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[hopefragment]

[Knock knock asshole it's ya boi.

No, really, Hajime is just... knocking on Gundam's door. Maybe he's not here? But he figured he might as well check. He's hiding something behind his back, which definitely isn't suspicious at all.]

[gundamned]

[It takes Gundam a moment to open the door-- as he was not expecting visitors. Actually in the entire month he's been here he hasn't had a single visitor.

Which of course was fine! He is a being who only desires silence and callousness--]

Kekeke.... I knew you would come.

[He definitely did not.]

[hopefragment]

...Right.

[Somehow, I don't believe you.]

Uh... are you busy? Can I come in? I found something I want to show you.

[It's still out of sight behind his back. What could it be?!]

[gundamned]

Your timing is most fortuitous!

I was tending to the bindings of my wicked arm. The curses from my Devas upon my flesh have sealed now, it is safe to enter my realm.

[Gundam gestures Hinata in with a freshly bandaged arm. His hamsters have been getting more than a little rowdy these days and fighting more often as a result.]

ding dong bing bong

[hopefragment]

[Hey what's up it's Gundam's room. Hajime brought Li to hang out with the hamsters and try to learn a little more about hamster care. Now that they're not actively dying, it... seems like a good idea to try to deepen his bond with the only other person who even knows what Hope's Peak is and would be able to maybe explain something to his family when -- if? -- they return home.

...Not to mention if something happens to Gundam, Hajime wants to be able to care for the little hamsters. Raising Iron Li doesn't really qualify as experience.

It's just a relatively peaceful moment between two boys. What could possibly go wrong here.]

[ryuji]

[With enough time and enough room for well meaning and well intended congratulatory wishes over their survival of the worst flu to have ever existed in the entire course of virology, Ryuji finds himself needing a few moments to let out some steam. His body wasn't 100% yet, and he was hesitant to start training again, and honestly, he was still a little scared about his arm to start lifting weights, so he headed to the chapel with his otamatone in hand to try out the acoustics of the place. He wanted to learn how to play the theme song to Ponyo, for [undisclosed reasons], when he happened upon a smart phone... of sorts? laying around.

And being the curious monkey he was, of course he turned it on, booted it up, and tried to figure out who it belonged to. At least he could return it to its rightful owner, or something like that and---





Yeah, he might've wanted to see what text messages were in there? Don't look at him like that.

What he does find, though, is pretty goddamn terrifying, and it's with gusto that Ryuji first knocks on Hajime's door to see if he's there and get him to Explain what the fuck he just found... since his and Gundam's class picture were both in there, and, oh... some other pictures with the words DEAD scribbled over some faces and some space invaders bitch looking bear enticing students to kill. No answer at his door, he tries for Gundam's, knocking with increasing intensity.]

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[gundamned]

[Gundam was also encouraged to take it easy himself and was happy to prattle on endlessly about the cornerstones of happy and healthy hamsters to Hajime.]

Plenty of exercise, high quality food, and a place to sleep. Using my body as a bed for my Four Dark Devas of Destruction shows the depth of the power of the Tanaka Empire--

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[gundamned]

[Gundam looks around almost vaguely perplexed. If Hajime was already here, along with Li and his Four Dark Devas...

Who did that even leave to be at his door?]

...

[He'll get up, peeking out.]

Who goes there?

[ryuji]

[It's a few hours after the Breath of Life has been blown back into Ryuji Sakamoto and here he is, back in his room, and his bed never looked so goddamned good in his entire life.

Which, now that things have been settled, he's bound to start checking in on people he cares about, so Gundam, I hope you enjoy this selfie with Ryuji's face, throwing up the V's like they don't matter, in a testament to the defiance of defy...ing... death? Sure, we're going with that.]

I lived, bitch!

U?

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[gundamned]

[It's not as if the Supreme Overlord of Ice was unfamiliar with perilous situations of life and death-- although this was perhaps... the closest he came thus far.

Things were healing and he was starting to recover-- although the foot he reattached kept him resting in his room longer than he might have preferred.

Of course that just gave him more time to think about how to reply to this understandably elated selfie of Ryuji juxtaposed next to this baffling text message.]

...Bitch?

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[gundamned]

[Not to be out done regardless of his healing foot --!!

Gundam repeatedly dives in front of the camera function of his communicator into his bed, until he captures a stunning action shot of himself and his four hamsters flying through the air.]

So it would seem that my dark throne awaiting me in the icy depths of Cocytus shall remain empty for a few centuries longer.

[Gundam doesn't know what female dogs have to do with this situation, but all dogs are good dogs. It's probably a compliment of sorts.]

[ryuji]

[Uhhhhh...........................]

