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[sos-lackey]

ask-asuka-x-shinji:

“you… you can’t really be who you look like can you? I mean..” very quickly a million thought rushed through his head, The girl standing there, she was almost a dead ringer for Ayanami.. not that wasn’t quite right not exactly was it?  It wasn’t just that she looked like Ayanami, her voice and her expression, they really were almost the same. Quiet, but more forceful that most if you were really listening, that was how he’d describe Ayanami and this girl.. Nagano.. seemed to have that same.. no.. all of that was impossible at this point he was just imagining things? this was so weird late grief response thinking  someone was such a dead ringer of a dead friend, even if as Kyon said and as she confirmed  that this was an alternate world then Rei Ayanami wouldn’t exist.. she was created by NERV, or she was created by his father, without NERV she wouldn’t exist, that was why her hair was kind.of a crystal blue and she had red eyes, this girl had neither she was an so clearly that wasn’t Ayanami, not even another version of Ayanami.. but even if Ayanami didn’t exist and if he wasn’t just imagining all of that, Lilith was separate from Ayanami could Nagato also be a vessel of Liith, no.. Kyon said he didn’t even know what an angel was…. so maybe she was Lilith, but maybe.. maybe she was no body.. no not nobody.. but not some sort of god…. she looked otherwise normal didn’t she?  

“You have a natural hair color and you’re eyes… you’re eyes…  I’m sorry.. you’re eyes are human aren’t they. I’m sorry….. you just look like someone ” he heaved a small sigh..  and after a long slightly dead pause. 

“I guess that would make sense wouldn’t it. It would be arrogant to think that something with the power to alter reality the way that it did would stop there.. even.. even if no one was actually meant to survive, that was the type of thing that humans could never understand wasn’t it? There would never be a way to know what was really going to happen. So.. there isn’t any way to get back is there? I mean without replicating something like Third Impact here..” 

Even I could sense that something was going wrong between the two. This boy seemed to shocked to see Nagato right now. Did he know her? 

No… That could not be it, they would behave differently right now. Nagato was no help either, of course, because she simply stared at the two with her usual blank and emotionless expression, though I could see that her eyes were narrowed about a millimeter right now, which could indicate some interest in the situation.

But before I could say anything, it was actually Nagato who spoke instead. 

“I am not.” She simply gave as a reply, “There are no records in my data-banks suggesting that we had any prior interaction, nor with any other Humanoid Interface, or the Data Integration Thought Entity itself.” 

Well it seems like she simply looked like Nagato or is like Nagato then, but still I could not help but wonder:

“Who are you talking about?” I asked the boy with a curious look.

But the topic also changed after that and my gaze went upon Nagato again. She would probably be able to think of a reason. She knew always any kind of solution to all the problems out there. Ah crap… I am beginning to think like that again. No, I don’t want Nagato to be the one having to solve everything. She needed some rest damn it!

“I don’t know.” was the answer she finally gave.

Wait, what?

“The Data Integration Thought Entity has not the power to cross borders to alternate realities, nor does it feel any intent to try so. The risk would be too high and the danger too strong. It cannot be calculated which results could happen, should such an attempt be made by anyone, therefore it has been prohibited. The only possible solution that I can think of is using the Data-Creation Abilities of Suzumiya Haruhi, but that would not be advisable and permitted by the Data Integration Thought Entity.”

I did not know what to say after that. So even Nagato’s Boss was not omniscient, huh? Well it did make sense, otherwise they wouldn’t try to understand Haruhi’s powers after all.

[ask-asuka-x-shinji]

“Great. You look like her and you talk like her. Rules, Rules. Rules and Risk and calculations.. like some kind of damned doll too….Wie zur Hölle wäre alles, was uns passiert ist, ratsam! Wer auch immer Sie bedienen, kann es schieben!” Her tone was bitting and when she did speak at the moment Asuka spoke with enough venom and force to really make you stand up, and assumes that Nagato could understand the whole statement. 

Not human then.. different reality different rules.. that or Yuki Nagato was wearing contact lenses.. when she was talking to them.. with her hair.. it didn’t matter at all.. but Nagato was right.. dangerous.. very dangerous and he should.. he should be grateful to still be… still.. 

