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[bypartisan]

[Is it possibly for a mental voice to sound giddy? Because there's a distinct giddy tinge to By's thoughts, for all that his words come out with his normal, lazy, lightly Russian-accented drawl.]

Byerly Vorrutyer here. We're on Earth, pre-spaceflight, although someone who isn't me will need to get a better read on the actual date and location. Linguistically, it's a hodgepodge. I can hear archaic Russian, a whole host of Asiatic and Romance languages, and something else I can't quite place.

If you can "hear" this, check in. We need to know who we've got to work with.

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[wantedittobeagame]

Tohru Adachi, checking in.

[Can you sound completely and utterly 500% done in your mental voice? Because this is Adachi right now.]

Seems like there's some big old Japanese convention going down. I had the pleasure of running into a princess from it.

None of you are going to believe who it is.

[leftbehindagain]

That was her? I'd been wondering.

[He can't think of anyone else with hair that blue, for a start.]

[wantedittobeagame]

Yep. One hundred percent absolutely girly as hell Naoto-kun.

[leftbehindagain]

Oh, for Izanami's sake.

Well, I guess after being completely genderless and then a guy, this had to happen sometime...

[wantedittobeagame]

I think the Trumps enjoy screwing with her head. She already has enough problems figuring out what her gender is.

[There was a long pause, before the mental equivalent of a sigh came from him.]

I just wanted to take a break for a little bit this Jaunt, but she's just insane like this.

[leftbehindagain]

Maybe they're trying to give her options? [It's really reaching and Naoki knows it, but there has to be some kind of reason behind this, right?]

At least you know who you are, Adachi-san. It's better than nothing. As for Naoto... well, I doubt she's running a rebellion this time, but she'll probably need all the help she can get. Unless she's one of the people mentioned in that one advertisement, and I kind of doubt it, she probably won't be in the thick of things.

[wantedittobeagame]

That's being pretty optimistic for you.

Yeah, at least there's that. I'm gonna try and keep an eye on her, but I don't know what the hell's going on yet. Who knows how quickly the shit will hit the fan when she's acting like this.

[bypartisan]

Thank you, Adachi.

So the princess is one of ours?

[wantedittobeagame]

Yep. Naoto Shirogane; she's the blue-haired woman walking around like she owns the place.

[bypartisan]

Ah, an Infiltrator. That's good to keep in mind. We should try to identify those when we can.

[wantedittobeagame]

Yeah; this seems to be worse than usual though. She's way beyond anything she normally is.

I'm sticking around her, so I'll probably know what this 'delegation' is all about first. I'll keep the network up to date.

[bypartisan]

Thank you, Adachi. It's very much appreciated.

I think I may keep my eyes out for another 'delegation' to attach myself to as well.

[wantedittobeagame]

Good idea.

Having someone on all sides will make it easier to get the full story of what's going on.

[permastubble]

Oh hell. Shirogane?

[It makes sense, unless it's someone Adachi knows that he doesn't. But Ryoutarou doesn't think of that until after his first reaction.]

Unless it's somebody I don't know yet.

[wantedittobeagame]

No, you're right, sir. It's Naoto-kun.

[permastubble]

How bad? I mean, princess gives me an idea, but...

[He winces, and then heaves a mental sigh.]

So...

((ooc: since I failed at tagging Adachi's post dungeon toplevel, want to handwave a really brief interaction where they didn't really talk, and then perhaps have them actually discuss things during the jaunt instead?))

[wantedittobeagame]

Well... I only feel half guilty for accidentally calling her a bitch. If that gives you a better idea.

[Sure, he did feel bad, and he'd take another slap once Naoto was back to her senses if she felt like giving it, but at the same time... damn.]

Uh... yes, sir?


[[ooc; fine with me. I'd imagine pre-Jaunt would have been a short awkward thread of, "So... yeeeeaaaaah..." back and forth. XDD]]

[permastubble]

Whatever she did to you, you deserve it, you know that. But... damn. That's bad.

[He trusts Adachi's judgement enough to take the 'half-guilty' as Naoto actually doing something pretty awful to earn the comment, even if she's normally nothing like that.]

We... should talk. You know. Hell, this is awkward. Maybe not where everybody can listen is better.

((ooc: that's probably exactly how it would have went. So here begins Doujima's second attempt!))

[wantedittobeagame]

[There may have been a small chuckle after that.]

I took that slap with pride, sir.

[There was a pause, and it was probably easy to picture Adachi squirming, before he finally let out a mental sigh.]

Yeah... yeah, we need to talk. We should meet up somewhere. Where are you right now?

[timelessinventor]

Oh, dear. Is it your investigator friend who is the princess? That's...certainly a turn.

How are you doing, darling? Fitting in alright?

[wantedittobeagame]

Rather some bastardization of her and I'm cringing every time she opens her mouth, but otherwise, yes.

Yeah, I'm okay, even if this place kinda blows my mind.

[A pause.]

I want to keep my clothes.

[timelessinventor]

Oh, dear. Is that normal? Although, I believe I saw one of my friends from home walk by earlier in a very... oriental mode of dress. She did not seem to notice me.

[Helena mentally laughs.]

As do I, darling. I left this outfit in the eighteen nineties, and I am quite glad to have it back.

[wantedittobeagame]

I dunno... usually when we end up as infiltrators it's a role that's similar to ourselves. Makes me a little worried that there are parts of her I don't know.

[There's a pause as Adachi processes how she looked before and how some of the ladies around him look.]

...really? How's it look?

[timelessinventor]

Do you know her that well, darling? Sometimes there are sides to even our closest companions that we never saw. One of my former lovers turned out to be literally psychotic. I certainly did not see that one coming.

[There's a mental smirk in her tone.]

Well I certainly think I look good. Perhaps you should find me to see. I'm in a cafe, near the airships, darling.

[wantedittobeagame]

Well, I thought I knew her pretty well.

[Either way, they were going to have A Talk when they got back to Liminal Space. Although he wasn't thinking much about that after that last part.]

...w-well, I'll have to try and get away from her higness-ness then.