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ell, they had made it. Stepping off the bus transporting the volunteer students to their destinations, Farrin looked the home over. It was Keiro no Hi, and UAU highly encouraged its student body to do their part in helping the elderly around the massive metropolis. They were operating in teams, though luckily, he had been paired up with Freja - one of his closest friends at the school. 

"Well, 'ere we are," he offered, looking over to Freja as she stepped off the bus as well. "Ready ta' do our part?" He asked, half-joking. 

Helping around an elderly home couldn't be as complicated as hero training, right? Not that Farrin was against the day's mission. Those that couldn't continue taking care of themselves deserved some help. That was half the point of society. Everyone chips in for the betterment of the whole. If one person is down, someone else helps them up. At this point, training seemed to be the best use of his time, but Farrin wasn't going to say no to helping out some older folks. 

"Knowin' our luck, kingpin o' some Yakuza family will be have a run o' the place," he laughed, starting toward the entrance. Yeah, the two had found nothing but trouble when venturing beyond UAU's walls. Crows, crocodiles, and thugs of every flavor trying to bury the two before they could become full-fledged heroes, but they were still here. Hopefully, today wouldn't add another note to their rather rowdy story of off-campus activity. Help clean, maybe feed some of the folks, move this and that. Easy day. Please, let it be an easy day.  

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[attr="class","FarrinQuote"]Even if it's already been decided. Even if it's set in stone. I'll smash that future!

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[Freja Helt]

After everything that had happened recently, the Babel attacks, the appearance of the elementals and her own internal conflict related to her death anniversary, signing up to do some chill volunteer work sounded like the kind of break she needed. Riding the bus to the nursing home she couldn't help but feel a little defenseless. When was the last time she had dared leave school grounds without her weapon? It felt so much had happened in the last couple of months she could hardly comprehend it all. Not that she had to, not on a day like this where she was supposed to unwind and help others.

''Looks like it.'' She stretched her arms lazily as she got ready to get to work. At the very least if anything went wrong she knew she could count on Farrin. When she first met him she would never have guessed they could become good friends, but she was glad she had approached him that day and not just stayed afraid of quirk users. ''More than, this'll be a nice change of pace don't you think?'' No fighting villains appearing in a storm of crows, or giant crocodile men coming out of the ground. She burst out laughing at what he said next, it would be just their luck! ''You're gonna jinx us! I was looking forward to not having to fight for once.'' She followed him towards the entrance.

''Where are we starting?'' She took out a notebook and reviewed her notes again. As far as she could tell they were helping the elderly in whichever way they needed? That was a pretty broad task. ''Let's start from one end and see what they need?'' She asked Farrin, pointing to the home on the left.

The man who opened the door greeted them with a warm smile. He was living alone save for his cat which was napping in the bit of sun that poked into his living room. ''Oh, how it warms the heart to see today's youth still thinking about us.'' He gestured to his small backyard. ''If you could mow the lawn for me and clean the living room that's all I ask of you.''

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ormally, Farrin might comment on Freja's aversion to a good scrap, but in this particularly rare instance, he was entirely on board. A friendly match? Farrin would take one anytime, anywhere. Another bout with the crow people or Freja's spiders? Well, he could wait a few more weeks before putting their lives on the line again. 

"Somethin' somethin' luck o' the Irish," he mused. Yeah, as if lady luck was ever really on his side. If Farrin had any modicum of luck, it was spent when something about him somehow drew Sada's attention. And even that was a sleeplessness-induced high-speed crash of his own making. Still, he was pretty lucky on that count. Otherwise, not a speck of luck in sight. His achievements were of his own making. And the rest was a shite-show. 

"Sounds good enough," he agreed with her as they approached the first house. 

The old fella seemed harmless enough. No visible tattoos. Normally, Farrin didn't care all that much about what people chose to do with their bodies, but to this day, most Japanese people outside the Yakuza apparently didn't do tattoos. No guns or other weapons, too. Another good sign.