“Haruhi Suzumiya again.. then…” he looked over Kyon, he said.. he didn’t say that much about her.. when Shinji asked.. he had said.. well, he’d ask again.. if it was something classified.. or something dangerous.. than it was best that Kyon should say nothing. 

“Haruhi Suzumiya.. she is not an an angel… or a scientist… and she isn’t affiliated with this Data Thought Integration Entity? But she has the ability to help us? I don’t understand.” 

[sos-lackey]

And there she was again, talking that language I might think could be german, but I was not sure at all. I had never really heard it and only the tone might be a bit familar. But what about Nagato..

“Es tut mir Leid, jedoch ist das die offizielle Stellungnnahme der Daten Integrations Entität und gegen sie zu rebellieren wäre nicht ratsam.”

Ah great… Now she was speaking as well in this language. And of course, she showed no visible japanese accent when she was talking as if it had been her first language to begin with. I must ask her to tell me something in ancient greek one day. It would definitely be funny.

“I can speak it, but I see no reason to do so as nobody here would be able to understand it.”

I just wanted to listen to it, you know. Your voice is nice after all and hearing it talk in different tongues is interesting.

“… I see.”

Ah great, now there was an embarrassing silence between us. Would Nagato even be able to feel embarrassed? I quickly scratched my nose, as I looked back at the two others.

“A-Anyway. Haruhi is… Well…” I looked at Nagato as if asking if I could tell them the truth.

She nodded.

“… Well she is kinda… How do describe it? Well there are many different explanations that have been given to me and I had never really gotten any complete confirmation.” I shrugged, noticing how far-fetched I am going with this, “… Well she is a girl with the power to change the fabric of reality just with her mind. The catch is… She is not aware of her powers and our job… Well, mine and my friends… Is to keep it that way. She is a classmate of mine and founded a… Club… Called SOS-Brigade. It’s goal is to find Aliens, Time-Travellers and Espers and have fun with them. The thing is just… The members are exactly that what she seeks. You already met Nagato, she is the Alien. Then we have Asahina Mikuru, an upperclassmen of mine, who is a time-traveller, sent from the future to observe Haruhi and Koizumi Itsuki… An Esper, granted his powers unconsciously by Haruhi who’s main job is to clean up all the supernatural mess Haruhi does without knowing. And well… Knowing him. He is already aware of your lot’s arrival here. He probably has already an explanation ready that it was Haruhi who brought you guys here.” 

[haruhisuzumiyachan]

{ continued from here with @sos-lackey }

  { ✧ }              ❝ What are you whining about? Of course we’re married, we just                               signed the papers yesterday. I know most guys have a hard time                               dealing with the reality of all, but get a grip Kyon!❞

                 Haruhi stood over a large pile of laundry and proceeded to begin          folding things. To her nothing was out of place or out of the ordinary.          The two newlyweds stood in a reasonable one room apartment. An air of          maturity hung around Haruhi in her wifely state. She was clearly different          just in composure than she was in high school. 

                          ❝ Can you please stop STARRING and help me with the laundry!                                    I need to go to grocery store sometime today too you know. ❞

[sos-lackey]

“Wait… What?” I could not believe my eyes as I saw that in front of my eyes. Haruhi, with a pile of laundry and she… looked different. I could not really put it in words. It’s not like her body had changed much or such. And yet… Some level of maturity hung around her as she was there. Not only with her behavior, but also her appearance. She looked more beautiful than she had ever been. A-And why was she in this room in the first place? And most of all… Where was I? I did not recognize this room. It was not my house, nor was it someone else’s appartment I had visited in my life. I slowly began to stand up, finding myself wearing my pyjamas, which actually did make me a bit embarrassed, that Haruhi could see me in that state. 

But before I could do anything stupid, my sense of reality came back and coupled with my prior experiences, actually brought me to the decision of playing along. 

“H-Helping you? A-Ah… Y-Yeah… Of course.” I quickly hurried over to her as I tried my best to actually help her. Meanwhile, my brain was racing with a possible answer to all of this. Alright… 

Let’s get the facts straight. Haruhi and I are apparently married. Haruhi seemed to be an adult and judging on how she treats me, I am one as well. What else? Ah… We are living together and she does the laundry, but I am obligated to help her. Well, that was not really important, but I still made a mental note about it. So… What explanation could be there? The first one would be time-travel of course. But it would be kind of different on how I usually experienced it. Both body and mind got usually sent to my past or future after all, not only the last. So it couldn’t be that… At least not how I knew it. That only left one explanation. It was something Haruhi did. Some form of closed space? A dream my mind had been sucked into? Haaah… If only Nagato or Koizumi were here. 

