[It's funny, because if anything happened to Hiro - Tadashi would never forgive him for that, either.
It's hardly a fair fight. Hiro's nowhere near a trained soldier, for one, and nowhere near the masked man's size, for another; nor is he armed with his own microbots, which were designed to endure more force than Hiro could possibly exert and not break. He strikes concrete instead of foot with his elbow (s h i t), curls in on himself in pain, and moves too slowly to avoid being grabbed and pinned and goddammit. He kicks and twists ineffectually, but he's not big enough - not strong enough -
And then there's an arm around his neck and his brain blanks out in terror. He's nothing if not persistent, though, squirming desperately against the masked man's grip and digging nails into his wrist and yelling in hopes somebody will maybe hear him.]
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It's hardly a fair fight. Hiro's nowhere near a trained soldier, for one, and nowhere near the masked man's size, for another; nor is he armed with his own microbots, which were designed to endure more force than Hiro could possibly exert and not break. He strikes concrete instead of foot with his elbow (s h i t), curls in on himself in pain, and moves too slowly to avoid being grabbed and pinned and goddammit. He kicks and twists ineffectually, but he's not big enough - not strong enough -
And then there's an arm around his neck and his brain blanks out in terror. He's nothing if not persistent, though, squirming desperately against the masked man's grip and digging nails into his wrist and yelling in hopes somebody will maybe hear him.]