The Silence After the Storm

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The Ken Amada who made certain threats, whom Igor didn't bring to the Velvet Room and didn't welcome, has been permanently contained within his other-world self. Many of the Velvet Room residents mobilized in the effort to neutralize the threat he posed, and now, in the moments after the devastating battle that sealed Ken away, perhaps you have business to conclude.

Maybe you're a fighter, left in the rubble the battle made of its surroundings—or maybe you were a noncombatant this time, left behind to wonder what's happening or prepare for the aftermath. Maybe you linger around the battle site, or maybe you have other things to do.

Or maybe you didn't survive. Maybe you're one of the glowing forms slowly coalescing in front of Igor's desk in the Velvet Room over the course of the subsequent half hour. Igor presides over them gravely, with no sign of his usual smile. Near his desk sits a box of snacks, familiar to anyone who's used the operation's training room.

[[ooc: This post is a general catch-all for the aftermath of the battle! It's backdated to February 26, the day Ken got got.]]

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he's doing so great you guys SO GREAT

[gorobo]

Well.

They won, at least.

There are people dead and wounded, and everyone is shaken in the aftermath. Doomada clearly left his mark on everyone, even those who didn't participate in the battle. This will not quickly be forgotten, and who can blame them? Corpses, slowly reviving hang in the Velvet Room, and those whose wounds will not heal, thanks to Doomada's cursed magic, are being taken care of by those who came out relatively unscathed.

And Falcon?

Well- error reports litter his HUD. He's sustained damage in this fight, that much is clear. Damage that even a well-placed Diarahan was unable to heal. His joints are stiff and resistant to movement, his metal body dented. His stride, however, is undeterred. He only makes sure that there is no permanent damage to himself, or to anyone who participated, but once that is done...

He's quick to brush off anyone who tries to talk to him. He doesn't feel like talking to them- he'd seen the looks on their faces during training, right before the fight.

He's-

He's-

Fine. It's fine.

As soon as he can get away with it, he's disappeared, back to his home in Inaba.

[wipingallout]

Hamuko was one of the first to revive despite being one of the last to die - and while Drake had been there when she'd properly jolted upright, he'd left to fetch something on request.

So Hamuko soon had sat herself down on the sofa, patting at her chest like it would help her breathe better. But... she definitely noticed Falcon.

"Hey-- you made it too," she called lightly, beckoning him to come closer.

[gorobo]

He doesn't, merely glancing at Hamuko.

"So I have," he says neutrally. "It's only natural, all things considered."

It's not a brag, just a statement. He faced Fatalis before, and he honed his skills as a weapon in the meantime. If he'd died again...

... well, he didn't.

[wipingallout]

"I'm glad," she answered, smiling despite how standoffish and cold he was being. "Could you bring me the tissues?" she asked, gesturing to Igor's desk, where a little box sat on top.

She could've gotten up and gotten them herself, but she was still feeling a bit... unsteady, and queasy. And she wanted to get a better look at him, too, not just focus on herself.

[gorobo]

He looks at her. If he were someone who needed to breathe, she might get the impression he might've sighed.

Still, he does as is asked of him. It's just something small, and won't impede him too much. He hands over the tissues.

"Will that be all?"

[wipingallout]

It's obvious enough with just the look in his eyes - Hamuko kept the chuckle to herself, gratefully taking the tissues she needed to dab at her eyes some. They still ached and itched from how much they'd watered from her first panicked sensation waking back up.

"Can you tell me how the fight went after I died?" she lightly asked. "Everyone seems to have done well at least."

[gorobo]

"Does it matter? We won. That's all there is to it."

He's really not in the mood to deal with any of this. If she's that curious... she can ask someone else.

He's going home.