"Eh, I'll mow the lawn?" He turned, facing Freja. Chronokinesis would make quick work of that. Assuming she agreed, Farrin would make for the backyard. "Nice place yuh' got 'ere, sir," Farrin mused, eyeing a wall of family photos as he passed through the house. "Might I ask yuh' where yer's family is now?" 

The man paused from his short escort toward the yard. "Well, my daughter and her husband live in Wakkanai, so I don't see them much anymore, and their children are studying abroad, but we talk on the phone every few days."

It sounded lonely. Isolation was the cruelest of bedfellows. Those times Sada was away with Foundation, Farrin didn't know what to do with himself but keep busy every second of the day. Training, training, and more training. Not too different from his usual, but normally, he had her to come home - to their dorm - to. She soothed his soul. His mind. His entirety. Brought meaning to his mission, to his life, really. Then, without her, he lost it. Became more machine than man. How did this fella last? He hadn't mentioned his wife- and Farrin hadn't had the heart to ask. 

"If yuh' e'er need help 'round 'ere, I could leave yuh' me phone number."

The words just slipped. Farrin didn't hand out his contact info to most. Sada, a few friends, Freja included, his nana, and the folks at Above & Beyond. But loneliness was a beast nobody could fight alone forever. If he could help the old fella out here and there, he would. 

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[Freja Helt]

''That's not an expression you hear around here all that often.'' She giggled. She would never admit it since she loved Japan and the people here, everyone had treated her great so far, but people like Farrin who was from the same continent as her brought a different kind of comfort with them. If anything, between Ireland and Denmark, sure there was distance between them, but they were practically neighbors in their home countries.

When they entered the first home she lowkey kept an eye out for anything that might seem Yakuza... Wait, what did the Yakuza typically keep in their homes? Lackeys? She practically knew nothing about them except for all the stuff she had seen in movies and video games, but she couldn't tell if any of that was accurate. At the very least the old man was scrawny, and no weapons in sight. Even if he did, she had Farrin with her and he certainly wasn't about to be done in by some old geezer. ''I'll take care of the living room then.'' She smiled, putting her hair up in a ponytail. She couldn't help but feel a little sad on the old man's behalf. Not being able to see family often must be rough, and she kind of understood his situation. She was currently running from her family by choosing to become a hero in Japan. Ever since she had joined UAU she hadn't been home and she wasn't sure when she would visit them, if ever. Then again, she was also young. She couldn't imagine being retired and not getting to see family, hopefully he had some close friends at least. She smiled at Farrin when he made his offer. ''I'll leave mine too.'' Not like she had family or grandparents to visit anywhere nearby, so maybe she could help make his life a little easier.

''Do you have a bucket?'' She got started with the tables and countertops, wiping them off with hot, wet cloth and working her way down the room, finishing with vacuuming and washing the floor. Letting out a small sigh she wrung the cloth and stuck her head outside. ''How's the lawn, Farrin?'' She called out to him, hoping she could talk over the sounds of the lawnmower.

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ell I appreciate that, truly I do," the old fella said after the two students offered their continued services. "T'ink nothin o' it," Farrin responded in kind. Smiles were exchanged, and somehow the room temperature rose a few degrees. Light and life cast through the room.

Kindness was everything. A quiet exterior was repulsed by small talk, but Farrin never could stomach the pain-chipped pieces of those around him. Every gut-wrenching confirmation of one's fears, every insecurity exposed, every frown, and every hurt weighed on one's shoulders more and more each day until the person inevitably collapsed. Rather than help shoulder the burden, so many were quick to cut and run. Abandonment. Did his child and her family mean to put so much distance between them and her father? Likely not, but it was apparent nobody was stepping up to help the old fella. Now he had not one person to lend a hand, to ease that burden, but two. 

