itsjustagamerp | Through the Looking Glass

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Through the Looking Glass

Characters: Harvey, probably Liz, anyone else who wants to visit
Content: Harvey, for one, remembers what went on in the mirror universe. He's not a fan!
Location: SoL, residential deck
Time of Day: Night
Warnings: None...?

Harvey suddenly blinked up at the ceiling of his darkened bedroom, groaning as he sat up and shook the residual light-headedness away. What had that been, the universe jump? He didn't even remember being in his room before, or how he'd gotten here. Last he recalled, he'd been lookin' out the window, hopin' they could jump outta there before those goddamn lizards arrived with their ships. Seein' as they weren't blown to bits, he guessed they'd made it. Maybe he'd track down 90s Kid and Iron just in case, make sure everyone got through the jump alright. Iron in particular...for some reason, he thought he'd seen her bleeding...

He froze, eyes going wide as the memories came flooding back. Oh. Oh god, what the hell had he done?

The singer flung himself out of the bed, heading for the door. He had to find Iron, make sure that she was okay! How long had she been walkin' around on that leg, anyway? He could remember lookin' up at her from the cage; he hadn't registered it at the time, or even cared to look, but her bandage had been uncomfortably red.

A rustling sound behind him froze him in his panic. Reaching for the lamp, Harvey turned. "Frank?" He hadn't expected the rabbit to be back in his cage, not after Iron had taken him away. He hesitated, glancing back at the door, then slowly approached the cage instead, dropping to his knees to unlatch it. He could take a second or two for this.

"Frankie?" He reached in cautiously, not noticing that his hand was shaking a little. "C'mon, Frankie..." The rabbit's nose twitched, and he stared at his owner for a few seconds before slowly hopping forward. Harvey carefully picked him up, smiling gratefully as he cradled his pet against his chest. "Heyyyy there, buddy. 'S alright. It's gonna be okay. I gotcha."

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Liz remembered everything that happened too. In fact, when she found herself in her own bed again and with a leg that wasn't bleeding horribly, she had to hurry to check on the others, starting with mister Finevoice.

She didn't even bother knocking, opening the door to find him crouched on the floor with the rabbit. She may have even showed up just in time to hear him call him "Frankie." Yup. That was the Harvey she knew. She padded inside quietly, crouching slowly down next to him.

"Hey."

For once in his long, rather paranoid life, Harvey hadn't even heard her coming into the room. He'd been a little caught up in comforting Frank. The rabbit wasn't at all frightened and seemed to have forgiven the whole incident rather quickly, but Harvey himself needed to be doing this. He had to make sure everything was okay again.

Speaking of...he started a little as Liz spoke, turning to her. "Iron!" He quickly looked her up and down before shifting Frank's weight and reaching out to her with his free arm, pulling her into a tight hug. "Oh god, Iron." For a few seconds, he just held her like that, unable to say anything else. He'd almost lost her. And it would've been entirely his fault.

"--oof!" Liz staggered as Harvey latched onto her, briefly going stiff in his arms. Well...that pretty much settled it. Slowly she wrapped her arms around him, hugging not nearly as tightly back; even with one arm he was kind of squishing her a bit.

"I'm okay mister Finevoice, really."

"Oh, like hell." He released her, a little unwillingly, but kept a hand on her shoulder as he glanced down at her leg again. "Kid, I almost kneecapped you. You know wh - "

He quickly shut down that line of thought, old memories of his days in Chicago mixing with his mirror counterpart's considerably longer run. She looked alright right now, but he was still running on panic; he hadn't even really noticed that his own wounds didn't hurt anymore. Harvey stood, moving back over towards the bed. "C'mon, sit down."

"I know, I know, but it's okay!" Liz wasn't used to seeing him so rattled. At least not since he punched 90s Kid in the face last Halloween. She followed him toward the bed, perching lightly next to him, reaching her hand out to the rabbit on his shoulder.

"How's your arm?"

"My arm?" He sat next to her, waving a hand dismissively. "Fine. Feels like nothin' happened." Actually, the rest of him felt surprisingly good too, for having been smacked about by a wolf. But that wasn't the important thing here.

