MEANWHILE, IN THE VERY RECENT PAST

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Characters: THE DUDES OF ROOM 1-14, and I guess whoever passes by? :|a
Setting: Room 1-14, before this thread on the network.
Format: Prose, but we can action if you guys want! Whatever works bros.
Summary: Minato is such a lucky guy to have such wonderful roomies.
Warnings: Language, idk what else. WE SHALL SEE.

After falling down a flight of stairs with an unconscious Sollux in tow, Karkat could only assume he'd knocked himself out on the landing. Even worse, when he finally woke up, he couldn't move. Had he managed to fucking paralyze himself in the fall? Because that would be just wonderful.

Wait, no. After those dreadful minutes of sleep paralysis, his eyelids finally obeyed him enough to open and reveal--SURPRISE--a gray ceiling. He sat up slowly hands digging into the soft padded thing he was laying on. What the hell was he doing on a human bed? A glance to the rest of the room assured him that he wasn't alone, if the sound of breathing hadn't already given that away.

This wasn't the troll's hideout on the Veil. Things were too clean, too tidy. No random piles of useless shit as far as he could see. There hadn't been a room like this, either, not that he remembered.

So, where was this? Did Jack arrive and stick them in some random place instead of kill them? Seemed highly unlikely, considering the bastard's glee for killing.

"Fuck, does this mean I'm dead?" He looked at his hands, as if they held the answer to his questions, unsurprisingly finding no such thing.

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Minato watches this occur with a mild amount of honest curiosity. So he had a pet. ... This man had just claimed--no, outright stated, in fact, that he was a piece of land, as if it were glaringly obvious? Well, not wanting to dwell on how odd he found this topic, Minato decided that now that they knew one another and if they were going to be roommates, he might as well get to know this person. And that would start with continuing to speak with them, he supposed.

What could it hurt?

"... There's a large library and a maze, but it's full of dangerous animals from what I've gathered. They seem to also ask some of us to do jobs for them here, but they're very demanding and dangerous. As far as I'm aware, we'll probably have to make our own entertainment."

It was simple fact at this point that he was an easily pleased person. He'd been spending a lot of time in the library and talking to others, as well as generally people-watching, so it wasn't hard for him to be placated as well as pick up information.

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"Fun." Gilbert grumbled but was too distracted by digging around in his trunk for what he hand in there. A moment later he stood up with a large hat with a proud red and while series of plumes coming off the back of it.
"Awesome, I have my old uniforms!" Any previous discussion was ignored after that as he dug around for his treasures. Which mostly consisted of alcohol and weapons.

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Minato isn't really bothered. He'll let the conversation go as it will, after all. Interruption was never particularly his style, and that seemed to make Gilbert happy, didn't it? He had no reason to interject.

Though he is, admittedly, curious as to what sort of history Prussia had. Though he wasn't sure if now was the proper time to ask about it.

"They were able to give us some of our things on short notice, it would seem."

It was better than nothing, since he would have admittedly been bothered had he not had his Evoker and things.