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002 - [Action/Voice]
[Late in the morning, only just after he had his morning coffee and just fixed toast for breakfast, Teddy had been surprised to find himself being shoved out of the apartment by his own boyfriend. Soon, he found himself blinking at the front door, a piece of cinnamoned toast still in his hand as the post-it note with his name beside Billy's door sign fluttered mournfully to the ground.
He got out a pitiful whine and forlornly posted the note back up before he ushered himself outside, finishing his toast in the meantime.
During the day, Teddy can be found at multiple places. The first is the Battledome, where he fiddles with the settings, some as harmless as a movie theater and some as dangerous as a warzone, but he doesn't fully go through with them. He's merely going through the options for later use. He may mutter to himself about how this must be what the Danger Room is like, and he may even be up for a light spar or something different if someone found him.
The second is Seventh Heaven, where he eats a light lunch of a small burger with fries, and he's a little proud of how he didn't compare it to New York's food outloud. It doen't mean he doesn't think it, though, and he spends more time subtly people watching and listening to conversations than really focusing on food and what the homelife was like. When he's done, he doodles a few musical notes on a napkin, again to possibly be used at a later date, before he stuffs that in his pocket.
The final place is on the roof of the school. He's not doing much of anything up there, just sitting with his legs pulled up and looking out over the village.
Teddy still can't help marveling over how different this place is from what he's used to. There aren't any sounds of car alarms or horns, no distant conversations or laughter, no police sirens or a far off explosion from an invading force (though, Teddy thinks to himself, he ought to be more thankful for the lack of the latter). Occasionally at night, he still wakes up and thinks that it's too quiet, too dark. And he really hopes he's not the only one who thinks that way.
With that thought in mind, Teddy reaches behind him to take the journal, left open in case Billy decides to let him back into the apartment, and decides to address the masses.]
Does anyone else feel seriously out of place here, or am I just being weird? And I don't mean the whole, "being held captive and having to suffer through lame shifts", but just the setting in general. Anyone else out there come from a home that's completely different from a village straight out of Golden Sun?
[He decides then that he'll chat with people for a while, then venture off the roof and see if Billy will allow him back inside. Not that Teddy knows what he did to deserve being kicked outside, but maybe he can beg for forgiveness enough to be let back in.]
He got out a pitiful whine and forlornly posted the note back up before he ushered himself outside, finishing his toast in the meantime.
During the day, Teddy can be found at multiple places. The first is the Battledome, where he fiddles with the settings, some as harmless as a movie theater and some as dangerous as a warzone, but he doesn't fully go through with them. He's merely going through the options for later use. He may mutter to himself about how this must be what the Danger Room is like, and he may even be up for a light spar or something different if someone found him.
The second is Seventh Heaven, where he eats a light lunch of a small burger with fries, and he's a little proud of how he didn't compare it to New York's food outloud. It doen't mean he doesn't think it, though, and he spends more time subtly people watching and listening to conversations than really focusing on food and what the homelife was like. When he's done, he doodles a few musical notes on a napkin, again to possibly be used at a later date, before he stuffs that in his pocket.
The final place is on the roof of the school. He's not doing much of anything up there, just sitting with his legs pulled up and looking out over the village.
Teddy still can't help marveling over how different this place is from what he's used to. There aren't any sounds of car alarms or horns, no distant conversations or laughter, no police sirens or a far off explosion from an invading force (though, Teddy thinks to himself, he ought to be more thankful for the lack of the latter). Occasionally at night, he still wakes up and thinks that it's too quiet, too dark. And he really hopes he's not the only one who thinks that way.
With that thought in mind, Teddy reaches behind him to take the journal, left open in case Billy decides to let him back into the apartment, and decides to address the masses.]
Does anyone else feel seriously out of place here, or am I just being weird? And I don't mean the whole, "being held captive and having to suffer through lame shifts", but just the setting in general. Anyone else out there come from a home that's completely different from a village straight out of Golden Sun?
[He decides then that he'll chat with people for a while, then venture off the roof and see if Billy will allow him back inside. Not that Teddy knows what he did to deserve being kicked outside, but maybe he can beg for forgiveness enough to be let back in.]
[Voice]
So - what's your younger generation like, if they're not into that?
[Voice]
[Voice]
[Sure, he's seen a couple episodes and knows the premise, but to hear it from a hero like himself; it just seems kind of... wrong.]
So they'd let the bad guy get away just because a commercial's coming on?
[Voice]
[Voice]
[...] Well, maybe not punch them, but definitely keep fighting and not listen to any of that crap.
[It's irritating. But a thought comes to him, one that makes him smile.]
You act like a true hero to me, you know?
[Voice]
I just try to do good by what's right. That's pretty important for a hero to work for.
... I'm glad you think so, though.
[Voice]
[Kate is one. She doesn't have any powers yet still manages to keep up and give to people who need it. Eli is one, even before he got his own powers. He was a little insane, yeah, but he put his whole heart into stopping people from doing what was wrong.]
So... yeah. That's just what I think. [And wow that was a little awkward - This is Kotetsu, who knows this, lives and breathes being a hero. He doesn't need some kid saying all that.]
[Voice]
[Voice]
One of the greats? That's - Honestly, it's very flattering, seeing how the adults in Teddy's world don't seem to think they're capable of going that far. Heck, they tried to shut them all down at first - right now, it's enough to think that they're accepted as a group, even if everyone thinks they're still wet behind the ears. And they are, but...]
Uh... thanks. I'm... still a kid though, so... I've got a long way to go.