Everything about MechaNova (Dispatch AU) Any questions & comments are welcomed! Still a WIP - IMPORTANT: Visi is a teenager. Endgame is Deadlock. Robert angst enjoyer <3
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(listen to First Love/Late Spring for the full experience)
God, what time is it? The sky was too dark to tell; the miscellaneous lights of the city blurred together like a symphony of visual disorientation. Not like it matters anyway... where am I?
The hospital was like a never-ending dream. Half awake, half asleep; medicated daydreams, vivid nightmares; unable to sleep, unable to wakeāit was impossible to think at all. Thoughts, violent as a hurricane, crashed into each other until only one had remained.
I want to go home.
The feeling was so overwhelming, it was numbing. It silenced the night. Though each step was unsure of its existence, it did not stop. Not until it reached its destination. Not until it was home.
Home.
Wrapped in the familiar scents of well-worn, weathered leather and long-ago-discontinued cologne, it smelled like memories. Lingering heavy in the air, the mechanical notes of old motor oil, metallic corrosion, and ozone breathed in a comforting nostalgia. It smelled like him, like home.
Home.
Clutched in hands, close to chestāremnant of a child dearly holding onto his favorite toy to safely fall asleepāwas a legacy, the suit of Mecha Man. Cradled in between the hollowed space of the collapsed mechaās limbs, a comparatively smaller figure lay; a softly aged leather jacket covering him, as if a blanket, tucking him into bed for the last time.
i had a headcanon that robert got rid of most of his dadās stuff all at once because it was too painful but the one piece of clothing he couldnāt bare to donate was the leather jacket that he used to wear all the time.
while working on the mecha he would wear it if he wasnāt wearing his suit, causing it to smell. heād wear it out drinking at the bar with his colleagues on his rare day off. popping out for a quick smoke break in the cold, before he had quit. or just an casual outing to get much needed groceries after he had picked up robert from school.
it was one of the few things from his dad that robert still has all these years later, and one of the only memories he had of his dad that wasnāt related to mechaman
(listen to First Love/Late Spring for the full experience)
God, what time is it? The sky was too dark to tell; the miscellaneous lights of the city blurred together like a symphony of visual disorientation. Not like it matters anyway... where am I?
The hospital was like a never-ending dream. Half awake, half asleep; medicated daydreams, vivid nightmares; unable to sleep, unable to wakeāit was impossible to think at all. Thoughts, violent as a hurricane, crashed into each other until only one had remained.
I want to go home.
The feeling was so overwhelming, it was numbing. It silenced the night. Though each step was unsure of its existence, it did not stop. Not until it reached its destination. Not until it was home.
Home.
Wrapped in the familiar scents of well-worn, weathered leather and long-ago-discontinued cologne, it smelled like memories. Lingering heavy in the air, the mechanical notes of old motor oil, metallic corrosion, and ozone breathed in a comforting nostalgia. It smelled like him, like home.
Home.
Clutched in hands, close to chestāremnant of a child dearly holding onto his favorite toy to safely fall asleepāwas a legacy, the suit of Mecha Man. Cradled in between the hollowed space of the collapsed mechaās limbs, a comparatively smaller figure lay; a softly aged leather jacket covering him, as if a blanket, tucking him into bed for the last time.
itās been quite a while since things has changed in the torrance branch of sdn. after the attack, robert took a break to somewhat recover before going back to work. heās still too injured to use the mecha suit to fight, so heās been practicing with the new dispatching network built into it. he also has a portable version in the wrist computer of his hero suit. heās put all of his attention on his work as a distraction to keep himself busy. itās been relatively the same. itās same job with the same people but... different enough for him to feel whatās been missing.
mandy had asked robert if having everyone back on the team was too much, as heās still recovering, but he told her he liked the challenge. it was half true. it was certainly a learning experience, having everyone on the team again. everyone has a different working schedule, too.
phenomaman was assigned back into his old team but regularly joins shifts and hangs out often with the rest of the crew after work. sonar rejoined the pheonix program and is part of the team again, which was nice. malevola tried to play it cool with how much sheās missed him, but itās been obvious. sonar even more so. royd also helped him fixed up his upgrades afterā¦ it stopped working. he definitely kept them just because he thought it looked really cool.
itās funny, visiās and chaseās positions has been swapped. er well, courtney and shooting star now. when chase told me that he had picked out a new name for himself, i immediately made fun of him for how corny it is but.. admittedly itās a nice name. i think it really suits him. mandy says she likes it too.
courtney is now working in the cubical next to me, officially as an apprentice dispatcher under me. she was still recovering, and is currently in physical therapy, so i recommended her to try it. mandy was very supportive of the idea, she probably thought courtney helping me with the z-team would take a load off my plate. in some ways it did, but showing her the ropes has been another set of difficulties in and of itself. courtney seems like sheās been enjoying herself, or at least sheās enjoying talking to everyone. i think she likes actually being a part of the team again, i know i do. things have been easier.
ā¦
but i still miss her.
she quit, a while ago. mandy had told me. even after she let me know, i couldnāt bring myself to try to contact her. royd told me sheās been doing well, that she moved to a nicer place. she still talks to chase sometimes, i think. and the rest of the z-team... they donāt say much about her to me. i probably snapped at them at some point. chase mightāve told them not to say anything to me. or something like that. i canāt remember, the week after i killed shroud.. it was all a blur.
fuck.
i really lost myself that week. talking to her then wouldāve made everything worse. i needed time. i needed to fix myself first. still, i couldāve said something when she quit. but then again she mustāve had her own reasons for quitting, she didnāt need me bothering her about it. i still need to sort myself out first anyways. i need to get better. to regain my strength again. i need to be stronger. to earn being called a hero again. to be called mechaman. only thenā
SNAP SNAP
robert jolted his chair, his eyes shot open.
āiāve been calling your name for the past five-fucking-minutes, donāt tell me your damn hearinā is worse than mineās?ā a familiar voice shouted at him.
āyou need a hearing aid or somethinā already?ā
āchase-!ā robert sputtered, cracking a smile as his eyes saw chaseās smug expression. he shook his head slowly, breathily laughing, āiām not that old.ā he says while shifting his weight in the seat, crossing his arms.
āunlike a certain someone.ā robert added, returning a smugness of his own.
āyou sure as hell act like it. whatās up with earlier?ā
āoh i was just thinking about..ā his words trailing off as he glances to the side.
ājust um, a bit lost in thoughtā¦ā his smile dropping as he looks into the distance.
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