The Ones That Walk Away From Omelas

[isahellofadrug]

The last thing Robbie wanted to deal with right now was this nonsense. The world had gone kerboom and then...un-kerboomed and everything was a mess. The new world they were facing had strange faces no one had seen before and a lot of broken things to deal with in the aftermath.

Now was not the time for him to be stuck doing some stupid interdimensional adventure.

Yet here he was in an alley in a town that looked all old-timey, like something out of Lord of the Rings.

Oh well. He guessed he just had to deal with it and get it over with as best as he could. Once this little adventure was over, he could work on getting home.

"'Undo the injustice at the heart of Omelas,' care to vague that up a bit, Timebroker?" Robbie muttered to himself.

He'd been told by the Timebroker that he wasn't doing this alone, that someone from his world would be doing it with him. When he heard that he figured on Vance or one of his teammates, or someone like Spider-Man or the Thing (since they sure got around).

So when he looked around to see who'd vorped here with him he definitely wasn't expecting --

"...Rina?"

Oh no. No no no. After Stamford, someone he'd once had a little crush on was the last person he wanted to be stuck with. It was his fault she'd been chased by mobs and it was public knowledge now that Robbie Baldwin and the freak in the gimp suit known as Penance were one and the same.

His face turned a bright shade of red as he stood there facing her in the alley and the way he shrank away from her was filled with shame. He cast his gaze to the ground, as if he felt he didn't even have the right to look her in the eyes.

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[dekhnewali]

"Ish. Come here, Robbie," Rina said softly. She walked up to him, gentle steps, and pulled him into a hug. Given their history, she was trying very hard to make the hug come across as one of platonic comfort, but feelings - given what they could be - there was probably more coming across in that hug than just simple friendship.

If it lasted longer than she was comfortable with, it didn't show. Possibly because the hug felt all-too-natural. She pulled away from it and gently caressed his cheek. "Take all the time you need to work through your stuff. No one expects you to bounce back right away. You need time to heal, to think, to stop blaming yourself. There were so many events and..." she froze and bit her tongue. "I'm sorry, I don't want to dredge up any bad memories. But I'm also not going to let you wallow and feel sorry for yourself, cowering under the blame for all that happened. You have very capable shoulders, but they aren't responsible for bearing all of the weight. You don't see it now, but you will." Smiling, she added, "Really, I think that Flatman would have come quite in handy." Granted, The only one on the GLA that Rina personally took very seriously was Squirrel Girl, and that's because she'd heard stories.

"We'll find a place to commandeer a space ship after this and have some fun, I promise. Maybe I'll even throw my hair up in precious little cinnamon buns," she laughed. "First, we just need to do what the Timebroker sent us here to do. Whatever it is he actually meant by that."

[isahellofadrug]

A hug. An actual hug. For a second, he was almost positive he was hallucinating or something because hugs were such a rare thing in his life anymore. Sometimes Hummingbird hugged him and Vance would throw an arm around his shoulders but that was about it, and it didn't even happen that often. So when she hugged him, he hugged her back, warmly, gratefully, even resting his chin on her shoulder a bit.

It felt like it belonged there.

It felt so good to be touched again, in a way that wasn't painful. Even aside from the hurt he'd done to himself, so many people had hurt him. The people that beat on him and shanked him in prison. The man that shot him. Moonstone punching him into a wall at four hundred miles an hour...

No one had cared enough to cause him anything other than pain and the people who would've been kind to him, his friends, had no idea where he was during that time.

But aside from the desperate need for human affection, there was something else he gave in that hug, too. He'd thought Rina was cute from the start, and finding out all she'd done to try to save him during the time he was in the kinetic energy dimension had made him flirt like crazy with her back in the day. Maybe it was Darrion Grobe pretending to be him that she'd mostly gotten to know but when he got back and starting hanging out with her, he'd felt...a connection.

It felt like fate or something, that'd thrown them together the first time because of her vision. But then she'd lost her powers and had to deal with that, and he and the others had done the show, and then he hadn't been in a state to talk to anyone for a while...

But she was here now. Again. And if there was a little extra tenderness he put into the hug beyond "thank you for being a source of human affection and still being my friend" he could be forgiven for it, right? After all, this was the girl -- the woman -- who'd bent over backwards trying to save him. And now that he valued his life even less, it made her actions in trying to do it matter even more in his eyes.

Then she pulled away from him and...and caressed his cheek. Wow. And said things that very few people had said to him. Also wow. (He couldn't really take them to heart yet, but...wow.)

So by the time she got to talking about putting her hair up into the cinnamon buns, he was actually able to give her a genuine smile, wide and practically radiant. It was one of his old smiles.

"I still think that'd be a good look for you. Not that there'd be many bad looks for you."

And there he was, cheerful and goofy and even a little flirty. Apparently, he was there under all the pain and guilt and sadness and it was still possible for him to be him once he got past each of these dark moments.

He finally looked around again, thinking back to what the Timebroker had said.

"I don't think we're going to know what he meant until we look around. 'Undo the injustice at the heart of Omelas' is about as vague as the directions that come with cheap Swedish furniture. We have to find out what - or where - Omelas is."