super high school level gathering [closed / dangans]
To say that the mass exodus of the students of Hope’s Peak Academy to this city had no effect on the Super High School Level Heir would be an absolute lie. While Togami had no interest at all in catching up with his former peers, the fact that they were in this city meant something. It meant that they were alive. The perfect example of the walking dead. And he wanted to know why.
Of course, that was not his only concern. Meeting the nurse and the mechanic was also eye opening. There had been a second set of students at Hope’s Peak, who had probably gone through similar events as Togami’s own. And the few that he met seemed to know him. The heir needed to know where they came from. Why they recognized him like that.
So, Togami had a few… volunteers… from Hive City’s branch of the Togami Conglomerate put a few flyers up around town. Instead of the usual advertising gambit, they all held a single message.
To the Students of Hope’s Peak Academy:
Come to the park in Sector oo6 at noon. There is much to discuss.
Byakuya Togami
If he was really the connecting factor for both classes, the students would follow the heir’s instructions. And thus, Byakuya Togami waited. Seated on a park bench, he waited for the rest of the students to arrive.
Talk about a field trip.
Byakuya Togami
A name that Gundam had heard and spoken many times, but had not had a chance to use to address the man who owned it while in this trash heap of a civilization. Unfortunate, as he had quite a few questions to ask the Super High-School Level heir.
Needless to say, finding the flyer hanging on a post as he breezed past on one of his daily walks had been quite a stroke of luck. After tearing it down and memorizing the location, he had folded the paper and shoved it in his pocket, already heading towards the set meeting place, purple trailing behind him.
Already scanning around once leather hit one of the many stone pathways that lined the park's interior, he was a bit confused, forehead crinkling in thought.
That was...strange. Togami was never one to absent nor late to a meeting, considering his status and personality, so why was there so sight of him? He would be frankly very easy to spot, what with his large girth and white attire, but the only other person here was-
......
Non-existent brows furrowing as he carefully regarded the man on the bench, he found himself slowly approaching, facial features becoming more and more familiar the closer he got. There was no mistaking that face; yet, he was a thin as a pencil. Certainly not the man that Gundam was thinking of. Still, the similarities were too large to ignore, and he found himself right in front of the blonde, a few silent seconds passing before he opened his mouth. The word that came out was both a statement and a question.
"....Togami?"
