ecdyses | Week 5 | Tuesday Late night

[He was actually getting ready for bed but that's... strange. He didn't invite anyone over to his room so who could that be?

The snake symbol says it all and Yeager pulls the door open immediately.]

Good evening! Come on in.

[Might as well, since anyone else would probably try to handcuff Hazama to the luggage cart again.]

Good evening!

[ Well in accordance with their last conversation, might as well pretend like everything is normal and he steps into Yeager's room. Hazama looks well except a bit tired, this not sleeping except in your room thing is a bit of a pain. Where's Terumi when you need him to grab a nap...]

How are things? You're one of the lucky ones to not get poisoned, as usual!

Ja, it's good to know my luck hasn't run out!

[Even though it probably should have awhile ago. Oh well, he's not complaining!!]

I'm a bit more concerned with you, though. I take it you've got a very good hiding spot?

[He doesn't like Hazama and he's still mad about what happened with Aki. But Hazama is useful and honestly it's kind of nice that he's no longer strapped to the luggage cart because that was kind of ridiculous.]

It works well enough, better than being secured to a stripper pole or luggage cart. [ He's kind of amused and not at the same time about all of that.]

Of course if everyone was as understanding as you, I wouldn't have to hide in the first place.

Well, they certainly have every right to be angry with you for what you did. Still, I don't like the proposed "solutions".

[Leaving Hazama to die on the stripper pole absolutely counts as torture.]

I won't say anything to anyone about meeting you tonight, but I also won't ask where you're staying either. It's better if no one knows, ja?

They do, it would be boring if they weren't.

[ He nods, actually thankful for that so he won't even bother with a fake thank you.]

So what do you think of the motive? Every week she seems to get more and more desperate.

[ And he is not admitting that maybe he is a little lonely because being by yourself when you're used to having someone in your head is weird.]

Oh, I've no doubts someone will kill for this. Even if they won't do it for themselves, they'll definitely do it for someone close to them. I assume it'll be dreadfully sad and terrible and all that.

[He waves a hand dismissively because obviously he doesn't give a shit.]

We'll see how it goes, ja?

Maybe one of the hero types, hmm? [ Maybe the priest, that would be funny to watch.]

I can't say it matters to me much, I don't even feel the effects.

Neither do I. I suppose we're lucky like that!

[His luck is probably going to run out horribly at some point, but for now it's fine!!]

Our reasons for that are quite different, though. [ Because he can tell something is off even if he can't really feel what.]

[...]

Besides, even if we were to die here, it might not be all that permanent.

...Oh? What makes you say that?

[That's very interesting, hang on.]

Just a hunch. [ He is suddenly very interested in playing with the leather strap on his hand, wow how exciting!]

Oh come now, that's a bit specific for a hunch, ja?

[ARE YOU JUST MESSING WITH HIM OR ARE YOU SERIOUS.......]

I'd love to tell you, but these rooms are bugged, hmm?

[ He does not seem to be playing for what that's worth.]

Ah, that is a shame! It's too bad, I would have loved to hear your theories!

[ ... ]

Do you have a pen and a piece of paper?

Ja, of course.

[He's actually got a good amount of paper here and he'll hand some over along with a pen easily enough. Writing does seem to be a bit safer than speaking openly.]

[ He takes the paper and actually sits down to write something, a whole lot of something actually.]

Here you go. If you can figure this out, you'll be able to read my code from now on-- the one not in runic, of course. [ He is sharing that with no one, his diary must remain safe!] I'm sure you won't disappoint me!

[Oh, that is interesting... Yeager takes the paper and begins to look it over immediately.]

I'll do what I can to figure it out. I have always found this sort of thing enjoyable!

[He's a huge nerd, of course he's gonna enjoy this.]

Good, good. And burn that or dispose of it when you're done, won't you? I'd hate having to switch to runic for all my notes.

[ This is as much trust as you're going to get Yeager, you have S-linked Hazama (if only because he's bored enough).]

Ja, of course. I won't let this fall into anyone else's hands.

[WELL HE CERTAINLY CAN'T TURN DOWN DECIPHERING CODE well done, Hazama!!]

Splendid. In the meantime, I'll keep this extra paper-- writing on napkins has been quite difficult. [ He takes the extra bit of scrap paper and tucks it away into his pocketwatch after folding it.]

