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[hopefragment]

hi

i'm hajime hinata. from japan, earth. probably the most significant thing about it is a really prominent high school called hope's peak, known worldwide for cultivating talent, so if you've heard of it, that's something we have in common at least.

that's really not why i'm trying out this posting thing, though. i mean, you've all been thinking about it, right? what we're supposed to do now? nobody's in charge here. there aren't any objectives to clear. there aren't even any rules.

do we just... live here? is that supposed to be enough? are we supposed to solve the mystery of what happened on this station before we can go home, like some kind of stupid murder-mystery dinner?

i guess what i'm trying to get at is... yeah, what i said before. what do we do now? i've had enough of weird processed food and pulling open the walls in search of voices to get nothing but wires and stuff i don't understand.

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[ryuji]

[Because Ryuji doesn't understand free-time events, but he does understand confidant social links and these nerds are about to form one.

Ryuji moves over to grab a pool net and proffers it out for the other take a hold of.]

Every time you say you're untalented, we're gonna find something you're good at. We'll start with pool cleaning.

[Taking matters into his own hands, of course. That's the only way Ryuji knows how to get shit done.]

And besides. It'll be fun to swim around here once it's all taken care of. You'd like that too, right? Maybe you're a star swimmer and don't even know it.

[Get paddlin', kid.]

[hopefragment]

[He's grabbing that net. Let's fish some junk out of the pool!]

...Seriously?

[Is that what this is about? Hajime can't help but frown at him, a little exasperated.]

I already know I'm not talented. Doing stuff like this won't change anything, you know.

[ryuji]

[Don't frown at him, he's weak to those sort of things.

Shoulders slumping, he goes to pick up a net himself.]

Seriously.

[There's so much crap to sift through, though. Holy shit. How did it get this bad? How the fuck does algae grow in space? WHAT MONSTER COULD DO THIS?]

It's all about perspective, anyway. [Thinks about it for a minute- he probably needs to derail from this train of thought.]

And what better perspective is there than sitting around in swim trunks looking like a million bucks and sittin' poolside. Lemme see those abs! [Dumps a bit of the gross into a nearby bucket.]

[hopefragment]

[What "perspective?" Hajime just gives him a bit of a weird look, because perspective has nothing to do with it. The scouts from Hope's Peak are the only people whose opinions matter re: talent. If they never scouted him, it's because he doesn't have any talent.

He's opening his mouth to try to explain this when Ryuji comments on his abs, and he chokes a little in startled exasperation.]

Oi, oi, lets worry about that after the pool is clean.

[THEN they can worry about taking their clothes off.

He's still dragging the net through the water, but he's trying to think if there's any easier way to do that as he hauls it up and-- oh my god, that's disgusting. Horrifically gross. And the smell...]

Do you think there's like... cleaning chemicals we could try to dump in here?

[ryuji]

[Hinata has way, way too many opportunities to ask people to drop those jimmies. Either way, Ryuji notices the other grabbing a particularly vile piece of swamp ass in his net, and grimaces.

Shit, this is absolutely more than he bargained for. Pools are meant to be fun, not this amount of wretched work. And when the smell hits him, he leans his net against the floor and covers his mouth and nose.

Oh god. This was a noble thing to do- taking one for the entire station, but sometimes, offering aid and being a chump is too close in actuality.]

Somebleachwouldbereallygoodrightnow. [Takes in a breath.]

Shit.

[hopefragment]

[Can't they just skip to the part where some nice station roombas have already cleaned the pool so they can have a nice, relaxing pool party.

He gags, dropping the net in the closest bucket. This is the worst punishment ever?? Note to self, be careful using words around Ryuji.]

There has to be some with like, the tools and stuff. Right?

Maybe we can drain some of the water... unless you think that'd be even worse.

[ryuji]

[No, because relaxing never feels nearly as good when there was nothing done to be tired of in the first place. This is an accomplishment! They're going to save the station.

The previous inhabitants of this place must've meant they screwed up by not keeping this place up to code. That was probably what killed them all. Swamp monster aliens that laid their eggs in here.

Okay, he can't do this anymore. He takes a step back from the bucket to stop inhaling the righteous smell of the top layer just piled up in a bucket.]

Gonna assume the drain is down there. Y'know. Beneath that water.

Let's go find some cleaning supplies.