I take it you got to see them in person. How exciting.
[ Only an obnoxious oenophile would name themselves after one of the most infamously expensive red wines in all of France. Since that narrows the suspect pool down considerably he doesn't need three guesses to deduce who he's speaking to.
All his tinkering and chat-jumping has apparently paid off, leading Dazai straight to the one person he's been itching to torment since finding out they were brought here too. ]
Then again... Doesn't it seem a bit odd, seeing giant war machines standing around?
Personally speaking, I wonder why our magnanimous saviors have the kind of weapons that could probably level cities.
Maybe even planets.
[ He's not really asking for a run-down of Chuuya's experience meeting every gundam otaku's wildest wet-dream. More like he's trying to get a feel for anything the mafioso might have caught a whiff of, in terms of danger. Or if he'd seen any obvious weapons, explosives and the like on the anthropomorphized tanks. ]
Me? I'm-
No one special. We might not even run into each other.
[ He debates his chances of being allowed anonymity upfront, dawdling until postponing an introduction any further would raise suspicious red flags. Knowing Chuuya's penchant for socializing those odds loiter in the negatives. So Dazai caves, resorting to the mindless kind of customary formalities people freely fling around to complete strangers. ]
But if you'd like to put a name to a 'voice' : Tsushima Shūji.
[ A name he's never so much as uttered before seems like a good choice. ]
[ Omage ] + Less than random meetings
I take it you got to see them in person. How exciting.
[ Only an obnoxious oenophile would name themselves after one of the most infamously expensive red wines in all of France. Since that narrows the suspect pool down considerably he doesn't need three guesses to deduce who he's speaking to.
All his tinkering and chat-jumping has apparently paid off, leading Dazai straight to the one person he's been itching to torment since finding out they were brought here too. ]
Then again... Doesn't it seem a bit odd, seeing giant war machines standing around?
Personally speaking, I wonder why our magnanimous saviors have the kind of weapons that could probably level cities.
Maybe even planets.
[ He's not really asking for a run-down of Chuuya's experience meeting every gundam otaku's wildest wet-dream. More like he's trying to get a feel for anything the mafioso might have caught a whiff of, in terms of danger. Or if he'd seen any obvious weapons, explosives and the like on the anthropomorphized tanks. ]
Me? I'm-
No one special. We might not even run into each other.
[ He debates his chances of being allowed anonymity upfront, dawdling until postponing an introduction any further would raise suspicious red flags. Knowing Chuuya's penchant for socializing those odds loiter in the negatives. So Dazai caves, resorting to the mindless kind of customary formalities people freely fling around to complete strangers. ]
But if you'd like to put a name to a 'voice' : Tsushima Shūji.
[ A name he's never so much as uttered before seems like a good choice. ]