sirenspull | Twelve → [text]

Is that why I haven't seen him around?

Yeah

... Haruhi?

What's up?

1S 1T NORM4L FOR 4 BUNCH OF P3OPL3 TO L34V3 4T ONC3

probably. just another core decision i guess it's happened before

4ND H3 H4S COM3 B4CK?

no, he's never left before but some people have so maybe he will not that it really matters

[ there's a long pause before terezi answers. ]

YOU DONT B3L13V3 TH4T

[ no tz don't do your cutesy cagey bullshit. ]

well look, a ton of people leave all the time and most of them don't come back but some of them do. but then most of them don't have their memories. it's all a giant mess, and that's all we know for sure, so whatever!

[Keigo might have offered a message of sympathy for someone he knows losing a friend.

But this is Haruhi and he's afraid she'll make it about him loving to suck dick or something equally horrible and untrue.

Did you hear that, untrue!

He lets the post pass without comment.]

Sensei has disappeared too

How unfortunate.

katsuragi???? what th efuck

[ the news that Haruhi's subordinate has disappeared is actually an interesting bit of information. The cogs are turning in his head. ]

If Kyon is gone, does that mean your brigade is down to one member, Suzumiya-san?

my brigade is five members, lowly assistant. but i'm the only one here, yeah

The Katsuragi Detective Office now consists of only myself, as well.

Perhaps we can strike a deal.

oh yeah? okay let's talk

[ Normally, he wouldn't be interested much - but he'd been fortunate enough to speak to Kyon before he disappeared not long ago, and learned something very interesting about this girl here. ]

Do you want to solve the mysteries of this world?

obviously! that's what i've been working towards this whole time, you know. yako probably told you about when we wnet to the lighthouse, right?

I've heard about it. After all, I do my research.

You work in that bar, as well.

Even if you're no good as a detective, you could do something for me.

no good? hey, what the hell, i've solved cases before!

Have you?

yeah, definitely! at home. detective agencies with lowly assistants aren't exactly the first thing i'd devote my attention to here, though.

Like you have anything better to do. ヽ(´ー`)ﾉ

since when are you so insolent, anyway, nougami???

Insolent? Why, I am the same as always!

Maybe you did not notice.

[that's something chilly going down her spine.

...no one else in the apartment at the moment, either. stupid kyon.

this is stupid, lowly assistant is being weird, that's all.]

whatever. what do you want to do about your detective office?

I want helpers, of course!

I am most capable, but

I am only one assistant!

And there are places even I cannot go!

so what, i should take katsuragi's role?

Please, Haruhi-san! You are not like Yako at all!

yeah, but how hard could a job that she could do be

I think you would be surprised at her troubles!

But Yako cannot be replaced.

Only compensated for!

ok, so some kind of combining forces is what your'e getting at? my temporary mascot flonne would probably be useful, too. she's pretty out there though.

[coming from haruhi.]

You really think I'd want to work with an angel? How tactless. Fuhuhu.

[ yeah, that wasn't a text reply - Neuro's voice, thought muffled, is certainly much deeper and smoother than his usual irritating assistant's chirp, coming in low from the window. Haruhi's window. Which is understandable, considering that he's crouching on it at a ninety-degree angle and absolutely ignoring any normal laws of physics. He's peering in with a leer.

"Breaking news gently" wasn't one of his talents. ]

[That one gets Haruhi's attention, and she spins around with a surprised expression.

...

What the hell.

It all slams together quickly, one thing and another, Neuro's strange treatment of Yako, his eccentricities, and now this -- an angel -- his appearance, and all of that. Something sinister about him. Maybe he got rid of Yako! (But why would he have sent that text then? It doesn't matter, though, because finally, something interesting.

She starts to go to open the window and then realizes how evidently pointless that is.]

...What are you, huh?

[ Pointless and unnecessary - once he sees he's gotten her attention, he flips over to ground his feet against the windowsill. Then, he grabs at the bottom of the window itself (and his hand is certainly not human anymore), and with a single thrust of his arm, he pushes it open himself. If it was locked, the lock's definitely broken now. Heedless of her privacy or the state of her room, he kicks his legs over the threshold and hops into the room.

