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[hamham]

Who: Gundam Tanaka hamham and you!
When: All day December 22nd
Where: Various!
What: Gundam needs a little help with various things, and also a little food in his belly.
Rating/Warning: Probably a warning for profanity yeah.

[A - In the Gardens]

[It's a pretty nice morning out, and as such Gundam can be found enjoying the weather on a bench in the garden. Or at least, maybe he's enjoying it? It's a little hard to tell with the scowl he's wearing, glaring down at a pad of paper in his lap and tapping his pen against the edge of it. What is he working on that's got him so annoyed? If anyone wanted to peek at the paper, they'll see that all he has written is the word "Topics". The rest is blank. Don't get too close though, or you'll be greeted as followed:]

Do not draw too close, mortal, or you will regret leaving your abode today.

[B - Shopping District]

[And here this nerd is again, later in the morning after he left the gardens whether successful or not in whatever he was doing, moving around from store to store. In each instance, he's heading straight for the animal section, scrutinizing all of the available products before moving on. If you're wondering what he's doing, you may be in luck, because eventually he approaches someone nearby with a question.]

Tell me...do you know where I might find alfalfa hay or raw, unsalted seeds of various types? Answer me immediately, but know that if your answer is unsatisfactory I will destroy you where you stand!

[Wow he's real good at asking for help.]

[C - Lunch]

[Around noon this oh so imposing figure can be found glancing over various food stalls, looking for something to eat. He never really draws close enough to look like he's going to order, but does spend time carefully reading over any menus available and debating on exactly what sounds good.

A lot of things sound good, to be honest. Decisions decisions...]

[Closed to Kuzuryuu]

[Genius here decided to boast about his Netherworld balls to his one and only friend, which sort of bit him in the ass once he realized he needed to find a suit. Couldn't very well tell this friend that no, he's never attended a ball before and has no idea what you're supposed to wear to them after that. That'd be kind of embarrassing. But luckily he knows this guy who knows a thing or two about suits who for some reason is willing to put up with him and help him look for one. Which is good, because if he were going himself he'd probably have chosen something hideous.

So after returning home to put his loot away and call Kuzuryuu up, he once again returned to the shopping district to bum around and wait for him there. Maybe peer questioningly at some of the shops around. Did he show up fully dressed as usual? Of course. Why do the smart thing and ditch the coat, over shirt and scarf when trying on clothes if you can just make everything a little more dificult for yourself?]

Comments

i guess i don't get a letter. wow, fine, be like that. how will you know which prompt i am picking

[impheired]

[Don't brag about your Netherworld balls, Gundam. Look where that gets you.]

[Kuzuryuu doesn't keep Gundam waiting too long though, sending the other boy a text shortly after he gets off the Metro rail. Because fuck that hide and seek nonsense he went through with Peko at the amusement park. Never again.]

Just got off the train. Are you here yet?
I'll wait here, either way.

[Because you hung up so fast earlier THEY DIDN'T HAVE A CHANCE TO PICK A MEETING SPOT. Good going, asshole.]

So he's here for lunch right? That's what this one is for, yeah?

[hamham]

[Look he was maybe sort of a little excited. Hanging out with people is kind of nice? He kind of likes it. Even if it's doing something stupid like suit shopping. Why waste time talking on the phone when you are about to go meet someone in person jeez. Though oh hey, a text! He's already heading towards the rail before even replying, though he's at least polite enough to text him back.]

I have already arrived, yes. I will be there shortly.

[He's true to his word, too. Probably because of his long stride. It's not like he's trying to be quick so as not to keep Kuzuryuu waiting. He just has a long stride, built for speed. That's all. Soon though the yakuza boy can catch Gundam approaching him, arms stiffly crossed over his chest and looking oh so intimidating. As usual. Or not, because why would you be intimidated by this loser honestly.]

NO HE'S HERE FOR ALFALFA!!!!!!!! GOD!!!!!!

[impheired]

[Yeah he's not even remotely intimidated Gundam, sorry. He already knows you're a nerd. Kuzuryuu has his arms folded as well, leaning against a wall and clearly trying to keep an eye out for Gundam with the way he keeps turning his head so he can see all the way to his right. Interestingly enough, he's not wearing his suit jacket or his tie, though he has pinned his family emblem onto the right side of his shirt's collar. Because unlike SOME people, wearing a full suit when you're going out to try on other suits just seemed stupid. That's just extra shit you have to take off and put back on and who even has time for that?]

[When he catches sight of Gundam, he pushes himself off the wall and takes a few steps to meet him halfway.]

Yo. [Let's do this.]

