[so Dave's got two modes of sleep that he operates on: the first and much more frequent mode is a bit more like a bird, where he only sort of half sleeps, like he's listening for potential danger.]
[the other, much rarer mode, like how he was in during this current exchange, is the "so comfortable he sleeps like the dead mode." which is to say, there's so much shouting going on that it can wake the dead?]
[he sits up, not really registering what's going on, what the arguing is about, or the fact that he's got some pretty great bedhead, because he's kind of still half asleep. but he does register Gundam's very loud voice, and he does seem to register. uh.]
[..........]
[ah, shit, he forgot about their deal.]
[Dave slides out of bed, shuffles to his desk and gathers something up in his arms. then he shuffles to the door, shuffles past Ryuji and deposits about ten empty toilet paper tubes into Gundam's arms.]
Here.
[still not fully awake, over here. also, it's suddenly apparent why the hallway is carpeted in toilet paper.]
[He's pushed back, and it catches him by surprise as his shoulders hit the door frame. The anger flares up in his eyes, and as good as he has been at controlling his temper here, figuring the station was a new beginning and a new chance not to be such a hotheaded dick, he's raring to strike back. He doesn't even need his persona for this- his fist is clenched and---
What the fuck?
Toilet paper rolls. That's the spell components Gundam was talking about!?
THIS IS SO FUCKING RIDICULOUS. But first thing's first, he really needs to settle something because the word traitor really, really doesn't fucking sit well with him at all. Especially as someone that's been betrayed more than once in his life.]
This is so effin' stupid. [It's also way, way too early for this. He still thinks the singularity is some made up concept that Gundam pulls out of his ass for theatrics.]
I ain't effin' betraying nobody! What the hell's gotten into you, man?! This whole singularity shit is a joke, isn't it?
[Is he actually being the voice of reason right now.]
[Once that's taken care of Gundam resumes his fighting stance, waiting for Ryuji to strike.]
Long ago a cursed being destined to be rejected and shunned by everything and everyone was borne into this world. He was a being so loathsome, so cursed that even his body itself grew to be poisonous. Mere mortals would immediately decompose and wither away into nothingness at his touch. Believing that there was no mortal capable of being close to him without bringing calamity onto them, The Supreme Overlord of Ice resigned himself to isolation--
Prophecies foretold an entity who could make the impossible possible… by overcoming various limitations. By remaining in close proximity to the Supreme Overlord of Ice this being could drastically change the course of his destiny and transform his very soul… the only mortal capable of ending his isolation.
Prior to our ascension to the outer realms of this universe a most sacred contract was forged! Two beings unified by unspeakable tragedies! Now trapped within the confines of a most insidious house of fun! Clinging stead fast to the last vestiges of life as death hung around them waiting with baited breath for them to succumb to their inevitable fates!
This is where the contract was forged, the moment in which I imbued the Singularity with my power! Where I swore to him that he will never be allowed to perish without my permission!
And on this day, Ryuji Sakamoto, you have violated your obligation to him and thus must pay the price at my hands! I swore that as long as I draw breath no harm shall befall him-- that no one shall ever betray the Singularity;
[Dave says pretty much what Ryuji was thinking, because it takes a few minutes for him to wade through all that bullshit to figure out what the hell the point any of that was about, and then it hits him.
Oh god, does it hit him.]
...
[He's quiet for a moment, before he just takes his hand up to his mouth and stifles the god awful sound that's threatening to come straight out of it. Okay, little by little.]
You.
[Holy shit, where does he even begin with any of this???]
You mean the Singularity.
[Oh god. It's like a damn about to break.]
YOU MEAN THE SINGULARITY IS HAJIME!?
[Part of him is broken, like a file that failed to compile itself correctly, and the only resultant of that lack of control is straight up, purely pristine fucked up amounts of laughter.]
And you... holy shit.
You thought I was.
[YOU THOUGHT HE WAS MACKING IT WITH HAJIME ON THE DAILY? Looking into the deep abyss and sticking his tongue down his throat? Coalescing with the darkest form of the Lovecraftian gods beyond the abyss? Seriously? Seriously.]
