013-01-27 21:20 (UTC)

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