u know what? ok. i trust netzach

[hasteful]

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weekend zero saturday

[hasteful]

[sometime after all the chatter on the sns, buzen is out there somewhere

doing a handstand

but he'll blink when he recognies netzach and laugh happily]

Net-san! You really got everyone talking!

[abstractart]

...Yeah, seems like it.

[he sounds a little pleased. it was fun to read, at least.]

We weren't gonna get anywhere without talking a little, so...

week zero monday

[hasteful]

[where? anywhere. probably around the new locations but buzen is gonna rush over, hand falling onto netzach's shoulder in a very familiar way]

Net-san! Gone exploring yet? Wanna head out with me?

[abstractart]

You can just call me Netzach...

[he blinks at the hand on his shoulder, but sure, why not. he's chill with this.]

I guess?

[that sounds like effort

he can just ask buzen to carry him later if he gets tired of it, so... sure.]

w0, friday

[abstractart]

[what's up buzen. netzach is out here somewhere in the warehouse district! 'his own is right over there' yeah, it sure is, but here he is anyway. he's just kind of chilling in an alley, sitting there with his back against a wall, though buzen gets a lazy wave when he's in sight.]

[hasteful]

[ . . . hm? he was running around but he jogs right up to netzach once he notices him, then moving to squat right by him]

You okay, Netz-san? Tired?

w0, saturday

[abstractart]

[hi buzen. netzach is... out here somewhere! we just don't know where. on the plus side, he is sitting instead of sprawled out on the ground.

buzen gets a little nod when he spots him, though; he's not opposed to talking.]

[hasteful]

[similarly, buzen is walking instead of running - unclear if that's a plus, though]

Yo, Netz-san. How are you managing?

week 1 tuesday

[hasteful]

[what a week! "it's tuesday" what a week!

but buzen will just be hanging out at the eifelfelfelffelll tower after all that, because swords gravitate to high places. when someone approaches and he turns his head to his company, he just grins]

Hey, Netz-san. Here to tell me a secret?

[though he's also just clearly teasing...]

[abstractart]

I already told you some, though?

[it's fine, he knows it's just teasing... excuse him while he finds somewhere close to the edge to sit. he likes it up here.]

week 1 friday

[hasteful]

[is it fair to assume that netzach is horizontal or otherwise just resting somewhere -

because here comes buzen, just sprinting in a mad dash after.



after what exactly?]

Rin-san, hold on...!! Wait, where are you going?!

[he's so unfocused there's a chance he's going to trip right over netzach,]

[abstractart]

Wh- Buzen?!

[he

definitely is not going to be able to move in time, with how `fast` buzen is, so yeah there's a very good chance he's going to trip right over him. he's just here on the fuckin ground

the good news is he's holding a blahaj so there's more cushion than usual?]

w1 saturday

[abstractart]

[look he may not be gods strongest soldier so combining tummyache with leaving his string partner isn't ideal, but. especially after some of the things buzen said...

yeah. hi. he's trying to find him.]

[hasteful]

[he doesn't have to go far!

he's outside mcdonald's kinda just chilling, waiting to see who wants to talk

a cautious smile, like he's not sure if netzach is approaching?]

Hey?

week 1 post-exec

[hasteful]

[where netzach! buzen's just gonna be wandering around looking for him]

[abstractart]

[probably not far from the jonasseum! this may have something to do with the green stuff he was sipping on through that execution. he's vibing somewhere.]

...hey.

w2 monday

[abstractart]

[hewwo! new week new places. netzach is here at the library, glancing around it curiously.

when buzen gets close enough, his baseline emotions are more or less a deep-seated resignation, something a little listless and sad. not overpoweringly so, but present regardless. over that he mostly just feels curious, a little confused-- and when he glances over to buzen it brightens, obviously pleased to see him.]

Hey. Weird place, huh?

[hasteful]

[buzen's got the energy of a curious little golden retriever, just the happiest little guy. when he hears netzach's voice, it mirrors the brightening, something warm and pleased to see him]

Library is? Isn't this your home base, Netz-san?

w6 sunday

[abstractart]

[i'm being nice to you and aki only bc you're busy so

wherever netzach finds buzen, he's literally just giving him a hug right off the bat.]

...hi.

[hasteful]

[thanks we fINALLY EXIST A LITTLE

buzen will literally just pull netzach into this embrace immediately, curling around him]

Hey there.

Long time no see - for the record, I'd miss Matsu more than me too so no hard feelings.

week 7 monday

[hasteful]

[i'M ABOUT TO DRIVE AKI TO THE AIRPORT GIVE ME MEMORY GOMEN NE]

[abstractart]

[YEAH OK HERE U GO

wherever they're hanging out, netzach barely gets to say hi before there's a sudden memshare interruption, along with a brief thought of wait, again-?! before it fully kicks in.

the first thing he sees is this scene. the lowest point in netzach's life, he thinks, out of all those cycles-- the one where he gave up completely. one of the times he did? he isn't sure. everything blurs, in thousands of years of loops.

but this is the time where something manifested after that conversation, twisted his metal form into something reflecting his awful emotional state. there are warnings going off that he barely hears- WARNING: manifestation of qlipha detected due to sephirah meltdown. core suppression is required for continued functionality, manager.

he doesn't care about this, or about the sudden shared recollection of his old self. why should he? why does it matter? what's the point of trying to save anyone's life here in this hell, just to watch them die the next day? he can't take it anymore, seeing nothing but suffering and death. it's hopeless. he's hopeless.

he lets himself drift into unconsciousness, and he hopes he doesn't wake up again.

but he does. netzach doesn't remember what happened, while he was asleep; he only knows he's awake again, standing in the same place once more. standing with the exact person who put him into his own personal hell in the first place. there truly is no escape, is there...?

but maybe he doesn't need one, anymore. if he could be saved, then maybe this time, the manager will finally succeed.]

w7 wednesday?? i think

[abstractart]

[time travel, man.

but hewwo. wherever buzen is, netzach's going to come find him to check in.]

... feels like that all went okay, I think. I guess for now we just-- wait?

[hasteful]

[oh! as soon as buzen sees netzach he'll just lift an arm for him to come under if he wants some support to lean on? it's automatic]

Apparently. It was a lot more... mild than the time travel I'm used to.

I'll call that a good thing.

w7 Saturday

[abstractart]

[well buzen said where he wanted to go earlier

so even if the vroom room isn't usually his speed, netzach is coming by to find him anyway.]

Having a good time?

[hasteful]

[it is exactly buzen's speed!! he's probably just taking a break after zipping a few laps on a motorcycle, checking his phone if anyone messaged him - but then he'll grin brightly when he sees netzach! the vibes are ABSOLUTELY THRILLED]

The best! You wanna go on a ride?