Dude, I... I hate to break it to you and everything, but, like. Nah. I never... with Hajime!? No way, man. Uh. Yeah, sorry, bro. It sounds like what you two got is pretty tight though. But we definitely aren't like. Doing any of that shit.
[Dave's got about ... three context clues here to try to put together a coherent story, and he's. yeah, he still has no fucking idea what's going on, and can only offer a confused interjection as he looks between the two.]
[how many shit sin tubes is it gonna take to get a rundown like. delivered in a way he can understand?? maybe the TP's respawned.]
[There really isn't a good way to explain the absolute stupidity that it took to get to this point, but after Ryuji settles down from the big reveal of who the Singularity is, he opens his mouth to explain, and then just... sort of laughs again.
Sorry, give him a second to regain composure. Gundam's here about to blow his gasket cap, and Dave has no clue what's going on-- but there should be a way that he could settle both things at the same time, no additional shit sin tubes required. Or make it more confusing, honestly, it's a mixed bag at this point.
But as he's trying to figure out the best course of action, something pings Ryuji from their interaction during the dark times of the previous month and things start falling into place.]
You thought you gave me that virus via Hajime, huh.
Ohhh... shit, it kinda makes sense now. Dude, Gundam, you asked if I held hands with this Singularity thing and I swear, I had no goddamn clue what the hell you were talkin' about. You say some pretty out there effin' stuff, I thought you were just... messing around and talking about some sorta eldritch horror thingy.
[He's almost certain that Gundam wasn't patient zero. Ryuji's symptoms hit way, way too fast for that to be the case, and Hajime's form had him turning into a ghost, like Dave.]
I had no idea you meant Hajime. Man... he's a good guy 'n all, and probably like, one of my best bros around here? But I ain't... yeah, I don't like him like that, and if I knew you were talking about him I never woulda joked around like that. Uh, sorry. I'm kinda incredibly loyal to this immortal... hamster god? Valhalla guy? What the hell was it. [He tilts his head over to Dave, apologizing to him too. It's not really his fault that Gundam started a shouting match, but he still feels liable for it.]
Also, can you like, maybe wait until after noon to start bangin' on doors.
[Apparently this is what life is like when Ryuji is the most knowledgeable person in the room. Gundam's angry, Dave's confused, and there is toilet paper strewn absolutely everywhere.]
If you failed to comprehend what I was inquiring, why would you just make up something like-- [Gundam's entire face goes red again, just remembering the exchange.] --like THAT?
[It was so intimate. So graphic. So... so... utterly-- Gundam yanks his scarf up again.]
--GCK!!
CURSE YOU FOR EVER BURNING THOSE INSIDIOUS IMAGES INTO THIS TEMPORARY FORM'S MIND!
I would sooner take the visage of a thousand of the most nightmarish eldritch horrors wreaking havoc upon this mind!
[Especially if it meant having THAT erased from his memory.]
[jesus christ, you just tore all present parties to shreds faster than, say ... some TP randomly strewn on the floor.]
I’m getting some pretty fuckin’ great mental images, too, if I’m being honest. [because literally everything that’s happening right now makes complete and total sense. and as he does when things make complete and total sense, Dave is just toilet paper rolling with it.]
I guess I should’ve texted you back about the hamster tubes. Uh. .... Sorry?
What’s the deal with Hinata being the Borg, though.
[Although Ryuji doesn't really Speak Gundam, he kind of gets it as long as he doesn't try to piece things apart with intention. Kind of like those 3D art on the page you go cross eyed looking at and then suddenly, there's a motorcycle in the image, but the second you spend too much time on it, it's gone forever.
And he's about to explain what he thinks the Edgelord had just laid out, when Dave goes and mentions the Borg, and Ryuji's facial expression turns from tired and a bit agitated to a complete what the fuck is he talking about? Dave is probably familiar with this confused look. Maybe.]