"I am so sorry, kid. C'mere, lemme see that leg. You've been walkin' around on it this whole time, haven't ya." He knew there wasn't much he could do medically - he was a hell of a lot better at causin' injury than fixin' it. But he needed to get a good idea of the damage, to see what he'd done. They could figure out how to deal with it together.

So his injuries were gone too. Liz looked a little puzzled as she lifted the leg of her jeans, revealing nothing at all. Even Frank didn't look like he'd been singed by that electricity gun. Maybe the mirror universe just didn't affect their own universe selves. Save for the memories, of course.

"Not the whole time," she admitted, "Pinkie practically pinned me down after a while."

"Huh. Good for her." Harvey looked confused by her undamaged leg as well, though of course he was happy to see it. And if he got to pass over his own injuries to his mirror self...well, frankly he wouldn't really care if the guy did get eaten by a wolf.

"But if that ever happens again, you stay down. Leg shots're tricky, you'll bleed out quicker than you'd think if it ain't done up right." Frank was moving about on his shoulder, and he set the bunny down on the bed between them instead, running a hand over his back. "Iron, listen...thanks. For stoppin' me." He almost wished she hadn't, considering what had happened after, but he never would've forgiven himself if he'd killed Frank. And that was what he'd intended to do, sooner or later.

"Well I couldn't just let you - any of you - just have your way like that." she looked down at Frank, lightly running her fingers over his fur herself, "That's why I had to keep moving. We needed to move fast."

"Guess you're right."

Normally he wouldn't have yielded to her pushin' herself like that so easily, but what right did he have to complain? Harvey turned away, resting his elbows on his knees and staring blankly at the door as he let out a long slow breath. "I really did want to kill you, Iron," he confessed in a low tone after a few seconds. "Wanted it real bad. And I wasn't gonna do it quick." He could still remember everything he'd fantasized about doin' to her, while he was lyin' trussed up in that cage. He'd probably remember it for a long time.

Liz frowned, slowly reaching up to put a hand on his shoulder.

"I know."

While she had the advantage of not knowing the details, she could see the murderous look in his eyes every time she watched him in that cell. And while she didn't let it show, it frightened her, seeing him so...monstrous. She could take Harvey on if she had to...but she'd hoped the whole time it wouldn't come to that. And it didn't, thank God.

"That's why I made sure everybody took a weapon."

Harvey didn't react to her touch, simply sagging a little further. "It's lucky I didn't hurt ya worse than I did. Good thing I - was drunk." He hesitated slightly, as if exchanging one word for another. If she'd been frightened, he was terrified. If any one of a thousand little things had gone differently, he would've killed someone. That was just what he was. He'd been a hired killer, and in all truth he'd been pretty damn content with his lot.

Hell, if things had gone a little different back in his twenties, he could've been that guy.

"Y'know 90s Kid was dead, back there? I think I might've been there when it happened. Didn't do a damn thing to help him."

"You can't just beat yourself up over it, Mister Finevoice." Liz said softly, hand still on his shoulder, "We all did some awful things in that universe." she almost shuddered to think what she was like out there...probably not too far from a certain doppelganger she hadn't seen in a while.

Harvey just listened quietly, without turning to look at her. He couldn't tell her. If he did, he'd have to explain...well, everything. Truth was, he'd done some pretty horrible things in this universe too.

"Yeah," he said finally, without much conviction. "Yeah, I guess you're right."

Ammy never thought she'd be so happy to see the inside of the Satellite again! This finally meant that they had returned to their normal universe...or at least, she really hoped it was. She went skittering around the metal halls, checking to make sure that everything was in its normal place. So far, so good.

And then she passed by Harvey's door, and ground to a halt. Last she'd left Harvey, she'd had to bite him on the arm and piledrive him in order to keep him from hurting his friends! She had to check and make sure that he was okay now, both physically and mentally.

As such, she stuck her nose inside the door and ventured inside carefully, not wanting to surprise him (or be surprised) if there was still something wrong. It looked like Frank the rabbit was back in here, though, and he seemed okay.

By the time Ammy arrived, Harvey'd moved back up to sit on the bed again. Frank was sprawled out on his lap, his legs up in the air and kicking vaguely as Harvey petted his stomach. Who the hell knew that rabbits liked tummy rubs, anyway?