I did not dare to speak as I continued to try do the laundry clumsily as I have almost no experience with it whatsoever. 

[sos-lackey]

ask-asuka-x-shinji:

“you… you can’t really be who you look like can you? I mean..” very quickly a million thought rushed through his head, The girl standing there, she was almost a dead ringer for Ayanami.. not that wasn’t quite right not exactly was it?  It wasn’t just that she looked like Ayanami, her voice and her expression, they really were almost the same. Quiet, but more forceful that most if you were really listening, that was how he’d describe Ayanami and this girl.. Nagano.. seemed to have that same.. no.. all of that was impossible at this point he was just imagining things? this was so weird late grief response thinking  someone was such a dead ringer of a dead friend, even if as Kyon said and as she confirmed  that this was an alternate world then Rei Ayanami wouldn’t exist.. she was created by NERV, or she was created by his father, without NERV she wouldn’t exist, that was why her hair was kind.of a crystal blue and she had red eyes, this girl had neither she was an so clearly that wasn’t Ayanami, not even another version of Ayanami.. but even if Ayanami didn’t exist and if he wasn’t just imagining all of that, Lilith was separate from Ayanami could Nagato also be a vessel of Liith, no.. Kyon said he didn’t even know what an angel was…. so maybe she was Lilith, but maybe.. maybe she was no body.. no not nobody.. but not some sort of god…. she looked otherwise normal didn’t she?  

“You have a natural hair color and you’re eyes… you’re eyes…  I’m sorry.. you’re eyes are human aren’t they. I’m sorry….. you just look like someone ” he heaved a small sigh..  and after a long slightly dead pause. 

“I guess that would make sense wouldn’t it. It would be arrogant to think that something with the power to alter reality the way that it did would stop there.. even.. even if no one was actually meant to survive, that was the type of thing that humans could never understand wasn’t it? There would never be a way to know what was really going to happen. So.. there isn’t any way to get back is there? I mean without replicating something like Third Impact here..” 

Even I could sense that something was going wrong between the two. This boy seemed to shocked to see Nagato right now. Did he know her? 

No… That could not be it, they would behave differently right now. Nagato was no help either, of course, because she simply stared at the two with her usual blank and emotionless expression, though I could see that her eyes were narrowed about a millimeter right now, which could indicate some interest in the situation.

But before I could say anything, it was actually Nagato who spoke instead. 

“I am not.” She simply gave as a reply, “There are no records in my data-banks suggesting that we had any prior interaction, nor with any other Humanoid Interface, or the Data Integration Thought Entity itself.” 

Well it seems like she simply looked like Nagato or is like Nagato then, but still I could not help but wonder:

“Who are you talking about?” I asked the boy with a curious look.

But the topic also changed after that and my gaze went upon Nagato again. She would probably be able to think of a reason. She knew always any kind of solution to all the problems out there. Ah crap… I am beginning to think like that again. No, I don’t want Nagato to be the one having to solve everything. She needed some rest damn it!

“I don’t know.” was the answer she finally gave.

Wait, what?

“The Data Integration Thought Entity has not the power to cross borders to alternate realities, nor does it feel any intent to try so. The risk would be too high and the danger too strong. It cannot be calculated which results could happen, should such an attempt be made by anyone, therefore it has been prohibited. The only possible solution that I can think of is using the Data-Creation Abilities of Suzumiya Haruhi, but that would not be advisable and permitted by the Data Integration Thought Entity.”

I did not know what to say after that. So even Nagato’s Boss was not omniscient, huh? Well it did make sense, otherwise they wouldn’t try to understand Haruhi’s powers after all.

[sos-lackey]

redmaster-blueprogram:

“Well, I can jump between electronic devices as I please. Sometimes I need a cord connecting the one I’m currently in to the one I’m moving to. Other times, I can just mail myself to a device if I know its e-mail or phone number.”

