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[crownless]

"Yo, it's me. Gimme deets."

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[evangelic]

Travis Touchdown?

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[crownless]

[Wow, what the heck? Nobody ever calls him first. His voice is a little bit unsure.]

Uhhh... yeah, this is him?

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[evangelic]

[Travis you seem unsure.]

Are you very busy? I'd like to ask you something.

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[crownless]

[only mildly unsure, strange alien boy]

Nah, go ahead. Who is this, by the way?

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[evangelic]

My name is Nagisa Kaworu, and I wanted to know if you could tell me about human growth.

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[crownless]

[after this post, but in reference to this and this]

[It's been an hour or so, give or take, since Travis posted to the network, and the stairwell is again empty and silent. Yet the silence feels oddly comforting now; the solitude reassuring and familiar rather than as stifling as it'd been when he'd first decided to vent his feelings at the rest of Haven.

Somehow? His sudden surge of popularity was just a little refreshing. Travis turns his phone about idly. Apart from being kicked down the stairs? His sudden surge of popularity was sort of nice.

When the fuck did he turn into a people person?

It isn't as if he's changed much. Not really. He's still the same old Travis Touchdown, number one assassin. He's never had room for mercy, or for forgiveness, or for... reconciliation.

The inside of his head, he realizes, is a place he minds a little less, lately.

Kaworu's words echo in his mind. Trust, huh.

But... maybe he is deserving. Maybe, even he-- same old Travis, the same blood on his hands-- could use a second chance.

Fuck. He really is going soft, isn't he? With a twitch of a smile, he slips his hands into his pockets and heads back to his room. ]

"That's more than enough introspection for one night."

action backdated to march WE CANON NOW. WE CANON

[crownless]

[It's late. As is wont to happen after long enough in Haven, Travis and Jesse have completely run out of shit to do; Travis, propped up on his elbows with his head near Jesse's knee, is thumbing through the network for something interesting.

There's nothing interesting.]

Wish we at least had... [A yawn. Damn, how did he ever sleep at stupid o'clock back home? Must be the lack of food wearing him out so quickly, or something.] TV.

[Already beginning to nod off, he continues to scroll through the pictures of Havenites. If Yao was trying to kill him with boredom, they were winning.]

who even allowed us to rp together

[blowfish]

[ Legs spread wide and head lolling forward, he's doing the same with his network phone. Boring as fuck-all. ]

Dude, I used to have the sickest set-up. Stereo system, plasma display, xbox, tons of games. [ Jesse tosses the phone to the side and passes both hands over his face. ] Ugh.

[ He moves to stretch and accidentally bumps Travis' forehead with his knee. Oops. He shifts his hands just enough to glance down and notice the dude nodding off.

A huff. ] Tired, man?

i think we should blame jules tbqh

[crownless]

Yeah, kinda. [He scrubs at one eye with his palm. And hungry, too, but in Haven hungry is practically the status quo.]

Man, that sounds amazing... Fuck, what I wouldn't give for video games right about now. Like, one round of Mario Kart. I'd give up a big toe or something.

Or like... ... [Mumbling something unintelligible about Street Fighter, Travis trails off.

and his head drops onto Jesse's thigh.

o o p s. (good luck, he's already snoring a little bit.)]

it kinda is all her fault

[blowfish]

[ Boredom is worse than hunger for Jesse, sometimes, his attention span little and his tendency towards restlessness huge. One round of Mario Kart sounds like heaven. ]

I'd give my left nut to Yao for a working television and game system, for real. [ He's about to engage a conversation about Street Fighter, having caught the mumbled bits, but --!

But that's when Travis konks out and plops his head on Jesse's thigh. Speaking of nuts. He freezes. ]

Shit, man - nah, nah, you are way too close to my zone with that.

[ This is hissed under his breath, barely louder than the snoring. He tries to, uh, give Travis' shoulder a quick shake. Will that work...?! ]

blaming jules it is 8)

[crownless]

[sleeping men don't give a shit about your zone, Jesse.

