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[ OPEN ] here comes the boooooooy

WHO: Yzak and you!
WHAT: Various "come, let's get CR balls rolling" things
WHERE: All over
WHEN: WHENEVER, he's new, so ~new guy time frame~
WARNINGS: n/a but will note if anything comes up!

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[ The cafeteria and the dataportals are the two best places to catch as many of his new allies as possible, Yzak figures. Brand new and freshly awakened, he seeks to learn as much as he can about the new team he's going to be working alongside.

So whichever location your character happens through, be it to grab a bite to eat or to head to the Kyoto base, there's a(n unfairly) handsome man with silky silver hair and serious, piercing blue eyes, his choice of clothing on the fancier side of casual. He leans against the nearby wall with his arms crossed, as those intense eyes fall on you. ]

Hey. [ He calls out, and gets right to the point. ] Your name?

[ Passing by the dispatch area? Here you'll find Yzak, his focus entirely on a new machine standing about 10 feet high that arrived alongside the new batch of teammates. The machine is open ('open' in whatever way that would allow a pilot to climb inside of it almost like it becomes a large suit of armor around them) and he's specifically checking out how the inside of it looks. ]

Completely different from the standard cockpit setup... I'll have to test-run a bunch of system checks to see how it handles like this.

[ He frowns after a moment, brow furrowing. ]

Why did it have to get so small?

[ Yzak does not appreciate maid dresses, especially when he's forced into one himself. Seeing anybody in one lowkey triggers his fight or flight response, courtesy of his own mother and her intense insistence to adhere to his homeland's whole thing about genetic compatibility regarding birth and marriage and blah blah blah we land on maid holograms terrorizing him in his own home. But that's a whole problem for Yzak to unravel within himself later.

Right now? He's just mad because he's being forced into something humiliating. And humiliation aside, Yzak hates being forced into anything, the bristly little control freak that he is. He runs into your character red-faced and breathless, having been chasing Seok Dang down the corridors with a loud clacking of his heels (heavy footsteps, clearly uncomfortable and unused to the shoes), but the other man seems to have given Yzak the slip. So now the focus of this beautiful man in a dress is on you. ]

You! Which way did that bastard go!? Did you see?

[ Yzak is glad that he doesn't have to change his appearance when he heads out to Neo Tokyo. And he can deal with the fake name of Andreas Vesalius just fine - it's a name he carries for the sake of others who've left him long ago. And while many who have died through the war have been forgotten or left in the shadows of a past that many hate to look back on because it's painful, Yzak chooses to remember. Especially since much of the crew on his old battleship, the Vesalius ... well. In hindsight, they deserved better in a lot of ways. War is hell and all that jazz, but as someone who is now in command of his own teams and his own battleships, Yzak can't imagine not being profoundly impacted if something were to befall them when all of those lives are in his hands as a leader.

Back to the point; his given job for his whole fake background, however...

He's been around the base enough by now that even if he's not properly met any new teammates, he's seen faces enough that he'll recognize them out in the wild (and they can likewise recognize him). So with that in mind, Yzak can be interacted with here in two instances!

A. He's peering into various shops. While he's more drawn to ones that have trinkets and good luck charms and the like, he's curious (nosy) enough to check out anything that catches his attention. That includes any establishments your character might be working at or checking out themself!

B. He's lurking around a small, but cozy-looking cat-cafe. He doesn't go inside or anything, but he has one finger curled up under his chin and has a contemplative look about him as he stares into the window. He's clearly considering something, here. ]

[ Yzak Jule is used to the life of a soldier. He's prepared to get nasty and bloody and sweaty and all sorts of other gross. That, of course, doesn't mean he still inwardly hates it when it happens, he's just well adjusted to tolerate it for the sake of his duty as that's more important than his own comfort.

He's never been this absolutely wet and slimy, though. So this it's a new experience when he comes to and is down on his hands and knees, head shaking to flick what he can from blocking his vision, drops splashing from his hair. He's soaked and his lack of anything but undergarments means that after a couple of beats he becomes aware of that with the chill he feels crawl over his bare skin coming into contact with the open air. But that doesn't matter: what matters immediately is information. Where he is. What's happened. Who else is there with him. Seize understanding and thus hopefully control of the situation because in this moment he is lost and confused and feels helpless—

The glisten of golden hair near him even through the goo is something he can't miss, clearly waking up to whatever the fuck this is, just like he is. Dearka. He's not alone here. More than that, he's not alone here (because there is a difference between the two). Yzak turns his head toward his partner and opens his mouth. ]

Dea- hgk!

[ He's cut off by a brief bout of coughing, choking on some of the fluid. Gross. ]

Damn it...! [ He grumbles to himself as he sit up and wipes his mouth with the back of his hand ... which doesn't do much when the hand is ALSO gooey, but, you know. ]

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[OPEN ] hello,

[ OPEN ] gundam time

[ OPEN ] BIG MA(I)D

[ OPEN ] out and about

[ CLOSED / Dearka ] awakening