Ryuuji and Hiromu

[interpolate]

The bright side, if one could even hope to find such a quaint and ridiculous notion in this day and age, is that Messiah is so perpetually caught up in it's own suffering (bit pointless, really, as it truly brought that on itself) that it can't spare the motherboard to worry about why I'm acting oddly. Coupled with the fact that Messiah is completely ignorant of the passage of time without me, and not entirely capable of knowing when it's being lied to, I'm managing to keep myself from being deleted, re-written, re-wired, or any other of the vast number of ways Messiah could potentially make me not me anymore.

Which brings to mind its own train of thought, and as I wait in the construction site that I launched that first MetaVirus from, I wonder idly about the Gobusters and their delusion about my past.

I wonder if they're actually going to show up, just the two of them. I wonder if this was in fact a trap. I wonder why I trusted them, wonder whether I should load a MetaVirus into another one of these rusted pieces of machinery to be on the safe side.

No, not yet. But I do sit down in a suitably hidden area and tap away.

I'm still trying to figure out their names.

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[blue_pleather]

Given the risk of what could happen if we're caught going to see Enter, Hiromu and I have chosen to arrive separately. I left first, but I know he'll be here. It makes my insides twist uncomfortably to see how excited he was when I told him Enter wanted to see us.

Good thing I didn't use Enter's own words and call it a date.

I'm willing to bet the site's supply of Enetron is considerably depleted from what it was before Enter arrived. Let's just find out what he has to say. I'm fully armed, but I won't transform before I enter the building, and I don't expect to use a weapon. I never go out as a civilian.

[red_pleather]

I am considerably more irritable than I was when I left. First, I was stupid enough to follow Nick's directions (I didn't tell him where I was going, but he'd directed me to this area before, and I only remembered when I was walking past a circus of all things that *he* was the one who'd told me which way to go last time).

Second, I got jumped by Buglers. I took care of them easily enough, but now my stupid leg's hurting from where I fell badly, leaping in front of civilians.

This'll be good, though. I want to find out what they have to tell me.