Blinded by nostalgia

[databoner]

WHO: Houka Inumuta, Uzu Sanageyama, Ira Gamagori, Senketsu?
WHERE: Apartment #29, Heropa.
WHEN: Backdated to April 6th, around 2AM.
WHAT: ROOMMATES??
WARNINGS: None so far. Possibly swearing in the future.

He's been at apartment #29 for a while.

Houka may have landed at approximately the same time as his other roommates, but he was quicker to get to their shared apartment and claim his room before anyone else had even arrived. A need for immediate privacy was what drove Inumuta to arrive so early, and once he had settled in to the new atmosphere, he could feel as if he could breathe a little better. As if it wasn't bad enough that he had been left behind- timeline wise- in comparison to his other teammates, but to not have some breathing room to himself? He really couldn't take that.

Having already mapped out the layout of the house, Inumuta settled into the living room, browsing his new communicator for network posts and waiting for his other roommates to arrive. While he wanted to measure the extent of his new abilities- these new powers he could just feel underneath his skin- he kept it under control, containing himself at least until all of his teammates arrived. He wasn't sure the full extent of his abilities, but if they were anything dangerous, he would want at least Gamagori and Sanageyama around to help him with the fallout.

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3/3

[ironbuttmonkey]

"--when the hell did you get here?!"

[bulwank]

"Sanageyama, inside voice." Gamagori IS here- too. He's sitting in the living room as well reading what looks to be a newspaper and drinking something steaming.

[databoner]

Inumuta nods in agreement with Gamagori, who has also been here for a short while. Skimming his phone, he soon grows a little bored with just that, and takes a sip from the teacup on the shared table in the living room. He and Gamagori went out for tea, where the hell have you been, Sanageyama?

"Around twelve. The third room is mine, for the record." It has the most wall outlets. "It's nice to see you, Sanageyama. I suppose you're from the same... 'time' as Gamagori?" Considering they both have the same kind of outfit, and he's... well. Still in white and silver.

[ironbuttmonkey]

Inside voice? Time? He doesn't even know where to begin!...so he turns to Gamagori first.

"Oi, did you know he was here?"

...and then back to Inumuta.

"...yeah, I am. Exactly how far back are you?" Ruka had explained the whole timeline thing to him, fortunately, so no explanations needed. "You could've at least tried to find me, you know. Were you at registration? Did you register?"

[bulwank]

"Yes. Though after we spoke. I met him after our registration." And he'll glance at Inumuta as well. How far back- he knows Inumuta will dislike talking about that subject, but he won't interject...

1/2

[sanguineseams]

There is no knock to invite himself into his own assigned living quarters, only some uncertain shuffling at the door before he shuffles in, obviously worn by all of the activities that had been crammed into a single day, carried this time on his own two feet. But this day has clearly not thrown up the white flag, because even coming home has its own surprises in store.

[sanguineseams]

The fatigue fades--as best it can--when he finds the majority of Satsuki's posse gathered together in the living room.

"It almost feels like I'm back ho--"

Wait.

Senketsu's eye flitters between Inumuta's uniform, then Sanageyama's, then Gamagoori's. Then back to Inumuta.

"Um."

What.

[databoner]

It's upsetting when he has to answer that. How far back are you? He used to be the one on top of things. Planning so far into the future it was like he was psychic. Now he's being asked how far back he was.

"I registered. And you should know, simply by looking, how 'far back' I'm from." Maybe a little bitter. Enough that he's not going to answer why he didn't try to find him.

...And then something very strange enters the housing unit, and Inumuta glances up, looking 'it' over. Semi-familiar markings, coloring...

Okay, he's going to cheat, his mind has been fried a little too much for him to be on top of this entirely. A few swipes of his phone, and-

"Senketsu."

He says it out loud first, before it really registers what he's saying. ...This is Senketsu? The uniform Matoi spoke to? This does not look like a uniform whatsoever. But, Inumuta is great, if anything, at keeping things like secrets and emotions hidden. So there's little more than an arched eyebrow in response, after he says the other's name.

[bulwank]

...."Senketsu?" Wait ...that Senketsu?

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[ironbuttmonkey]

He sees you, you cheating son of a bitch.

Sanageyama recognizes the voice from having spoken to him before, so he doesn't turn just yet to face their new arrival. He gets to be the one in the know this time.