“Oh! And I’m a pro hacker too! Back in August, master jacked me into a TV in a department store, and I was able to shut down its entire security system in about 10 seconds! Aren’t I just awesome?”

“Aha…” I could simply say to all her explanations. I had given up on trying to find any kind of logical explanation, whenever someone like that showed up. It was always too much in the end to bear with, so I kind of did not bother most of the times, whenever Koizumi and Nagato tried to explain me stuff and this here was not different to that.

“I see… Yeah, you are pretty awesome.… I still don’t really understand what your deal is...”

[sos-lackey]

🐧

⎡ first one to put a 🐧 will be e married to my muse for 4 days ⎦

“Married?! What do you mean we’re married?!” I could not believe my ears. How should I even. What kind of effed up shit happened that I would marry Suzumiya Haruhi?! And most of all… Not remember it. But here it was. A ring on my finger and unmistakingly one on Haruhi’s finger as well. I could not help but blush heavily at this. 

Married?! Me?! But I don’t even have a job yet! So how should I even be in any position to marry yet. And most of all… TO HARUHI of all people?!

“What the hell happened, Haruhi?!” I bellowed at her.

[sos-lackey]

ask-asuka-x-shinji:

“You’re really calm you know? I guess the question becomes who are you that this doesn’t seem too scary to you?” Shinji asks, hesitantly before finally taking a few steps to follow the older boy.. the fact that his little slip up in admitting that he had destroyed the world didn’t really do it seemed the most.. well impressive of everything.. that had happened.. although he needed not to admit that again… he really needed to keep that part to himself. 

“I mean.. if this is another world, than NERV wouldn’t exist would it?, but i suppose there would be a need of something similar, are you a scientist or a solider? Is there a UN base here you’re stationed at? or..” and then there was a longish pause again.. but Asuka finishes the thought. 

“or is it that you’re not actually human. I don’t think you’re smart enough to be leading us into a trap, or fake not being angelic but even someone smart enough to understand how such an event would happen physically. That would be you or whoever you just called, still usually wouldn’t be tough enough to just react to it like you did.” Neither stopped following him down the street, but still to them it was a valid question. Kyon didn’t have the physical features of an angel, or they would have known immediately, even with hair dye and contact lenses an angel probably wouldn’t seem so human.  

Calm? You could call it that, I guess. I mean… I have been through worse, after all. For crying out loud, I had been stabbed once and would have died surely, if a certain alien girl had not saved me back then… Twice.

“Let’s just say… I am used to this kind of stuff happening around me. But again… This is definitely not a norm in this world. Any other human would have probably called you two mental or kids with too much imagination, if they had heard this.”

Destroying the world was not really something I was that uncommon for me either. It had been altered and changed so much already that it was a miracle that it did not break down already. 

“Yep. I have no idea on what you are talking about or what this NERV thingy is. Though I know what the UN is, but they are definitely not interested in this boring urban city in the middle of Japan.” But if they knew that a girl with such powers existed here, they probably would be much more interested… Well in the end, they might even know, I have no idea how deep the roots of Koizumi’s organization go after all… Nor do I want to know.

“Again, I have no idea what you are talking about girl. I am definitely not an Angel, nor anything else supernatural. I am just a plain old boring human, who just happened to have found himself in a lot of messes.” I said non-chalantly… Yep, it had really become something very normal for her, that much was for sure.

But we have finally reached the park and stood at the bench I usually met up with a certain Alien Girl. And sure enough, here she was. Sitting there and awaiting us, standing up right in the moment where we reached her.

“Yo, Nagato.”

She gave me a small nod. Little did I know that she might remind the two behind me of someone else they knew all too well.

“So… I probably don’t need to explain to you anything, right? You will definitely know much more about this than myself already, right?”

She nodded again. I could not help but smile. As reliable as ever.

“Both are originating from a different location in spacetime than ours.” 

And here we go again, “A Data-Creating Anomaly happening in their universe established a temporary link between their position in spacetime and ours.”

So basically…

“They come from another dimension.”

So… We finally have them, haven’t we? Sliders.