[Gundam wants this purged from his own mind and the minds of everyone else around him. Mostly for Hajime's sake-- he probably would not be pleased to learn of this entire exchange...
He should NEVER learn of this.]
...Do not ever speak of this and I shall forgive this transgression.
[As for what a Borg is... Gundam also has no idea and looks at Dave quizzically.]
[......... oh, shit, put on the spot. what makes either of them think Dave knows about half the shit he blurts out? much less what exactly a Borg is.]
What? I dunno, it’s some sort of science fiction television shit. Like, you make contact with the Borg and it gets really fuckin’ weirded out because you told it it got arrested and put in space jail.
[that’s .......... not even close, Dave. maybe he needs more sleep.]
[He looks to Gundam to fact check this shit, because if there's someone on this station that would know about science fiction, he's going to assume it's the self proclaimed Overlord of Ice.]
Uhhh...
[What?]
So... I'm guessin' that you definitely don't wanna talk about this confession of your undyin' love for Hajime, and I seriously have no effin' clue what space jail is.
Master and servant still definitely have that "I wanna date this guy" vibe, dude.
[Dave. but a yawn suddenly creeps up on him, and he just goes ahead and indulges it, while also trying to smooth out the ruffled bird bedhead he's got going on right now.]
I mean, it's kind of whatever, though? If that's how you feel, then it's cool. It's your thing.
[Is anyone actually misconstruing what's going on here, though? Ryuji picks up on where Dave's going with this and nods a little. It'd be kind of unfortunate if that were the case, though, considering he knows a few things about Hajime and where his heart is. Protected or not, a singularity is still going to be a singularity.
Maybe if he didn't barge in on some supreme sleepage time, Ryuji would be a lot more merciful with the entire thing, but. Nah.]
That sounds so freaky. Gundam, I thought you were more reserved than that.
[Gundam yanks his scarf up higher on his face with his free hand, not appreciating Dave's ridiculous observation in the slightest.
...and he has no idea what Ryuji asked. Yet he can infer from the context and stupidity of his expression it's nothing good. He's guessing those don't stand for Singularity nor Master.]
I'm sure not a single creature has ever uttered these words to either one of you in the entirety of your existences-- however!
...You're over thinking things.
[These malicious auras... he can see it now! How these two kindred souls ended up ensnared in each others twisted paths... chaos begets chaos!
Worse yet he's sure Hajime is being made fun of too somehow.
For a moment, he wishes Grizner was here on this infernal station with him so he could inflict retribution on the proper karmic scale.]
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[the other, much rarer mode, like how he was in during this current exchange, is the "so comfortable he sleeps like the dead mode." which is to say, there's so much shouting going on that it can wake the dead?]
[he sits up, not really registering what's going on, what the arguing is about, or the fact that he's got some pretty great bedhead, because he's kind of still half asleep. but he does register Gundam's very loud voice, and he does seem to register. uh.]
[..........]
[ah, shit, he forgot about their deal.]
[Dave slides out of bed, shuffles to his desk and gathers something up in his arms. then he shuffles to the door, shuffles past Ryuji and deposits about ten empty toilet paper tubes into Gundam's arms.]
Here.
[still not fully awake, over here. also, it's suddenly apparent why the hallway is carpeted in toilet paper.]
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What the fuck?
Toilet paper rolls. That's the spell components Gundam was talking about!?
THIS IS SO FUCKING RIDICULOUS. But first thing's first, he really needs to settle something because the word traitor really, really doesn't fucking sit well with him at all. Especially as someone that's been betrayed more than once in his life.]
This is so effin' stupid. [It's also way, way too early for this. He still thinks the singularity is some made up concept that Gundam pulls out of his ass for theatrics.]
I ain't effin' betraying nobody! What the hell's gotten into you, man?! This whole singularity shit is a joke, isn't it?
[Is he actually being the voice of reason right now.]
1/?? im not committing
2/???
Gundam takes a moment to remove his four hamsters from his scarf and gently place them among the toilet paper strewn about in a safer location.]
3/6... maybe?