A-ish; action

[perfectstrike]

[There he is. Peko had tried to stop by his apartment earlier, but he'd seemed to be out? Rude tbh, not being there during Free Time. There's a small gift bag in one hand, a bit of tissue paper sticking out of the top. It's clear that there was quite a bit of effort put into at least making it look nice... The bag is as dark in color as her usual outfits, though, which makes it seem a little somber? What the heck, Peko.]

Tanaka.

[There's some audible relief in her voice as she approaches with a definite purpose, peering curiously down at the paper. What the heck, Gundam. What the actual heck. Is he trying to learn how to have a conversation...? That seems likely (though more Tsumiki's thing than Gundam's).]

[hamham]

[Maybe he isn't available for free time today, Peko! Did you consider that? Except no, clearly he is, since he clearly has nothing but this annoying pad of paper going on. And that is not what he is doing (though he probably should, let's be honest here.) These topics are for something different entirely!

Though at his name he glances up from the practically blank sheet, scowl carrying through the action until he sees who it is.]

Ah, good morning Pekoyama. Is there something you need from me?

[Maybe she is just coming to say hello, Gundam. People do not need to have a purpose to speak with you, you know.]

[perfectstrike]

[Sits outside his door and waits to trigger his FTE when he inevitably has to leave to do... whatever it is Gundam Tanaka does with his free time. Which seems to be staring at a practically blank sheet of paper? Good to know.]

Yes, there is.

[Why does she always talk like everything is of Supreme Importance...?

And then she's holding out the bag, a little stiffly.]

This is for you. It is not much, and I apologize for the lateness...

[She'd checked her ID not too long ago and realized that they'd all apparently missed Gundam's birthday completely. What great friends they are... but if he opens it and pulls out the tissue paper, he'll find a small cardboard box, and a... plastic baggie of seedless grapes?]

For the Devas... [she'll explain, a little hesitantly if he's looking confused about the grapes.]

B

[thatched]

[glances down at the man who is being demanding. It's incredible. He hasn't seen someone whose made this impression in forever it feels and the need to poke at him is nearly overwhelming]

And how would you go about destroying, if I may ask? After all, a man has a right to know what sort of death is coming for them should they fail to live up to your demanding expectations.

[hamham]

[Don't poke at him. He is just an over dramatic animal breeder, probably not even worth your time.

Except it's incredibly entertaining to poke at him, so don't let these action brackets stop you.]

Kehehehe...it would depend just on how spectacularly you fail me and how much pity I have for you! I could be merciful and use one of my more powerful, deadlier techniques, rending your very soul from your body in one quick motion, or I could be cruel and allow my Dark Gods to use you as their play thing until they are no longer entertained!

[thatched]

[oh he fully intends to poke. But in his own way. To that end he strokes his goatee]

Well you do offer a variety, I have to say.

[pretends to ponder more]

In that case I'll have a look at your Dark Gods. I'm not sure about being a plaything as long as it involves chess or a rousing game of strip poker.

b;

[brbwalking]

[ Judith may not have expected the question-- or the subsequent threat, but when the latter is voiced, she ever so nonchalantly brings her fists up. And, cheerily: ]

Well, if you're so eager, would you like to skip the formalities and try?

[hamham]

[.......rather than taking the challenge, he sort of turns his nose up just a little.]

I am not looking for a battle. I am looking for information. [He is just not the best at getting it...] If you do not even have that to give, you're not worth my time.

[Under normal circumstances he would probably jump at this chance to test his skills but...he knows his friend would not be happy with him if he got into brawls with people randomly over something like alfalfa hay...]

[brbwalking]

[ Well, his friend is boring-- okay no, she'll lower her fists, although perhaps she looks faintly disappointed. She would have liked to see what someone who claimed he'd destroy her was truly capable of.

... Right, what had he been looking for again? ]

My friend's not the hay or seed-eating sort, but I've seen the seeds around.

a!

[ukakus]

[Honestly, she wasn't even really trying to look at his pad. Mostly, she was just walking by the bench when she spared a curious glance at what he was doing, in the same way people occasionally do when strolling in crowded places. As such, she's, uh. Kind of squinting at him right now.]

Haa... Excuse me? [INSTANT IRRITATION, GO. Seriously, though. What kind of response is that?]

[hamham]

[He hadn't even looked up when he said it, just noticed she had come a little too close for his comfort...sorry he is so rude. At least he looks up now though.]

There is a deadly poison that courses through my veins. At its most potent it permeates through my very skin, so coming too close can prove deadly to mortals such as yourself.

[So he's...trying to look out for you?? Sort of??]

[ukakus]

[Y...eah......... No. She's just going to...? What??? Given how weird this place is, that would almost be believable... Except she's not human, and she's not picking up any ~*~deadly~*~ scents coming from this guy. Sparkles are necessary for emphasis, in this case.]

Yeah, right. Try another excuse. That one's shit.