“Yare Yare…”

[askatlantiskida]

first one to put a 🐧 will be e married to my muse for 4 days

[sos-lackey]

ask-asuka-x-shinji:

As far as Asuka knew that was a real place, and that was as normal of a Japanese name as she knew, unless it was written in a particular way it seemed to mean nothing, still, she wasn’t going to trust him, this entire place didn’t seem real! What they needed was to keep their guards up. He might not be an angel, but this could all still be the work of one, it seemed too complicated to be the work of what people could still be left. 

“I am Asuka Langley Soryu, The 2nd Child, i’d call you an idiot for that lame response, but i suppose with a nickname like that it would be redundant, i’ll just go with clueless. You’re not smart enough to be anything other than some idiotic boy, are you?” That was fun. She hadn’t done anything like that for awhile. 

“Asuka…. i think.. what we’re trying to say is, we thought that’s where we were, but this city.. no everything should be destroyed. Everything was destroyed. We saw it, i mean.. i caused everything to be destroyed, so this place shouldn’t exist any more.” Shinji finally admits out loud. 

“I’m sorry Kyon… that has to sound like nonsense, doesn’t it…. i uh i’m Shinji Ikari….”  

Great… That red-haired girl clearly reminded me of Haruhi by now. But what was that with her wearing some form of Eyepatch? The boy instead, seemed much more reasonable and as much as you would consider an ordinary japanese middleschool boy to be. So I’d rather look at him and have to deal with him instead, luckily he did manage to somehow calm his… Girflriend(?) down? 

I was actually not that surprised or shocked to hear about their world or whatever they came from. 

“Well… That sounds either to be the work of Time-Travel or you traveling through dimensions.” I said in a calm voice, which surprised me as well… I have really become used to this stuff, haven’t I? And what did he say, he caused it to destroy? Well… That sounded tough…

“I might… Know someone who could help you clear up some things. I don’t know if this is fate, or the whim of another… factor doing it unconsciously, but I am actually quite used to such stories, believe me… But don’t get me wrong… It is everything but normal and usual in this place, you just happen to meet someone who has quite a… Different life than normal people here.” I had to sigh as I took out my phone and dialed a certain number.

She almost immediately picked up:

“Hey… It’s me.”

“…” No answer, but that was to be expected.

“So… I might have two people here who could interest you.”

“…” Again, none. But I knew she was listening.

“So… Care to meet us in about half an hour on the usual place?”

“Understood.” And she hung up.

Well then, that settled it. I looked at the two time-travelers, Sliders, whatever they may be, “Just follow me, okay? I can assure you that this person might bring you some clarity to this.” 

[sos-lackey]

fatedstories:

of course they never met but occasionally bumped into each other from time to time in the hallways at school but that’s all. the reason he decided to approach kyon was out of boredom and curiosity which is a bad habit of his but then again a little spice in life won’t harm right? “so are you going to steal a tv here?” of course he was joking but who knows what haruhi would make him do. though as much of a crazy girl he thinks she is he doubts she would be dumb to try and steal a shop or make someone do that dirty work.

“so what you looking here for?” a tv? some dvd? he doesn’t know after all this is an electronics shop so they have any kind of device they could use for something. “need any advice for them?”

“Steal?!” I stared at him in shock. Is that really what people believe Haruhi would do?! Well, I would… But that was besides the point: “N-No… Just… Well Haruhi…” I hesitated, well a small ‘bending’ of the truth would be acceptable, right? “…’bought’ a TV here and I am here to pick it up, nothing more.” She decided that it was very important for the Brigade now anyway and why should I ever deny our dear Brigade Leader?

I did sigh though as she looked at him: “I know how the SOS Brigade is known throughout the school and I must admit, that about half of the rumors that circulate there are true, but still… It is actually quite nice. Just… Really… Really… Tiring...”

[sos-lackey]

redmaster-blueprogram:

“Well, I’m not really sure what I am, exactly…”

“But the alien, oh, I was hoping to find out why she was here! She didn’t talk much though, but there must be something she likes about you if she’s keeping in contact with you! So, how did you manage to find yourself playing buddy-buddy with an alien?”

Of course I could see the sadness in her eyes, though it was still strange that I had to stare at a phone screen to interact with someone who was “inside” it.

“A-Ah… Well…” But ‘luckily’ I did not really have to react to that, as the girl actually changed topics, sparing me from the embarrassment of finding the right words. 