Why is your cock in the icy depths to begin with like what the hell dude

un: turntechGodhead

[oculusriffs]

[at some point during that fascinating conversation about the icy depths of cocks and blood brothering, another text buzzes on Gundam's watch. it's the dude from room 4.13! you know. the one directly above Gundam's?]

hey
what the fuck are you doing down there
like i can deal with the muffled supervillain cackling
but it sounds like youre doing some sort of olympic training in there
are you practicing your soccer tackles or what

un: theforbiddenone

[gundamned]

[...Gundam has never been this popular in his entire life.]

who is this?

[oculusriffs]

[dude's just making friends left and right! he's also meeting people who saw his warning on the network about avoiding the 13th portal of the third plane of existence, heard the kekeke'ing from the depths below, and put two and two together.]

[also, Dave's username has the word god in it, which is probably the only real clue Gundam's going to get at first on his identity — because he's absolutely going to be bullshitting an answer to that question.]

space station noise and safety inspector
my jobs to keep the halls down to a dull haunted roar
the laughings fine
it blends right in with the ghosts and the weird noises they make
but trying to fight the space walls is where i draw the line
im gonna have to write you a ticket

@hinatahajime;

[hopefragment]

hey you want to meet a cat from a totally different galaxy right

theforbiddenone;video

[gundamned]

[You had him at hey you want to meet a cat--

THERE'S NO TIME FOR TYPING.]

REVEAL TO ME THE LOCALITY OF THE BEAST, HAJIME HINATA!

video;

[hopefragment]

Whoa!!

[Dude! You startled him?!]

I-I don't have it with me. He belongs to a guy named Ezra Bridger... a friend of mine. He's in room 420, and even if the cat looks weird, you can't tell him that. But... hey.

[A pause, Hajime clearly trying to impress upon Gundam just how important this is.]

He's... it's hard to explain. He was one of the first people to wake up on this station, like me and Ryuji. Then one day he just... vanished into thin air. Literally. It was on camera and everything, I saw it happen. But... he doesn't remember anything about it. I'm kind of worried about him.

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[ryuji]

[He's passing by to see what Hajime is up to when he crosses Gundam's door. There's nothing really out of the ordinary in the 3rd floor; it's far less hormonally driven and completely less tp'ed than the 4th floor. For... whatever shit sin reason that it is that way.

But he looks down and sees a premium Gundam model kid just outside the entrance. And he gets to thinking--- Gundam, Gundam? Gundam. Gundam? He'll bite. Leaning down, he picks up the kit and turns it over. This is the real deal. Over 600 parts. It's just like the one he had back in his room- the one that had taken him literal months to finish, and to this day, completely fucking haunts him that he's missing one piece off the left arm of the finished product since he was horrible at keeping all the bits together.

But he knocks on the door, just in case Gundam is the owner of this Gundam, and waits patiently.

Except, of course, when he grows more impatient and starts communicating from the other side.]

Yo! Man. Open up, dude.

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[gundamned]

[Gundam rounds the corner of the hallway, on his way back to his room from the mess hall with four sated hamsters in tow.

Seeing Ryuji speaking to his door is something he wasn't anticipating upon his return.]

...

[...sigh.]

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[gundamned]

[Gundam had just wanted to do some quiet reading in his room but it seems that on this day fate endeavors to be cruel!

Well. Fine. So be it!]

Kekekeke...

For you to come to my wretched domain after our last battle... I praise your admirable endeavor, slave.

[ryuji]

[Yeah, right. Light reading. That was definitely not going to happen, now. Ryuji turns at Gundam's approach, the model kit in his arms like he's swaddling a newborn babe, and with a bright smile on his face, he looks down at the box.]

Dude, is this yours? I found it outside your room.

[Wait a fucking second.]

SLAVE!?

action; sometime mid-morning of event day 1

[hopefragment]

Hey. Hey, Tanaka.

[It's not like Hajime to be so insistent as he knocks on Gundam's door. It's not like him to sound -- worried. Almost downright scared as he knocks again.]

Are you in here?

[gundamned]

[The haunting whispers of a woman tormenting him--! Speaking of pain. Of loneliness and fear. He's been up for hours mulling over the words she spoke to him, even in the safety of his room.

He hadn't accepted it. He hadn't rejected it either. When Hajime's voice permeates through the door, Gundam wonders if for a moment the voice has changed tactics.]

Who goes there?

[hopefragment]

Uh... it's Hinata.

[His tone pitches up, almost as a question. Shouldn't... Gundam recognize his voice? Or is this just part of how this guy is deciding to greet people these days. It really is a mystery every time Gundam opens his mouth.]

Can you open the door? I want to talk to you.