personavelvetroomdr | The Silence After the Storm

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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"You're welcome. It's my honest feeling," Hamuko answered softly, giving him a smile. The way he lost tension... she can only hope it's given him a little peace. "I think no one should go at all of this alone. I'm glad you stepped up to help, and came here to help," she paused to pull the blanket tighter around herself, "even with a possible confrontation. It is appreciated."

That said, she gave his arm a little pat.

"Make sure you take care of yourself, too. You fought hard and it was very scary."

I am never getting involved in these expeditions again. He practically vows to himself despite Hamuko's appreciation. Despite the smile and her honesty, it was clear he wasn't going to be welcomed here without a gun pointed at his forehead and he really really did not want to spend another second around Drake who carried the same face as the Akira Kurusu of his own world.

They couldn't be any more different.

"I will take your word for it then," he grins tiredly. "As a friend."

The pat on his arm does make him jump as he accesses her carefully, keeping himself poised normally and relaxed. "I am imagining myself in a relaxing bath right now. I might even order takeout for dinner with Morning...ah well." He gets up, letting her enjoy herself with the blanket and sets down some snacks.

"I am sure there will be multiple others you wish to check in but go easy on yourself. Even with the idea of dying twice...I am sure I am in no position to even comprehend what you are feeling right now. That said- I will go distribute more of these blankets before taking my leave."

"Tell Morning I said hi, and that we should hang out again," Hamuko insisted, patting Maruki's arm again after that jolt of surprise. Calm, calm...

"A bath sounds great. I might go for one too. I'm doing mentally okay, just a little..." Hamuko made a vague 'airy' gesture at her head with her hand, trying to find a word-- "not quite dissociated, just like I'm mentally and physically lagging. Like I woke up from a deep sleep and had to jump up and try to sprint."

"Sure will. As expected, you two got along- given what he told me last time," he nods. It was quite a while back to even recall said conversation.

He stretches his arms forward, as if attempting to get rid of the dull ache before he proceeds to pick off the rest of the pile of blankets. "That makes a lot of sense — you're describing a kind of cognitive and bodily fatigue or sluggishness."

"Given the circumstances of our situation- that can happen when we're under ongoing stress or when we haven’t had time to properly rest or regulate. Definitely go for a bath and maybe even spoil yourself a little."

He winks, playfully. "Doc's advice and all."

"I will if you will. I'm holding you to it, doc," Hamuko grinned, in good spirits.

For now, she'll relax on the sofa for a bit longer. Just a bit...

"I will text you with the major updates. Or the state of my houseplants that I have started to take care of again, stay tuned~!" he holds up the blankets and fingerguns with his held out indexes still.

With a slow smile he bows at her and in all honesty, means it as he prepares to give the other victims the needful. Like Phoenix..

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