Hiro Hamada (
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shellphones2025-02-02 07:30 pm
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i don't know if tadashi had plans with anyone that i wasn't aware of, but. he's gone. just so everyone knows. been looking everywhere. baymax's scanner seems fine and he isn't picking up tadashi's life signs anywhere here. tadashi wouldn't ignore me trying to call or message him like this.
[He knew this would likely happen. One way or another, Tadashi staying here and him going back home to Aunt Cass or something, they'd end up separated. It just feels cruel. Like he had just got his brother back only for this to happen. He can't help feeling upset. Bitter. Not as raging and furious as with Callaghan but still.
It hurts.]
but if he had anything going, i can do my best to help and step in? maybe. depending on what he might have been helping with.
[He can at least offer that much. After he's had a couple of days or so to readjust to being without Tadashi again. If that were even possible. The realization that he's alone here now sinking in. Well, outside of Baymax.]
[He knew this would likely happen. One way or another, Tadashi staying here and him going back home to Aunt Cass or something, they'd end up separated. It just feels cruel. Like he had just got his brother back only for this to happen. He can't help feeling upset. Bitter. Not as raging and furious as with Callaghan but still.
It hurts.]
but if he had anything going, i can do my best to help and step in? maybe. depending on what he might have been helping with.
[He can at least offer that much. After he's had a couple of days or so to readjust to being without Tadashi again. If that were even possible. The realization that he's alone here now sinking in. Well, outside of Baymax.]

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Of course hearing no one has tried to hurt Baymax is good- he is very kind and thoughtful.
[There was a nod as Turo took his good arm- after letting the synthetic skin move back together in that nearly undetectable seal. Sleeve rolled back down as he moved the sling to where it should work, the strap over his shoulder-
Did work rather well, keeping the arm supported and- well, still.]
I do believe this will work well.
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[Hiro isn't sure how long the other might take in figuring out the wires and the cables they would need. But at least, he can help manage this for now. He shifts to straighten and check that the sling is on properly and fits okay, before he nods, satisfied for now.]
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[Relief clear enough in his tone. He had faith, even if it might take some time, for Dojima to create the wiring given certain complexities of correct size and occasional twisting braid before wrapping.
The sling would do well, not pressing anywhere it should, letting Turo's arm rest at a comfortable angle.]
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[And even then. Poor Mochi, putting up with Hiro's ideas and inventions over the years. Like the rocket boots. Hiro's definitely more in his element with researching the magitech, really. Even if he might know some bare basics of first aid from minor mishaps over the years with his experiments.]
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There is quite a bit of heavy lifting, but at worse I can direct someone on how to create some of my recipes for potions, salves, and other medicines. [-Turo really did take a lot on his shoulders simply because it was how things had been. More so when he'd suddenly been alone in Area Zero.]
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[Hiro reassures and encourages the Professor, ensuring the sling was on properly, glancing around in the meantime if there was anything before he heads off that he could help with. He doesn't want to poke into anything he shouldn't. Or seems like he's now considering Turo to be helpless to do anything at all. Because he doesn't think that.]
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[There was a small gesture, wit the 'good' arm, towards his desk. There was a velvet lined box with various cut elemental gems -various shapes- along with connected metal parts and runes along those.]
I was making a pen of sorts for animals that need to be separated until they have healed enough from broken bones or even bad sprains.
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[Hiro wants to help if he can. He glances at the desk, the box, noting the gems and runes.]
It looks alright so far. You'd just want the actual thing to be bigger, right? What animals would you be expecting? How many? So we can get an idea of the scale.
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[Still was working in creating larger barriers, and he had discovered ways to enlarge the covered area- but it weakened; still did well for those purposes however.]
Correct, while also trying to keep the animal inside from hurting itself further. A sort of... softening? While making it bigger- the size would likely be the same as a small room? Or around that- there is a raptor that I want to get used to their flexible cast before allowing it back out; nothing I have created heals broken bones quickly, which is for the better.
Bones can heal strangely, and the natural period of time can allow for correction after all.
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[Hiro doesn't want to promise anything. Make any guarantees. But he is going to try and see what he can come up with. He does want to help and can probably figure something out that might help and work with what Turo needs.]
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I will appreciate anything you might come up with- and you are welcome to the schematics if that may help any.
[More than willing to share what he had so it could be added on to, or altered in any way.]
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[Hiro agrees to check the schematics. It makes sense to have a look at the schematics and see what Turo had in mind, what he had already planned, and wants. So Hiro can know what to check on, what to add or change, what to improve on.]
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[Better to work from than nothing at all, and at the very east Turo was detailed in notes that went along with some parts.]
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[He knows that Turo would likely have done more if not for the situation with his arm. But at least, the sketches and plans will be something to go off of. Give Hiro some ideas. He could always message the other to ask any questions or anything as he considers the plans and the potential ideas. Hiro takes the sketches on the desk, rolling them up and putting them in his backpack.]
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[A soft smile, and perhaps just a little more of a relaxed holding in Turo's shoulders. He worried about work, but there was already some clear trust in Hiro in more than simply telling him the truth of his own being.]
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[Hiro figures to check, while he was here, as he ensures the sketches and plans, any notes, were safely in his backpack. Baymax still stands to the side, keeping an eye on them and ensuring they have privacy.]
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I can message you if I there is, of course. [Even if he did look over his desk- going through everything he knew to be on and in it. The shelves as well where he kept most of is notebooks; they mostly had to do with the animals here, but from time to time he did tuck other things near them.
Honestly, Baymax helping keep an eye out for the privacy was appreciated.]
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[Hiro says, ensuring he has everything, before giving a wave, gesturing for Baymax to step to the side so they could open the door. If there's nothing else, he's ready to leave for now, so he can get started checking over the plans and notes for Turo.]
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[A wave with that hand not rested in that sling for the bad arm. That much less worry off of his mind, at the very least. Something would come, one way or another; outside help could do far more than thought at times, after all.]