You're welcome to more than just that, if you'd like.

[He's got plenty of paper, he doesn't mind sharing!!

But also...]

Where did you get that? Is that something of yours from home?

If you don't mind. [ Taking some more then.]

It is! I actually have a silver collection at home, and Im quite fond of it.

It's very nice! I'd like to see some of your other pieces sometime, if you have any others here.

[Getting them now may be a little difficult though...]

Unfortunately not, but I would be surprised if there's anything left of them.

Oh? Why's that?

Did I forget to tell you? My world was hours away from no longer existing before I came here!

[ Cheerful as ever.]

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Well, that's certainly... something. Are you sure about that?

[and he thought his world had it bad???]

Quite sure considering the outcome was much the same regardless of which God won. Either it got deleted or destroyed, and there's not much difference between the two, hm?

[...he is not accounting for Ragna's bullshit of somehow basically fixing everything bc protag powers.]

[Protags have a way of doing that, don't they...]

Well, that's... unfortunate.

[He sounds like he's not sure how to end that.]

What will you do now?

[ For several seconds he considers something, before ultimately speaking again. Hazama doesn't do trust, but there was little harm in him speaking freely here.]

You know I'm not an artificial human, right? Technically speaking, I'm made from a substance called the Azure. It's rather complicated but it's what my universe is made of. Normally it's impossible to access the realm of the Azure, but at certain locations there is a gateway to it, a cauldron.

Jumping into it is suicide, it's akin to jumping into pure limitless energy. Before I came here, I did just that. [ He definitely has a crazy grin on his face right now.]

I was expecting to go back or forward in time, but I certainly didn't expect to wind up here!

[.................]

What were you expecting to go forward in time to, if your world is ending?

[OKAY LISTEN ALL OF THAT WAS SO BRAIN-SHATTERINGLY CRAZY HE JUST HAS TO FOCUS ON SOMETHING DUMB, LET HIM HAVE THIS]

Oh, my world has a parallel universe that should have remained stable enough. I was supposed to meet a...friend there.

Relius, the name they wrote for me on the screen in the very beginning.

[ He is immensely happy Relius cannot hear this, but he misses his own brand of crazy actually.]

Oh, I see. But you wound up here instead? Interesting... I'm assuming you shouldn't have wound up in an entirely unfamiliar world?

[Assuming this is another world and not Blazblue.]

Right-- the Azure always calls to itself, so I should be drawn to it.

[ Ohmygod this is true plot of Para all along.]

[i can't believe we've been blazblued]

Whatever power they used to bring us here is certainly impressive.

[...]

What will you do now that you're no longer trapped to that luggage cart?

I've seen better displays of power.

[...]

That was almost more ridiculous than the time I was locked in a room for several months without food or water. But ah, I don't have many options as it were.

I imagine not. Don't tell me where you're hiding out - I wouldn't want to let that slip.

[More like he doesn't trust himself not to get mad and intentionally let it slip, but ehhh. It's safer not to trust him anyway.]

I do hope you work something out. I wasn't very fond of the luggage cart idea either.

[And definitely not the stripper poles......]

I am an intelligence agent, you know. [ That being said he trusts Yeager as little as he can trust anyone, so maybe that counts for something.]

It would have been simpler if they just killed me, but like everyone else they're fools.

I won't try to deny that. But I'm not surprised that they didn't. We've seen plenty of death here already, after all.

[And strangely enough some people aren't okay with that??? Weird.]

...and more to come.

Ja. I doubt we'll have many left by the time this is over.

[And it will be over at some point. It has to end.]

I do hope you'll be able to translate my notes soon.

[ It is an abrupt topic change, but not really.]

...I'll get to work on them immediately.

[He's not entirely sure what that has to do with the previous topic of conversation, but he's sure there must be some connection even if he can't see it.]

Good, good. I should get going now, while the hour is still quiet.

I'll be counting on you.

[Yeager could ask why Hazama would trust him with this of everyone here, but Yeager decides against it and raises a hand in farewell instead.]

Ja, do try not to be caught! I won't let anyone know you were here.

[He can ask Hazama later, after all.]

Week 5 | Tuesday Late night

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