He's not surprised that she's not scared. He did have a modicum of fondness for this one! After all, she seemed to share his sense of humor. On the other hand, it just eggs him on to try harder to make an impression. Neuro grins, and within a second of his entrance and with a crackling noise, his narrow human face transforms into his real beaked visage, cocked sideways to fit his now-lateral eyesight. ]

I am the demon who solved all of Hell's mysteries, Neuro. And I will soon be the demon who solved all of Earth's, as well.

[Well, she doesn't have anything messy about her room, but as far as privacy, it's true that she's clearly been sorting through some things that remind her of Kyon -- pictures, items, his White Day gift. In fact, it doesn't faze her that he comes in, because really, what else is he going to do once he's on the window?

She will have to remember to get that lock fixed, though. Or check if it's broken. No Darkness monsters allowed in here.

However, when he does that thing she does involuntarily jump back a step, her eyes widening. It's another reminder -- more than those Darkness monsters that she hasn't tempted in nearly a year -- that hanging out with fun shit isn't necessarily going to turn out well...

She quickly contains herself again. Whatever he is, this is a good opportunity. And she's not scared or anything!]

S-So! You're the power behind the throne, huh?

Obviously. You honestly think that girl has the power to control anyone? She was simply a necessary handicap for me to act in public.

[ Though he's speaking, his beak, hanging half-open, doesn't move at all - it's more like the voice is emanating somewhere within his throat or something. Neuro crosses his arms, obviously scanning her entire room without making any point of hiding it.

Honestly, Haruhi has no reason to be scared - Neuro heard from Kyon that she's some kind of pseudo-goddess, and he's not about to step on her toes. Or is it that her reality-bending is making him think that way...? ]

Perhaps that Kyon was similar for you.

[She might have no reason to be scared, but reasons are usually pretty separate from fear. And in any case, she doesn't know that. Still, she's putting a brave face... even though she doesn't know what he's talking about with Kyon. In fact, that bit gets her a little mad, for no discernable reason.]

Kyon wasn't a handicap, okay? ...He was dispensable menial labor, but he was good at being dispensable menial labor.

[ and obviously, Neuro is completely blind to any emotional context... The horned head tilts, beady eye staring right at her.

She never actually said anything about being a goddess, did she? That seemed like the kind of thing she'd lord over others. It couldn't be that it was some sort of secret, could it? ]

Oho. But dispensable is dispensable. Why are you so concerned?

I'm not! Dispensable doesn't mean he wasn't useful, that's all.

[She stares off into space, at a point somewhere to his right.]

And to lose something useful is a great blow, indeed. Well, Haruhi Suzumiya... Do you want to get him back?

[ he doesn't break off his weird gaze even so, beady eye staring almost vapidly into her face. But he does spread his arms. ]

I have confounded the most despicable beings of the fires of Hell, and destroyed the greatest of threats to your planet Earth. That's right... It is a matter of time before I unravel the puzzle of the Core, as well.

...

Yeah, of course. That's exactly what we have to do, figure out the Core and then get them back.

[She looks very determined now.] All right. Let's do it.

Fuhuhaha, that's the spirit. Though your mind is weak and feeble, mine shall be able to understand the Core. More importantly... that weak brain of yours can understand your fellow worms. You work as a bartender, don't you?

Yeah, at Gearheads...

Hmph, who said anything about weak and feeble?

[dick. she's not protesting too much though, because she really doesn't know what the hell he is. also, she thinks she understands more than people suspect, and she'll maintain that.]

[ he suddenly jabs his middle finger at her forehead. ] I did. It does not matter if you're a human or a goddess - there is no mind that can match that of myself. And this atmosphere, which is sufficient to sustain that weakness, is not enough for me. I need to eat... Only the most succulent of meals.

Find them for me.

[Outrageous, someone's jabbing a finger at her. She should be jabbing. But she doesn't. Instead, she just says:]

If humans can survive on what you can't, I don't know how that makes us the weak ones.

But anyway, it doesn't matter. We'll definitely track down puzzles and mysteries and whatnot on our way to figuring out the Core.

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[text] can neuro pop up wherever she is later in this thread? :B

[text] yeah of course! she'll be in her apartment

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