He glanced up quickly as the door opened, only relaxing slightly when he saw Amaterasu. "Oh. Hey, Ammy. Good timin', I was just about to go lookin' for you." He owed apologies to her and Aqua, at the very least, and he felt the need to just double-check that 90s Kid was no longer dead as well. Getting caught up in bunny-scritches, though, was a pretty easy thing to do. "Can't find my Cambot, think I might've scared the poor guy off...c'mon in."

That sounded a lot like the Harvey she knew! He was petting Frank, and talking normally. Ammy came the rest of the way into the room and up to Harvey, wagging her tail. She was so glad to see that he was all right again! She even came up close enough so that he could pet her if wanted, although it was partially to check and make sure that his arm was okay.

Harvey watched the wolf enter with a weary-looking smile, which faded quickly as he looked at her. His arm certainly appeared okay; the singer didn't seem to be in any pain as he reached out hesitantly to tousle Ammy's ears.

"I gotta thank ya. That was some quick thinkin' back there. Sorry I hit you."

She gave his arm a sniff, but it looked like it was all right. Perhaps their transporting back to this universe had fixed it...or maybe something else had done it. She never claimed to really understand time and space travel, no matter how much she used it. She accepted the ear tousle, looking happier that he wasn’t hurt as bad as she thought.

She barked back once in response, as if to say “sorry for biting you!” And, you know, knocking him out by throwing him into the ground and all.

"Oh, it's fine," Harvey said, catching her attention to his arm. "So's Iron's leg. Guess jumpin' back here must've fixed it or somethin'. Good thing, too...she was walkin' too much on that."

He turned quickly, eyes caught by the quick flash of movement as Frank jumped down off the bed and hopped towards his cage in alarm at the barking. Though everything was back to normal, Harvey himself couldn't help but feel a little on edge. Relaxing slightly, he looked back to Ammy. "I would've hit her right in the knee at that distance, if I hadn't been drinkin'," he commented morosely - it wasn't bragging, he'd been standing too close not to. "God, if you 'n Aqua hadn't been there..."

Ammy sat down and wagged her tail a little more, relieved that everyone seemed to be better physically. One less thing for them to worry about. She nodded in acknowledgement of him being glad that Liz was okay, too.

It wasn't surprising that Frank hopped away; a sudden bark always seemed to spook the animals. She noted that Harvey seemed worried about what might have happened. She nudged her nose a bit closer to him, and tried to give him an encouraging look...one that said, at least they had been there, and fixed things as best they could.

Harvey glanced sideways at her and gave a small smile, reaching out again to run a hand over her head. He knew, of course, that she was some kinda Japanese goddess; he'd been around when Minako pointed it out. But he was also something of a dog lover, and when confronted with canine-shaped deities...well, scratchies were still pretty comforting.

"It's just...she's like my kid, y'know?" Saying things like this was one hell of a lot easier when he was talking to someone who couldn't talk back.

Ammy leaned her head into the scratches. Yes, she was a god, but that didn’t mean that gods couldn’t enjoy a good ear scratching, too. And it seemed to make Harvey happy, so that in turn made her happy.

She just looked on at him, interested to see why he thought that way. She knew that obviously Harvey and Liz (and Linkara, when he was here) were friends, but it was bit different to think of a friend like a child. There was a more protective air to it...probably all the more reason he was concerned about hurting her.

Pleased, he continued the head-rubbing. "Guess I'm just glad 90s Kid doesn't remember any of the crap that happened to him there. That...that was just sick."

Harvey paused for a moment, thinking. "Y'know, I ain't sure what happened to the kid in that universe. Linkara." He sighed. "Damn, I wish he were still here. Wouldn't make 'im go through all that for anythin', but..."

Ammy looked a little concerned. She'd never really caught glance of 90s Kid while in the Mirrorverse, but on the other hand, she'd never really smelled him around there, either. Had he missed it somehow?

She could definitely understand him being worried about friends that were missing. She still missed Chibi, and Perry, Maes, and many others who had left. She tried to give him a reassuring look...she knew that she'd see him again sometime soon. Friends could never stay from each other long.

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