[ OPEN ] here comes the boooooooy

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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!

( Top levels in the comments! Hit me up at gaignun or urtv @ disco for any questions/etc. Down with wildcards too so don't adhere to just the top levels if you've got an idea! )

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Seems like it, yeah.

[Dearka's tone is, for lack of a better word, taut. He doesn't have his typical easygoing swagger going on right now, those blond eyebrows of his still knit together in consternation. Yzak is correct, but... They were also brought here to help what sounds like an extremely dire situation. He can't discount that factor.

Whether or not those are his own thoughts, or if it's the influence of the chip tampering with his brain... We may never know. What is definitely still 100% Dearka, is the way he automatically looks to Yzak now for guidance. Always following, always ready to support.]

So. What's our next move from here, Commander?

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[ Yzak's mind is at odds with that fact, too. Though he struggles more, fights more, fiery and stubborn to push against something that presses up so harshly against him. Even later he'll be more concerned about how this whole issue could potentially seep into their own world. But for now...

Dearka asks, and Yzak is already casting his gaze from the door they just came through, to the one on the opposite end of the room. The hand he has braced on the edge of the bed squeezes the unimpressively thin mattress, and then he pushes himself back straight up to his feet. What is their next move here? Even with the information dump they just got, there's still a hell of a lot of unknown all around and ahead of them. So right now... ]

The others who were just dragged here are probably just as pissed off about this as we are now! We should find out how many of us there are. Come on.

[ Swinging right back into it, Yzak makes for that latter door. ]

More importantly, it sounds like this has been going on for some time, so those who have been here longer, they probably have more useful information than what we're being fed. This stuff is useful, but I'd rather hear from someone in the same situation we're in than the ones who are forcing us all into it.

[ And it's obvious enough as to why. There's a tenseness in Yzak's expression as he reluctantly checks his device again - he's going to hate the process of having to get used to this.

Mumbled: ] Team Revelation. That's something else we need to look into; what each team has been assembled to do. Where were you assigned, Dearka?

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[Dearka pauses to double check his assignment as well. It is extremely impressive technology. It'd be pretty exciting to mess around with, if only he'd, you know, actually consented to having it implanted in the first place??? His purple eyes light up, and they flit back and forth as he reads through the on-screen text that only he can see.]

...Revelation as well. And... Housing unit 001...?

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011.

[ Wow he should be 001? Because he is #1 always? Athrun isn't here so he does not apply. ]

That's a relief, being assigned to the same team. [ And honestly Yzak wouldn't have it any other way.

Not to mention ... they're still so new here that Yzak doesn't know what the deal is with the teams thing. What if they were somehow pitted against one another? That's where his mind goes when he thinks and speculates, so the relief is that much more powerful because he doesn't want to consider a situation where he and Dearka stand on opposite sides of anything. ]

And our ... weapons are in DISPATCH? We're to be escorted there to confirm our ownership of them. [ All spoken like a question, because when they say 'weapons' ... well, there are a few things that could mean. ]

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[Yzak do you want to swap so that you're number 001. Because Dearka would probably let you. He doesn't give a shit.

He's still fiddling with the Occular, pulling up a few search inquiries related to the teams and skimming through some explanations with the typical speed reading nonsense one would expect from a coordinator.]

Seems like the teams are largely for organizational and operational purposes. [He turns the Occular off and smirks.] But you're right: at least they're smart enough to know not to separate us. Guess we should go see if they're smart enough to equip us properly, too.