Travis mutters something that sounds like 'fucking Dhalsim', but doesn't budge.

No wait. He's budging. Travis snuggles closer, actually reaching out to hug his thigh in his sleep.]

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[evangelic]

When something significant occurs, I've been told it's important to reach out to those affected. To act otherwise is selfish.

[Or so says a small Ikari child.]

I'd like to know how you're faring, Travis Touchdown, at your earliest convenience.

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[crownless]

[He should thank that Ikari kid. The gesture's appreciated: he's been left out of the loop enough times that this is a welcome change of pace.]

Kaworu. [Of course he'd call. If anything, Kaworu's reliable for that.] Man. I'm the one who should be asking you the same thing.

Where are you? I'm not doin' anything right now.

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[evangelic]

[Shinji would be so confused. There are so many different timeline Shinji's here. Just like in my Evas.]

Hello, Travis Touchdown.

[Rather than having the opportunity to ask about his...state of being, Kaworu's promptly distracted by implied hanging out]

Would you like to spend some time together? I'm in my quarters.

[Arranging canned food.]

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[crownless]

Yeah, hello to you too. [heh.]

Why not? I wanted to talk to you anyways. I'll be right over.

[He stays on the line for a few moments before hanging up, leaving his block, and walking over to Kaworu's; it takes a few minutes before his arrival's announced by a knock on Kaworu's door.]

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[evangelic]

[Kaworu seems to have been waiting patiently all the while, because he was. A single knock prompts him to open the door, appearing as content as ever. They may as well be at a hotel on the beach in Miami.]

Hello, Travis Touchdown. Would you like to come inside?

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[kaihentai]

Well, well, well!

Since you're so bored.

I have an assignment for you.

[crownless]

Assignment?

Since when're you my boss?

[kaihentai]

H'oh.

[A wry smile.]

Wasn't I? Ahaha.

I took good care of you.

[A beat. He knows how this works, it's easy:]

You've always wanted to be a hero, haven't you?

[crownless]

Slow down, there. All of that stuff, back then? None of it was real.

[cautiously, though, he avoids confirming or denying that.]

What're you getting at, Sakamoto?

[kaihentai]

They falsified our backstories, correct.

[He's good at the emotional things, so here he goes. It's all sincere, at least, but he has his motives.]

As a merchant, it is my duty to do all I can for the greater good, and as a captain, I'd give my life to save anyone who works under me. All of those things, the way I treated you back then...

That's how I really feel about you, ya know.

Don't you want to help me? Do something for the greater good, I mean. For all of the people here.

We've made so many friends! It's important that we protect them.

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[splashdamage]

[ enough time's passed after the latest incident with the rebels that things have kind of quieted down. so beep beep, message for you. ]

This is Noriaki Kakyoin. I'd like to speak with you as soon as possible. Please respond when you're able to.

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[crownless]

What.

[it's a flat response, hardly intoned as a question at all. a call from kakyoin is almost certainly going to bring that person up, and as much as he'd rather just ignore him... it's either this or wait for green tentacles to come spilling in through his window.]

[splashdamage]

[ he knows this is probably an uncomfortable subject for travis, but he frankly can't bring himself to care at the moment. kakyoin speaks curtly, all business. ]

I'm assuming you're the one who told Mister Joestar about DIO's Stand ability several months back, and thus, you have a reliable source of information pertaining to the Joestars' trip to Cairo. That said, I'd like you to answer a few questions.

Jotaro Kujo and Joseph Joestar ultimately survive the battle against DIO, correct?

not here because Travis isn't in the phones

[ishotyouuu]

Guess that whole thing was just a load of shit, huh. I figured as much. I don't even know if that was really you or if Yao was just jerkin' me around again.

...Look at me, I'm talkin' to a dial tone because I'm just that desperate to hear your stupid fucking voice. How pathetic is that?

[A soft, unhinged laugh.]

...C'mon, man. Just... just gimme a sign that you're alive, at least. I...

...I can't go through this again. Please...