Long ago a cursed being destined to be rejected and shunned by everything and everyone was borne into this world. He was a being so loathsome, so cursed that even his body itself grew to be poisonous. Mere mortals would immediately decompose and wither away into nothingness at his touch. Believing that there was no mortal capable of being close to him without bringing calamity onto them, The Supreme Overlord of Ice resigned himself to isolation--
4/6
The toilet paper rolls.]
...?
[Ten even? ...wow.]
Most impressive he who shall be known as... Dave.
[Gundam pulls his scarf up a bit with his free hand-- his cheeks tinged pink again.] ...Thank you.
5/6
...Yet!
Prophecies foretold an entity who could make the impossible possible… by overcoming various limitations. By remaining in close proximity to the Supreme Overlord of Ice this being could drastically change the course of his destiny and transform his very soul… the only mortal capable of ending his isolation.
This being was The Singularity!
6/6
This is where the contract was forged, the moment in which I imbued the Singularity with my power! Where I swore to him that he will never be allowed to perish without my permission!
And on this day, Ryuji Sakamoto, you have violated your obligation to him and thus must pay the price at my hands! I swore that as long as I draw breath no harm shall befall him-- that no one shall ever betray the Singularity;
HAJIME HINATA!
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[which is why he just stands there, blinking slowly, finally coming to.]
Wait what the fuck just happened.
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Oh god, does it hit him.]
...
[He's quiet for a moment, before he just takes his hand up to his mouth and stifles the god awful sound that's threatening to come straight out of it. Okay, little by little.]
You.
[Holy shit, where does he even begin with any of this???]
You mean the Singularity.
[Oh god. It's like a damn about to break.]
YOU MEAN THE SINGULARITY IS HAJIME!?
[Part of him is broken, like a file that failed to compile itself correctly, and the only resultant of that lack of control is straight up, purely pristine fucked up amounts of laughter.]
And you... holy shit.
You thought I was.
[YOU THOUGHT HE WAS MACKING IT WITH HAJIME ON THE DAILY? Looking into the deep abyss and sticking his tongue down his throat? Coalescing with the darkest form of the Lovecraftian gods beyond the abyss? Seriously? Seriously.]
Dude, I... I hate to break it to you and everything, but, like. Nah. I never... with Hajime!? No way, man. Uh. Yeah, sorry, bro. It sounds like what you two got is pretty tight though. But we definitely aren't like. Doing any of that shit.
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[Gundam doesn't look amused.]
Of course the Singularity is Hajime Hinata! Do not play dumb with me Ryuji Sakamoto, you stated the nature of your relationship... most. Explicitly.
If you continue to say such foolish things, I shall tear you limb from limb with my wicked arm!
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[Dave's got about ... three context clues here to try to put together a coherent story, and he's. yeah, he still has no fucking idea what's going on, and can only offer a confused interjection as he looks between the two.]
[how many shit sin tubes is it gonna take to get a rundown like. delivered in a way he can understand?? maybe the TP's respawned.]
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Sorry, give him a second to regain composure. Gundam's here about to blow his gasket cap, and Dave has no clue what's going on-- but there should be a way that he could settle both things at the same time, no additional shit sin tubes required. Or make it more confusing, honestly, it's a mixed bag at this point.
But as he's trying to figure out the best course of action, something pings Ryuji from their interaction during the dark times of the previous month and things start falling into place.]
You thought you gave me that virus via Hajime, huh.
Ohhh... shit, it kinda makes sense now. Dude, Gundam, you asked if I held hands with this Singularity thing and I swear, I had no goddamn clue what the hell you were talkin' about. You say some pretty out there effin' stuff, I thought you were just... messing around and talking about some sorta eldritch horror thingy.
[He's almost certain that Gundam wasn't patient zero. Ryuji's symptoms hit way, way too fast for that to be the case, and Hajime's form had him turning into a ghost, like Dave.]
