14330/To help or to isolate

To help or to isolate
Date of Scene:	06 March 2023
Location:	Living Quarters - Four Freedoms Plaza
Synopsis:	No description
Cast of Characters:	Franklin Richards, Susan Richards

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Franklin Richards has posed:
About two days ago something wierd happened though maybe not for here. A light lite up the night like it was day for a few moments before it shot off towards space. Shortly after, a dishoveled Franklin appeared entering from the top of the Baxtor Building other then the normal elevator way falling to the ground only saved by his forcefield from actually taking a nasty fall. He got up from this, and without saying a word ran to his room, and turned the do not disturb light on. He had got the idea from when people had to have darkness, and it was a simple way to let everyone know to leave him be. There he had been for three days now as there was a bathroom with a sink so there was water, but he did not leave even for food.

Inside this room currently is Franklin floating in the air the wind blowing through the room, but he does not seem to notice. It is unclear how long he had been like this, but he is perfectly silent his mind not here. or well not directly. In front of him though he is not looking at it is an image as if on an invisable screen that shows their very own common room. Currently it is Reed, and Jennifer though the Reed looks different as they sit alone no family or signs of them around. Then it flickers, and it shows Franklin's conversation with Doom as he requested he sign Val's Birthday card. The changes erratic, and unfocused as this just continues to happen again, and again.

Susan Richards has posed:
Susan's been busy, catching up with Reed at first, with the many responsibilities of running the family's business, and her own various obligations she's adopted over the years. She's always a little busy at least, but she tries to drop in and check on her children regularly. She's seen Val, but not Franklin. Not for a couple of days.

And as far as Sue is concerned, three days has been long enough. Yes, the Do Not Disturb light is still on. But she's not disturbing. She's checking on her son. And he can be grumpy, or angry, or whatever. But he's not going to be alone.

Sue could probably pick the physical lock to the door. She might have to, but first, she chimes the door's bell, and then knocks firmly, calling out. "Franklin! It's mom! I'm coming in!" And then, with the politeness of the knock and doorbell rung, she types in her own access code to override the lock and step in. Whatever's going on, she's not letting Franklin deal with it alone.

Franklin Richards has posed:
At first he is too far gone to hear as he was pretty deep into his own mind which of course is why he left the light on, but her code would work just like it is supposed to, as the door unlocks then opens. When the door opens the wind blows out like opening an airlock though not near as violent.

When this happens it is like the circle is broken as the moniter though visable for a moment as it flickers to the whole family doing what they usually do, but they are all speaking spanish, and Johnny has a real large mustashe, it quickly flickers out and disapears as it is disabled. Frankling floating a bit in the air tilts and falls to the floor though it is only a few inches so there is no real danger there. His voice sounds almost sleepy like he has not spoken in a while he croaks out a.. "What?" confused more then feeling anything towards his mother entering.

He looks around a bit realizing he was in his room so that was good, but then realizes his mother is standing at his door way. WIth a sigh he streaches out his legs to get up as soon as he got feeling back as they unlike him were able to fall asleep. Looking down he says in a quiet tone. "Hello Mom." though doesn't follow it up with anything.

Franklin looks like he litterally landed outside, and has been doing that for three days the blood still on his fantastic four uniform had seen better days though it did its job and held in there. Franklin doesn't look up, he just looks at the floor and waits as he had done something wrong though he didn't look sad more like the face Reed got on those few times he didn't understand something.

Susan Richards has posed:
Sue pauses in the doorway, leaning against it, arms crossing over the chest of that famliar blue bodysuit. Her lips quirking in a little smile, eyebrows perking as she eyes the room and murmurs out dryly, "Well, I figured three days was long enough for you to be locked in isolation. Maybe a little too long since, you know, it's not like we grounded you. You locked yourself in your room... why?"

That face shifts, expression worried, genuinely concerned as she stares levelly, something in those warm eyes akin to how she stares at his father when he's been locked in the lab too long. She sighs out and gestures, "You're... not exactly looking great, kiddo. What happened? Also.. is that blood yours? Someone else's? Some_thing_ else's? You know you can tell us what's going on, right Franklin?"