“L-Like me?” Why was I getting embarrassed now because of that, damn it! “N-No… You get it wrong. We are simply friends who came to have to spend time together due to certain circumstances.” Ah…Well… She is probably going to ask what these were, “A-And I can’t really tell you which one. Why don’t you tell me a bit about yourself instead?”

[sos-lackey]

ask-asuka-x-shinji:

He really didn’t know what Shinji was talking about did he though!? that.. that had to be impossible didn’t it? Everyone from Tokyo 3 to here had actually liquified and Shinji really didn’t understand, and really he was getting more and more scared. Something was wrong, Ayanami, Ayanami would have an idea as to what was happening wouldn’t she? She wouldn’t be this scared about this. For now all he could do was focus on what was happening right now right? Haruhi Suzumiya? From the way he said it she sounded important, but really the name didn’t mean anything to him, but again besides the people who Misato and Kensuke talked about he wasn’t really good with important people or current events. 

“Is she a scientist? Someone from the UN? Asuka? Have you ever heard of someone named Suzumiya?” 

The redhead was a little too preoccupied to respond she had walked off a few feet to look at a flower. Something was wrong of course and she had finally figured something concrete out, this flower she remembers that it’s extinct. It hadn’t survived 2nd Impact. She shouldn’t be seeing one after third… she flips back around and aims her good eye into one of Kyon’s. 

“Hält die Klappe! You didn’t answer our question! What is this place!” 

Well these two seemed as confused as I am. The boy even seemed somewhat frightened. I had a very bad feeling when I focused my gaze upon them. If only Nagato would be here. She would have probably already analyzed them and able to tell if they were some new form of Alien, Sliders or Time-Travellers. But unfortunately, I did not have some form of superscanner implanted in me and therefore I only saw two middleschoolers in front of me, visibly confused.

“W-Well… No… She is just Haruhi.” It seems like they were telling the truth, not that I am that good on finding out if someone lies to me, anyway. But before I could say anything else, the girl suddenly shouted at me. What was that first part? German? French? Or some other language? I have no idea, okay! But I think it might be german, right? French sounds a bit more elegant after all...

“Well you are currently in the city…” A train stormed by, almost gulping down my words, but luckily they could probably make out the name I just mentioned, “… And my name is…” Oh great, another train. But again, they probably understood my name, “… But most people call me Kyon.” 

“W-Well… Anyway. Who are you guys then?”

[sos-lackey]

redmaster-blueprogram:

“I’m Ene! I mailed myself to you using your friend Nagato’s phone! I gotta say, you’re already way more fun to talk to than her!”

“Now, why don’t I take a look at some of the files you’re keeping on here? I’m sure a healthy teenage boy of your ilk needs to keep himself ‘entertained’, no?”

“Y-You what? Nagato? So you do know her?” Well, I can understand that it cannot be actual ‘fun’ ‘talking’ to Nagato, but still… Why am I even relating to some girl on my phone?! 

“And what do you think you are doing!” Not like there was something worthwile looking into. The only thing I would never want someone to find out digitally would be the hidden Asahina folder I have on the brigade computer, but other than that, nothing! Still, it was everything but pleasant knowing that whoever that was, could see everything that was on my phone, like my contacts and messages! 

“Stop that! You still did not answer me what you are and what did you talk about with Nagato?!”

[sos-lackey]

ask-asuka-x-shinji:

That was.. that was probably the normal response.. to the two of them starring for that moment they must have been. But.. none of this made any sense did it?  No, it really didn’t,, last night when they had made their camp outside of the city.. it was like it had been… dead… all dead… but today it looked like everything here was back to normal.. and whoever this guy was.. had what was probably the bad luck of being the first person they found… they needed to figure out where here is? It seemed.. it seemed too normal to think that they had ‘died’ but…

“I’m sorry.. it’s just.. I don’t understand.. how are you still alive? What is this place…exactly?” Shinji replied after another moment. He really wasn’t sure how to phrase that.. and really there wasn’t an easy way to ask, but this entire place was just weird, in how normal it all seemed. 

What the hell? They seemed as confused as I am right now? What crazy situations did I brought myself into again? Why did I have the feeling that this was some kind of premonition? 