I had no idea you meant Hajime. Man... he's a good guy 'n all, and probably like, one of my best bros around here? But I ain't... yeah, I don't like him like that, and if I knew you were talking about him I never woulda joked around like that. Uh, sorry. I'm kinda incredibly loyal to this immortal... hamster god? Valhalla guy? What the hell was it. [He tilts his head over to Dave, apologizing to him too. It's not really his fault that Gundam started a shouting match, but he still feels liable for it.]
Also, can you like, maybe wait until after noon to start bangin' on doors.
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If you failed to comprehend what I was inquiring, why would you just make up something like-- [Gundam's entire face goes red again, just remembering the exchange.] --like THAT?
[It was so intimate. So graphic. So... so... utterly-- Gundam yanks his scarf up again.]
--GCK!!
CURSE YOU FOR EVER BURNING THOSE INSIDIOUS IMAGES INTO THIS TEMPORARY FORM'S MIND!
I would sooner take the visage of a thousand of the most nightmarish eldritch horrors wreaking havoc upon this mind!
[Especially if it meant having THAT erased from his memory.]
2/2
Who picks 'Dave.' Over the Singularity?]
...I am trapped in a cycle of waking at a certain time that I have yet to break out of.
[DING DONG, BING BONG.]
I assumed enough time had passed to complete our previously agreed upon arrangement. Perhaps. I was mistaken.
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I’m getting some pretty fuckin’ great mental images, too, if I’m being honest. [because literally everything that’s happening right now makes complete and total sense. and as he does when things make complete and total sense, Dave is just toilet paper rolling with it.]
I guess I should’ve texted you back about the hamster tubes. Uh. .... Sorry?
What’s the deal with Hinata being the Borg, though.
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And he's about to explain what he thinks the Edgelord had just laid out, when Dave goes and mentions the Borg, and Ryuji's facial expression turns from tired and a bit agitated to a complete what the fuck is he talking about? Dave is probably familiar with this confused look. Maybe.]
What the hell is a Borg.
[You're such a fucking nerd, Dave.]
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[Gundam wants this purged from his own mind and the minds of everyone else around him. Mostly for Hajime's sake-- he probably would not be pleased to learn of this entire exchange...
He should NEVER learn of this.]
...Do not ever speak of this and I shall forgive this transgression.
[As for what a Borg is... Gundam also has no idea and looks at Dave quizzically.]
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What? I dunno, it’s some sort of science fiction television shit. Like, you make contact with the Borg and it gets really fuckin’ weirded out because you told it it got arrested and put in space jail.
[that’s .......... not even close, Dave. maybe he needs more sleep.]
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Uhhh...
[What?]
So... I'm guessin' that you definitely don't wanna talk about this confession of your undyin' love for Hajime, and I seriously have no effin' clue what space jail is.
1/2
...Of course things are always so simple.
[Gundam briefly glances at the time on his communicator. Is it really that early for the both of you?]
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We are master and servant!
D-do not misconstrue my intentions, you fool!
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[Dave. but a yawn suddenly creeps up on him, and he just goes ahead and indulges it, while also trying to smooth out the ruffled bird bedhead he's got going on right now.]
I mean, it's kind of whatever, though? If that's how you feel, then it's cool. It's your thing.
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Maybe if he didn't barge in on some supreme sleepage time, Ryuji would be a lot more merciful with the entire thing, but. Nah.]
That sounds so freaky. Gundam, I thought you were more reserved than that.
[The corners of his mouth curl upward.]
So...... who's the S and who's the M?
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...and he has no idea what Ryuji asked. Yet he can infer from the context and stupidity of his expression it's nothing good. He's guessing those don't stand for Singularity nor Master.]
I'm sure not a single creature has ever uttered these words to either one of you in the entirety of your existences-- however!
...You're over thinking things.
[These malicious auras... he can see it now! How these two kindred souls ended up ensnared in each others twisted paths... chaos begets chaos!
Worse yet he's sure Hajime is being made fun of too somehow.
For a moment, he wishes Grizner was here on this infernal station with him so he could inflict retribution on the proper karmic scale.]
Speak no more if you value your life.
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/important break in order for this
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