Franklin Richards has posed:
finally able to stand again he pushes himself up, and looks up at her. "It has been three days?" he asks a little surprised looking up for a moment then back down again. He looks at his outfit, and sighs "No... Hydra troops, they ambushed me by making it think it was you guys calling me." he shakes his head at that. "It has been a while since I had to stop them, and with the limiters." he stands and looks about to get what papers he could back in order and sighs as he hated when things were out of order. "After fighting them back I went to go see a... friend in Starling, and Hydra were waiting." he sighs as he admits "And two human heros got involved. They are okay, but I think this is from that fight." he absently notes.

He thinks about her last question as he falls quiet again for a moment as he considers how much he should tell her as his shot didn't actually hit any planes though maybe some birds. He doesn't look at her though he continues. "It reminded me what happends when I try to do something else." he says quietly. He had a place that he could relax, and now Hydra must know about it so who knows what problems he already is bringing a normal civilian person.

He finaly turns still looking down, "They will always come after me. Maybe it isn't Hydra, but someone, and as you know they have nothing against using a friend against us. That friend usually paying the price."

Susan Richards has posed:
Susan chews her lower lip, eyes widening a little, her teeth clenching tighter. "Hydra? Why were they after you?" She's not going to ask how they pulled off the trickery. It's really beside the point. And immediately as the cleaning begins, Sue's powers reach out on instinct, invisible fields helping to lift papers, sort the room. It's not like she doesn't know where her son enjoys his room organized.

She sighs out and murmurs softly, "Franklin... you... should change. You can't allow yourself to be consumed by worrying about what might have happened to those heroes. They know as well as anyone what they're risking when they take a stand. They do it willingly. And you have to respect that, but... you don't have to let your worries about it consume you."

She smiles lopsidedly and murmurs out, "And don't underestimate your friends, Franklin. Starling might not have the same rough and tumble reputation as Gotham, but... Starling citizens are no pushovers. They don't cotton to bullies, and Hydra are nothing but bullies. You can't take the weight of what bad people choose to do on your own shoulders. Think of how many times I've had some... truly bizarre subterranean monarch, or subnautical one attempt to kidnap me. It's the fault of those who do the violence, not their victims or targets."

Franklin Richards has posed:
Franklin nods a bit, "I don't think it is the main group, maybe a faction? But Green and Yellow with a German Accent.. Pretty sure it was them." he uses past tense as they got caught in the beam there were some left of course, but everything in that beam was gone now. He had actually killed double digits of people in a single move, though he wouldn't say that as he wasn't proud of it, and even though they were evil he never even saw some of their faces, and now no-one ever will.

He looks at his hands as he continues to walk down, "I know you, and dad ment well, but I don't know much of anything other then to strive for, and to do the job of protecting people. It is in a way all I know" and gives a bit of a shrug, and even a small smile for a moment. "I have been dancing.. in a club." and shakes his head at that. He had never really thought about these things, but he was starting to fun could be had between doing other on the job things.

As he glances at a floating paper he plucks it out of the air to look at as it is the written plan that he had given to the Green Arrow, and places it back into the on-going from the completed pile it was getting moved to. "Mom you know the things we need to face, but there is more.." he hesitates for a moment then just sighs again as he can't help but talk under that look from his mom. "I was pulled into space. A place called Knowhere, and this is just a small thing." actually looking up with a frown, "My friends could not make it out there what if they were also pulled through?" he shook his head as he didn't mean Damian as he was sure Robin would be fine so he added quickly so he hoped she didn't notice. "She is just a buisness owner."

He knew his friend had no powers, and wasn't even super smart with gadgets like his sister as he knew Val could do well to protect herself. He then adds again as he thinks about it. "That is not to mention if I don't do something myself.." he adds quietly. "Like the beam three days ago." as he admits to shooting the energy beam from Starling that was seen in New York as it shot out of the atmosphere.