"Neither of you knew he was here? Shows what you can miss if you don't look out for people you might know."

Houka.

[ironbuttmonkey]

But then, if he's here, that must mean...

He looks over his shoulder towards Senketsu.

"...do you live here too?"

[sanguineseams]

Senketsu casts an awkward smile to all of them, choosing not to dwell on his confusion. Relatively speaking, Inumuta and Gamagoori have a far more bewildering piece of information to process: himself, and the body he's in right now.

"Good evening, everyone," he greets with a wave. "Or, ah...it's morning by now."

He nods in Sanageyama's direction. "This is where I was told that I'd be staying."

I think we could split up the threads now, if you all want to, now that everyone's in the same room

[databoner]

"I stayed up to wait for you to arrive, if that's any consolation, Sanageyama." Come on man, he didn't even look for Gamagori. He just kind of... found him. You know, what with him being like twenty feet tall sometimes. Don't be such a baby, Uzu.

As Senketsu steps into the house, Inumuta gets to his feet and starts walking over. Mostly to look Senketsu over. "I had no idea you had sentience. Or a body," Inumuta continues, circling Senketsu. "Is this another thing you neglected to tell me about, Gamagori?" Because he gonna be mad, if so.

[bulwank]

"What- I didn't know he was changed, but later we did find out he was senient- I believe I mentioned life fibers being sentient, Inumuta." A glare. Or at least capable of sentience. That conversation to keep Inumuta up to tabs on everything was really intense. Inumuta did not seem to let him take a break from thinking about everything that happened...

He doesn't really retain like Inumuta does, Gamagori does everything through gut and heart.

[ironbuttmonkey]

Okay, fine, he'll stop overreacting.

"Someone explained this to me, actually." Seriously, thank god for Ruka or he'd be clueless entirely. "You can come here at any time, and the people you know can too - but in the end, nothing changes once you go back. Like a rubber band."

The rubber band part would make sense if he...y'know, properly explained it.

[sanguineseams]

Senketsu towers over Inumuta--but unlike Gamagoori, it's entirely unintentional. He pulls in his arms somewhat defensively in a half-hearted attempt to minimize himself under Inumuta's analytical staring.

"The body thing is new, but you had no idea I had--? Wait, hold on." He waves his hand dismissively. He's missing something very, very important here. "How do you still have your original Probe Regalia?"

splitting up ho'

[bulwank]

"Hm- so making you like this- is what this place and these people are capable of... How else have you changed? Do you still function as regalia?"

[sanguineseams]

Senketsu shrugs.

"It seems like the only difference is that I've been given this form. Everything else about me has stayed the same...I assume. I haven't had anyone try to Synchronize with me."

A pause.

"...for obvious reasons."

What better way to imply that Ryuuko isn't here? Or that he hasn't found her, at least.

[ironbuttmonkey]

"Since these two took the liberty of picking somewhere out for themselves already-" Or, well, Inumuta has. Not sure about Gamagori. "We should go pick a room for ourselves too before anything else."

[ironbuttmonkey]

"So have you picked out your room as well?"

Starting with the important stuff.

[bulwank]

"Yes." It's the one the sun hits first when it rises. "You have to be more prompt if you plan on making a place for yourself. Which reminds me. We should discuss rules."

[ironbuttmonkey]

"I was busy."

He was sightseeing. That's...busy, kind of. But the mention of rules is hardly a surprise.

"...what rules?"

[bulwank]

Stare.

"For where we live. Our rules of the home, Sanageyama. What we can and cannot do. What lines cannot be crossed. For example. Don't go in my room, and I assume the same for all of you." For your sake really, not his own.

[ironbuttmonkey]

"Well, yeah, but that's a given."

A sigh. He should have known living with Gamagori would be like this...

"How many do we really need? The no room thing sounds good. Lets leave it at that."

[bulwank]

He should've.

"No! That's definitely not enough." Frown. "Remove your shoes when dirty, clean up after yourself, have a loose curfew and do not disturb those sleeping. Guests are allowed but anymore than three you need permission from the house." he doesn't see that last one being a problem for Inumuta, but Sanageyama, maybe.

"Just to name a few more. I will get ready with a more extensive and descriptive list but I want to know your ideas, as well as the others."