With the door held open, Farrin made his way out to the backyard. While he fired up the lawn mower, the old gent went to fetch a bucket for Freja. It was an older model, but with a few tugs of the pull cord, the machine fired up with a heavy purr. The yard was empty of any garden. Just a grassy patch and a tire swing, maybe for his daughter when she was younger? Or his granddaughter? Either way, there were no obstacles. Maybe he was bending the law a bit by firing up chronokinesis, but it was for a good cause, right? With the turning of time, Farrin flew up and down the yard, trimming the grass and tearing away some weeds. The whole job only took a few minutes. By the time Freja called out, Farrin had finished up and was running an inspection of the fence dividing the man's yard from his neighbor's.

"Taken care of!" He called back, "I'll be in in a minute, lass!"  

There was no visible damage to the fence. A few chips here and there, but nothing serious. No other backyard tasks to tackle. So, Farrin zipped inside. "How's e'erythin' goin' in 'ere?" He asked Freja, eyeing a nearby table. A notepad, but no pen. 

"Oi, ehh, mister..." 

"It's Tomio. Okubo Tomio," Mr. Tomio offered.

Note to self: ask the next folks for their name. 

"N' I'm Farrin, Farrin O'Rourke. Eh, do yuh've a pen or somethin fer' me ta' me' number on? Figure I'll write it out on that pad," Farrin said, nodding to the table. 

"Ah yes, just give me one moment." With that, Okubo walked out of the room.  

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[Freja Helt]

''That's just how it is.'' She chimed in with a smile. ''We all look out for each other.'' Ironic that she was saying that, but she somehow had an easier time dealing with strangers and found family rather than her biological one. There was just certain things that would never be the same when you had attended your own funeral with your family and they all acted as if you had really died, despite being with them all along.

Vacuuming was easy enough, although part of her wished it wasn't so loud so she could still have an uninterrupted conversation with the old man. Maybe it was for the best too. Seeing as she was planning on visiting him again, it'd be no good if they ran out of things to talk about on her and Farrin's first visit. ''All good here! You left me with the easy work.'' Despite calling cleaning the inside the easy work she had still broken a sweat.

''Uh, Freja Helt.'' She added with an awkward smile, feeling just as embarrassed that she had forgotten to inquire about his name too. When Tomio left the room Freja walked up to Farrin, lowering her voice to a whisper. ''I didn't see any weapons or anything, I don't think he's yakuza.'' And thank goodness for that! She wasn't sure how she was going to feel if this guy suddenly dissolved into crows and a squad of goons emerged from his body after they had shared such a heartfelt conversation! ''Still, it's kind of sad, isn't it? Do you think a lot of the other houses don't get frequent visitors?''

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 smirk crept across Farrin's face. They lucked out so far. "Careful, there's time yet fer' ol' Tomio ta' come in swingin, sword n' gun in hand." The creak of the older man's movement was slow. He probably couldn't hear them, right? Hopefully not. 

"It is. I imagine most o' the homes are seein' similar situations. Otherwise, they wouldn't need us." He said, thinking about the lonesome road they were about to travel with these elderly folks. "Distance erodes e'eryhin. We dun' always mean it, rarely do, but e'en good things fade when left untended. Can luv' yer family head ta' toe, inside n' out, but when people part ways, e'en family, it's ne'er quite the same."

Of course, that's not how Farrin lost his family. But, there were a rare few people he trusted in his homeless years back home. People turned away for one reason or another, and then they disappeared. Good things were lost. It hurt more and more each time, but time marches onward.

"Gardens need tendin, people do too." 

Priorities. The people you hold close no matter what. You watered those flowers, those relationships. It could be with parents, friends, or partners. You cared for those connections that mattered most, assured they never fizzled out. The students weren't Mister Tomio's children, but that didn't mean they couldn't do right by the old man. Water the withering flower. 

A moment later, he returned with a pen in hand. "Here you go," he said with a smile. "Thank yuh', sir." Farrin took the pen and made for the table with the notepad, scribbling his number down, then passing the pen to Freja.   

