Prompt Post - Part Six [CLOSED TO NEW PROMPTS]

[yj_anon]

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Du' Dera 2c/? (hopefully not double post?)

[anonymous]

You are what is considered a toddler on Mars. Your skin is the young green of a baby leaf. Eventually, this smooth coloring will fade with age. You work hard to block your parents from your mind. They are amused by your attempts and you feel their bemusement as if it is your own. Finally, you find a moment where you are alone. It startles you, this new emptiness within your mind. You have never been by yourself, the only presence in your own mind before. You have never been away from the awareness of a loved one which melds with your own until both of you become interchangeable, fractional pieces that make up one soul. Your mind flares with panic and you grab your parents back into your mind. There is a ripping pain from the sudden rejoining.

Robin's mind attempts to jerk away from this feeling of loneliness. A bursting of emotion swells behind the surface of his mind and he pushes it down hard. M'gann is left with the impression that Robin has experienced the feeling of solitude vividly in his own life. This isn't what Megan was trying to accomplish. She moves to the part of the memory she initially wanted to share.

Your parents forgive you for your carelessness. They know how it was growing up. They send you their memories of similar experiences when they first disconnected from their own parents. You are gladdened that they understand you. You are not alone. You are all joined together by common experiences.

Robin's mind is loosely connected to Megan's. He holds himself beneath his mental barrier like a child concealed beneath his blanket as he pretends that the monsters in his closet will not find him if he hides.

You dare to let go of your parent’s support once more, knowing they will be there to catch you if you fall into loneliness again. The separation is still new and terrifying, but it is also freeing. You need to be away from the nosy inquires of your parents in order to go through with this. You want it so badly.

You let go of them fully and then let go of the red soil underneath your uncovered toes. You float silently into the air. You feel the probing tendrils of your parents' alarm. They attempt to order you to stop, but you block out their thoughts.

You lift off and shoot into the hazy horizon. You throw your hands into the air and stretch, reaching for the clouds in the sky. Nothing holds you down. You are free. You are living. You bask in the glow of the midday sun. You can name this familiar sensation. It can only be called exhilaration. You were made to fly!

Robin forgives you as he recognizes this is the emotion you wanted to share with him. He sees the point. He crawls out from under his security blanket and finds that the monster is only a baggy sweater hanging lopsided atop a pile of dirty laundry. His mind rolls around in the feeling of true weightlessness and smiles. He composes himself and returns to his mission.

“We should go get Mr. Dalca. Let's find his mind again. I'm ready,” Robin reassures.

Miss Martian sends him her agreement. She scans for the mind she meet with moments ago. She doesn't find it.

“Robin, I'm worried he's...”

“No. Keep looking,” he barks.

They search for Ambassador Dalca for far too long without finding him.

”He could be knocked out. We should go look and see if any paramedics have him,” M'gann says.

Robin agrees resignedly. He clings to the hope that the ambassador is still alive.