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[mr_dynames]

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[For those at 751 Partridge Drive, they will find that they have a very bewildered man, Neil Dylandy, codename Lockon Stratos, wandering around the house. This can't be a joke, unless Miss Sumeragi thought it would be funny to leave him in some really outdated house while she was overly drunk. The odds of that had to be slim, especially

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[purging_virtue]

[Listening in on the phone was proving to be a very trying method for gathering intelligence. People would chat about the stupidest things, usually complaints or completely unrelated matters; he was starting to get the impression that there were actually people not actively trying to escape.

Frustrated, he'd been ready to hand up the phone until he'd heard a painfully familiar voice over the line.

It was impossible. As much as he hated remembering, this man was dead. And yet the person speaking... It was a voice he couldn't forget if he tried. It caused his palms to sweat against the impractically receiver of the phone, his focus straining to catch any proof that he was mistaken or that it was an impostor. But the little things, the choice of words and the infliction in his voice on certain letters, Tieria knew for sure there was only one person who spoke like that.]

Lockon, are you...?

[mr_dynames]

[Oh hey, a familiar voice! Unless this is a very elaborate trick... but then they'd have to know his real name and codename. Little by little, this is starting to look less like a trick by the three power blocs and more... who knew what.]

That you, Tieria? What the hell's going on? Some new training exercise?

[purging_virtue]

[How is he supposed to respond to this? He's happy that Lockon's back, relieved to have a real ally in this strange place, but there's a million other things he's feeling at the same time. Lockon's blitheness only serves to confuse him more.]

How can you respond so casually, like nothing has happened?

[So right now, anger will have to do; it's the easiest to deal with, the one he understands the most. His voice almost trembles from it, a cold sort of rage that's he's rarely, if ever, used with Lockon.]

[mr_dynames]

Er... [...Why is Tieria so mad, HE DOESN'T UNDERSTAND WHAT HE DID.] Would you prefer I run around yelling, wondering why I'm here? It doesn't seem like a productive thing to do though.... [THINK NEIL THINK.] Unless... are you talking about the power blocs having mobile suits with GN Drives?

phone~;

[partytoastess]

[ Nena's rage towards Tieria has subsided. She's quite irritable if he tries to verbally assault her but for the most part as long as he stays out of her way. Nena doesn't really have anything against Lockon but she'll admit that he could be a bit hurtful towards her

Regardless, she wants them out if Michael shows up and she needs to get out too, with her brother alive preferably.. If Mayfield could undo death, then god fuck it, she wants it reversed. You'll her her giggle and pick up the phone. ]

Nena knows a Neil. Now, are you Allelujah, or Setsuna?

phone~;

[mr_dynames]

[FFFFFFFFFFFFF What even is going on here?! Why is Nena contacting him? Well, could be worse... could be Michael. But still... damned Trinitys. He's still not happy with all the shit they pulled. Even though he last saw them getting their asses handed to them by some mobile suits with the fake GN Drives. But they brought that on themselves. Still... with no weapons and no Dynames and her on the other side of a phone, what could he do?]

Neither, you can address me as Lockon Stratos.

phone;

[partytoastess]

[ she's contacting you so she can damage control for herself. Others shouldn't hear about her blowing up them weddings. So rude, Niel!!

Regardless, Nena is apathetic towards Lockon. As long as he doesn't get in her way again she's fairly happy ]

Lockon's a more badass name anyways.

Do you know where you are? If you want, Nena can come over and give you a brief tutorial. You're going to need it~

phone;

[mr_dynames]

[But they have the right to know what atrocities you and your siblings committed. 8| /so not hypocritical]

...Right.

[He doesn't have a clue.] I-- why are you offering to help me, anyway? After the last time we met, I was under the impression we all weren't exactly on friendly terms. [And of course he remembers the wedding party in Spain, full of innocent civilians the Trinitys killed. It serves no purpose in causing his temper to rise. Odds are, she'll hear the phone creak a little as his hand clenches tightly on the receiver.]

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[bogusmagicker]

((Ahh, I apologize for being so late! I completely missed this. On a somewhat related note, I don't think you're on the friends-add list, so you may want to respond here.))

[At some point while Neil is in the kitchen, a pale, violet-haired blank-faced girl will walk slowly into the room. Neil will receive nothing more than a brief stare and a nod before Yuki walks towards the living room to collect some of her books for school.]

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[mr_dynames]

[Oh hey, a person! Bit silent though... not that he isn't used to quiet kids. So he goes chasing after her for some answers.]

Hey! Sorry for intruding, but... could you tell me how I ended up here?

((It's okay, backtags are love! And I went and commented now. sob I totally forgot to tag that with this journal... and River too. /space case))

[bogusmagicker]

You have been kidnapped into a separate world.

[Straight and to the point. Yuki will pick up her books and turn to face Neil, standing stock still.]

[mr_dynames]

[Okay, she's blunt. He can handle blunt.] Can't say that really makes much sense to me.... Where exactly in this "separate world" am I?