A

[particularity]

[Here it comes. A surprise attack. Except, not really. Goodness knows Hinata would startle like anything if someone tapped him on his shoulder from behind nowadays... But Gundam's response to his approach gives him pause.

Not to be deterred, he walks closer.]

Tanaka? What's up?

[hamham]

[If he had known it was you, you would have been far more welcomed than that. But as it stands, he's merely speaking when he feels people are getting too close to him for comfort. Though when he does realize it's Hinata, his mood seems to lift a little as he looks up, sort of tiling his head back to look at his friend.]

Hinata. You are out early today! [It's not that early, Gundam, and you shouldn't sound as if you expect him to sleep in or something. Oh, but he asked him what was up!]

I am struggling with a task assigned to me by my employers.

[Gestures to the paper like this will tell Hinata everything he needs to know...]

[particularity]

Yeah. I usually wake up pretty early, but... Classes are on break until after the New Year, so I've got time to spare for the next couple of weeks.

[Hence, he... has no idea what to do and had been wandering but now he's here! Hinata moves to just sit himself down next to him (he'll take the greeting as invitation!!), leaning to peek at the paper.]

Topics? [For what? is in his questioning expression.]

B

[shacklebreaker]

[Hi nerd, meet bird nerd. It begins. Blackquill gives the teenager an incredulous look, and despite not carrying any weapons, appears to be readying himself into a battle stance.]

If you think I will bow to such childish threats, I shall rip out your tongue and feed it to you.

[hamham]

[Okay he really wasn't looking for a fight. He just has a horrible way of going about asking for assistance. And really, he's prepared to explain that to people if they insist on fighting.

This guy, though. Against his better judgement, he gives bird nerd a once over before crossing his arms.]

Kehehe...as fitting as it would be, I am not expecting you to bow human. If that were what I was seeking, you would already be kneeling. It would take only a little effort from the "Crimson Steel Elephant", Maga-Z, to have you on your knees!

[At the mention of his name, a little furry face peeks out of his scarf, though does not come fully out yet. Gundam just keeps right on talking though.]

To tear the tongue out a demon such as myself would be impossible for anyone with a Magic Essence less than fifty! As it stands, it would take a great deal of power to be able to even touch me and survive! Where do you believe you stand on this scale, human?

c; i am so sorry...

[multiglyphs]

[ it just so happens that weiss is spending the day's lunch break around the area. currently dressed in the uniform of one of her part-time jobs, she approaches the food stalls to consider her options for the day. she makes her decision in about five minutes, which is more than enough time to notice that gundam has been there for far, far longer.

she sends the other boy an odd, curious look — when it occurs to her. his behavior, the flighty way with which he flits from one stall to the other, never truly hanging around long enough to be spotted... she realizes his plight almost instantly, now that she knows what to look for.

without warning, she approaches him with a faint, pleasant smile. ]

Here. [ she hands him a few bills (??? coins???) out of her own purse. ] I'm sure that soup stall over there wouldn't mind serving the homeless.

[ GOD SHE'S SUCH A BENEVOLENT SOUL you're welcome ]

please don't be sorry this is amazing 1/3

[hamham]

[???

??????????

He sort of stares at the money(??) and then glances at the stall pointed out to him, completely and utterly lost here. He's...what? He's not sure if he is even offended by this or not yet.]

2/3

[hamham]

[Actually no part of him is incredibly offended because excuse you? He is the Supreme Overlord of Ice, Tanaka Gundam! To believe that he's homeless...does he look homeless to you??? You should be trembling in fear at his intimidating and imposing aura!! Not giving him a handout!!! He's not supposed to look homeless!!! Is it his wardrobe? Is this somehow giving off the wrong impression?]

[hamham]

[...despite all of this, however, and despite how over the top and rude he can really be, he does have manners. And, as such, with a somewhat strained expression, he gingerly offers her the money back.]

To know such kind natured individuals exist in this world is heartening. However, it would not be right for me to accept this. I am not homeless.

[God just passing this back and forth is already too much touching but he doesn't want to be rude she's just trying to be a good person--]

[multiglyphs]

Oh.

[ weiss finds herself glancing down at the money replaced in her hand, stunned enough in her apparent wrong assumption that she doesn't even get to reply for a few seconds. then she glances back up at the other, eyes squinting faintly and lips forming around the question of then why do you look like one but, thankfully, she manages to stop herself in time.

not now, weiss. not now. ]

My mistake.

[ small words in a small voice, and this is probably the part where she apologizes for her error, but goodness, how awkward. she'll... work up to it. somehow. ]

I merely thought — well. You certainly loo— [ okay no. ]

Sorry. [ yes, good, blurt it out in a jumbled murmur. that still counts, right?

MOVING ON... ]

Were you merely considering your choices?