“H-How am I still alive? What kind of question is that?” Okay, this definitely are either crazy kids, or Haruhi had again somehow done something crazy without knowing that she did, “You two may not know someone called Suzumiya Haruhi by any chance?” It doesn’t hurt to ask, after all...

[sos-lackey]

fatedstories:

he sometimes wonders why he has so much free time but then he remembers he doesn’t participate in any school clubs so he just sighs. around this time students would be still at school doing their club activities while he walks around the market looking for something to buy or just look around and keep his mind busy. little he knew he would meet with someone that could actually spark up his life a little. walking over the electronics store he saw someone familiar. he heard rumors about him. wasn’t him that crazy girl’s lackey? being in a different class he doesn’t get much info about it but he heard enough to tell he was the guy that always is running around behind haruhi suzumiya, the eccentric girl who goes out there seeking for the impossible.

yuuji approached him casually. they were on the same year in high school but he was in another class but the casual way he approached kyon would make anyone believe they are acquaintances. “aren’t you suzumiya’s lackey? are you running crazy errands for her again?” he said as he was curious about kyon being on the store.

It would really be to no surprise, that my name was muttered along with the rest of the Brigade. It seems that my initial wish to be a nobody in the school with only a couple friends was long gone and to be honest about this: I do not care. Well I do not care as much as I would if I hadn’t come to certain realizations. But it did not bother me as much as I used to think it would have. Maybe it was just all the crazy stuff that I experienced already and when I compare it to people thinking that I am some form of slave of Haruhi’s I could simply shrug and say: 

“Well you aren’t wrong.”

Because It just became such an unimportant thing to worry about. It’s not like I enjoy being Haruhi’s lackey or anything. No, I’d rather have that gone. But if I’d have to give up all the other things that came along with it, I wouldn’t even consider it for a second anymore. I enjoy my life with the Brigade. Not only would every day maybe show up with some new crazy adventure, I also got three cute and beautiful girls keeping me company, including the wonderful angel Asahina Mikuru, the goddess I would trust my life to, Nagato Yuki and don’t forget Suzumiya Haruhi herself with no adjective that could really describe her. Ah, and there is also Koizumi and as much as I complained about him, I could simply not imagine a life in the Brigade without him, which I could even remotely like. And it’s not like he is bad looking. Okay, maybe I’ll just stop there.

In the meantime, I have already reached the electronics store, but before I could even go to the clerk, I got stopped along the way.

“A-Ah…” Another North High student? I did remember that face, but it was more like a face I only saw once or twice a week in the hallways of our school. I have never spoken to him, nor did I know his name, “W-Well… Yes. It seems that way?” What other thing was I supposed to say. Usually, my schoolmates wouldn’t even really bother speaking to me about this topic.

[sos-lackey]

redmaster-blueprogram:

How did Ene find this boy? Well, that alien girl had a very small contact list, so anybody she did have added must have been very interesting people themselves. That was Ene’s logic at any rate. When she actually reached the number she singled out, she instead found a boy who greatly resembled her master.

“Oh, no need to be scared! I’m just your friendly neighborhood-”

“…Huh. How about that?”

What the hell? What was that? A girl in my phone? Was that Nagato’s doing? Or some other Interface this Data Integration Thought Thingy thought about? Or was it something Haruhi unwillingly created again after seeing some anime or playing some game? 

“W-Who are you? HHow did you get in there?!” I asked, not believing myself that I am talking like that. Well… Maybe people are only believing that I am talking to my phone, right? It would not be that incorrect after all, right? They will never believe I am crazy, right?

[sos-lackey]

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“S-So…” I looked at the two of them, scratching the back of my head? Why was it always itchy whenever I felt uncomfortable? But how these two middleschoolers stared at me like that did make me feel like that. I gulped and then said, trying to manage a cheery voice, but failing miserably at it:

“C-Can I help you with something?”

[sos-lackey]

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“What the hell?” I exclaimed as I looked down on my phone. It seemed to act funny and even after I hit it several times it did not seem to work better. From where did even the superstition start that electronics would work again if you hit them? And why do I still keep hitting it, even though it clearly did not help anything at all.

And the moment some girl showed up on its screen with a resolution that was not befitting for what my phone was able to do at all, I jumped so much, I’d almost threw it agains the wall:

“W-What?!”