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[Freja Helt]

She giggled at Farrin's words. She had no confirmation, but she just assumed that he hadn't heard them talking. ''That's so sad.'' Her mind wandered to her own family again. She had been avoiding them ever since she came to Japan, like she was running away. It was a strange thing, was she ready to say goodbye to them forever? If their connection severed completely she would have no one left, just the memory of the twins that lived on in this body she now inhabited. Then again, the thought of going back made her sick to her stomach. Maybe staying in Japan until she became a hero wasn't a bad thing.

"Gardens need tendin, people do too."

A phrase she could ponder for hours... Maybe a text home wouldn't hurt.

''Thanks.'' She took the pen and looked at the page for a moment, before scribbling down her own number. She took extra care to write it out so that her handwriting would be eligible. ''If you have a problem, give us a call. We'll make the time to come out here, it's no trouble at all.'' In fact, most days she was just training or lounging around in her dorms, trying to think of things to do besides study. Coming up here would be like a nice getaway, meeting Mister Tomio and doing some chores around his house.

As they left, even though she had a great experience meeting and helping Tomio, she couldn't help but feel sad, gazing at the ground. ''Farrin.'' She spoke up as they left the premises of the first house. ''What would happen to all these people if no one came to help them?'' She looked at all the other houses they had yet to cover. Was every situation going to be equally sad? Maybe it was going to be even worse than Tomio's lonely circumstances.

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ainful truth or comforting lie? Between the two, Farrin always chose the truth. A comforting lie was disrespectful. Maybe in the most extreme situations, he would choose to lie to someone like that; otherwise- he would always opt for the truth. 

"Well, I imagine a fair few'd be okay fer a while, physically at least. Elderly folk can be more resilient than we youngin's often give 'em credit fer, especially when its required o 'em. Others though, ones livin wit' more severe injuries, diseases maybe, handicaps n' such, I dun' think they would."

Back to the garden. Older plants retained less water, so if conditions saw them without water naturally and there wasn't anyone to tend them, they would eventually die. A person could go for a time on their own, but everyone needed someone. Solitude was as much a gift as it was a curse. Sometimes we need time away, time to sort ourselves out. That was okay. But too much seclusion could kill, and as was usually the case, elderly folk were more susceptible to such ailments. Needed others all the more. 

"But, that's why we're doin' this. Because e'eryone needs someone ta' lean on n' our backs are young. Capable a shoulderin more than most o' these folk," he stopped, looking at the list of addresses they were to visit, then to the home next door. "We'll jus' have ta' play loose today, hand out our numbers like nobody's business," he chuckled, trying to lighten up the conversation. "Heroes come in all shapes, sizes, n' functions. Some beat up the bads. Others sit by yer side when yuh' need it most."    

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[Freja Helt]

She hated his answer, but she knew it was the uncomfortable truth. Would she end up like this one day too? Assuming her lifespan wasn't somehow shorter due to her quirk revival, would she end up old and alone in some corner of the world one day? ''Yeah..'' How long had Tomio been on his own before they came to help?

''You offered to help him like it was just second nature. That was nice of you.'' All she had done was follow his example. ''Yeah, you're right.'' She cheered up a bit, pushing the negative feelings aside for now. She couldn't do anything about it, it was just how society was put together. What she could do, was make sure that some elderly people weren't lonely, even if it was just one or two more she could help make a difference. ''I don't have any family here anyway, so it's not like I have anything better to do with my free time besides train.'' She stretched her arms and looked back at Farrin. ''Others sit by your side, huh?'' She had never thought about it like that before, wasn't Sadako their guidance counselor kind of like that? She wasn't less of a hero for helping others the way she did. ''I like that. For now, I want to try to be that type of hero.''

What kind of chores would await them at the next house? Whatever they were, she was going to bear it with a smile and try to make the most of her time with Farrin and the elderly to help make their day just a little bit better.

Farrin

[Jinx]

☆ MISSION SUCCESS ☆

Time never stops ticking, before you know it you're an old bat!
Great thread you two!

+ 75 tokens!!

Freja: 75 //150 tokens
Farrin: 17,000 // 24,500 exp

tag: Farrin Freja Helt