《Every Second with You // Luxiem & Noctyx》{Noctyx Quarters}
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Update// I changed from timeline 1920's to 1969 once I found a clip of Mysta revealing the year his lore actually took place in. Again, errands are starting for me so dates will be PRETTY slow-
Fulgur was originally part of the regime as the first model to have realistic features of a human, yet still made out of steel unlike the red men- making him be categorized as a "cyborg" than an android. Now, he actually works as an archivist- One of his alternative abilities are making Legatus android clones- like him but in helmets and the all metal body suit. Just someone who is working against the android regime.
As Fulgur explains much clearer despite of the ice pack he was using for his cheek where Yugo just punched- The DJ is now entirely calm around the cyborg.
"You may ask me questions." Fulgur adds, "You seem to be confused by the looks of your face."
"Does that mean you know where Ike is all this time?"
"I believe yes-" Fulgur responds honestly. "He have told me a lot about you- I often communicate with him as he was at the present timeline while I was supposed to look after you...-"
"But why didn't he tell me about you..?"
"It was meant to be a secret at first,,, It was safer at that moment that no one else must know my identity while I'm at our home timeline- it'll blow my spy cover." Fulgur bitterly explains, before looking Yugo in the eye.
"I'm not following,,,-" Sonny says unsurely. Fulgur sighs before untying Sonny- The others are about to stop him until the cyborg slaps Sonny on the face a floating hologram- some kind of report....?
"This is the proof that Ike got framed by someone for committing that Twitter crime-"
"....." Sonny was now holding the hologram tablet as his eyes move left to right-
That's when his brain starts processing things.
"So- ...Eveland is innocent." Sonny now notes.
"He doesn't even use Twitter much-" Yugo adds with half-lidded eyes and an exhausted tone, dumping more logic.
"So the android regime lied..." The VSF now realizes, concluding a fact the others didn't know besides Fulgur.
"Lied???" Yugo says, "Are you saying they were involved into that case???"
"Yes." Sonny replies, seriously disappointed, "They originally the ones who first reported the crime before we do... But they didn't seem to be as specific with the possible act of framing the Novelist into that case- as that evidence was then seeing to be intended to be hidden."
"Androids..." Yugo groans, about to flip a table but he's now planning for some kinds of murder plans for the regime. As he's aware that the androids do know of Yugo's peers and certain connections.
"No matter if they have me "taken out"- Exterminating me wasn't enough...."
"...I'm so sorry." These are the only things the officer can say as he places a hand on the DJ's shoulder, as they are actually sincere and filled with guilt. Yugo merely nods in response.
"Well- At least I get to finally meet you in person- surprisingly in one piece..." Fulgur adds to the artist, still quite impressed that Ike's determined thought is actually right all along.
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"Of course I am-" Yugo confirms until he realizes something, remembering about being first isekai'ed, "Don't tell me that Ike thought I died-"
"He didn't seem to take it lightly the last time I called him-" Fulgur replies, "However, I learned that he knows you very well- so he pretty much doubt that you weren't exactly "dead"."
Hearing from him, it makes the DJ feel slightly relieved.
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"Hey, can I talk to you for a moment?" Fulgur calls out Alban, who nods as they both go to a room together as the others are in the living room.
"Do you know a girl named Y/N?" Fulgur asks suddenly.
"Y-You really know her???" Alban quickly approaches Fulgur, now his turn to grab him by the collar but much more firmly than harshly.
"H-How is she...?!"
The cyborg chuckles as he pats the short one's arms to calm him down, "...You look familiar-" Fulgur then points out as he scrutinizes Alban's appearance as if he just remembered something, "What's your name..?"
"...Alban..." The Phantom Thief replies, slight skeptical.
A thought crosses on the cyborg's mind, making him see a revelation, "Alban Knox???"
"O-Oh???"
"Ah-" Fulgur starts, "Ike mentioned about Y/N-San having a traveling companion before- brunette hair, has heterochromiac, cat-like features, orange and black clothing, and is known as Alban Knox...."
Alban was speechless. Nonetheless, Fulgur continues as he take out a neatly folded piece of paper.
"I think this is meant to be for you... Ike requested me to give this to you on behalf of Y/N-San." The Cyborg calmly says as he hands the folder paper.
Alban was half-unsure at first. However, since Fulgur said it was from you, he doesn't bother to think for a moment before unfolding the paper while feeling slight anxious, even if he is aware that the paper has no trap in it.
Once he opens it, he sees the drawing of him you gave to Ike before. The one that pictured him at the Convenience Store-
The place where he first met you...
Then Fulgur adds a bit, "She has been worried sick about you the entire time... Hoping you can come back to her."
Alban becomes silent once again- Before Fulgur can question if he's alright due to the unusual silent demeanor, tears start to slowly fall from the Thief's eyes as he finds himself now thinking deeply of you-
He now knows that you have been thinking about him ever since...-
"I...-" Alban quietly whispers.
His face is blank but the tears that are falling says something else, as he keeps looking at the drawing so longingly. He starts to trace the curves and the lines of the face you drew so passionately on the paper.
"Yin...."
Fulgur can only pat him on the shoulder quietly until few minutes after, "Ike-San was able to make Y/N-San go back to the present timeline to where he was at-"
"Was...?" Alban says.
"He departed to his original timeline." Fulgur ends the sentence.
"...?!"
"They both made it clear that they should stay at their respective timelines- in order for the time traveling to not get into another loop once again."
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"I certainly missed a lot- d*mn,,,," The catboy mutters, "So they did finished fixing the time machine's issue..."
"Definitely."
"Do you know where Y/N is?"
"Of course- which is pretty much miles away... I was on my way to her location-" Fulgur responds as he raises his wrist where a tiny monitor screen is showing, sweatdropping, "However- the sensors keep glitching different locations since the moment I hear gunshots firing...."
"Oof-" Alban whimpers slightly, "what do we do now...?"
"I must stay in one place for now until the thing functions and stay in one moving dot only-" Fulgur certainly says, looking outside. "I'll have to find the nearest hotel here and then we can meet up he-"
"Actually, why don't you stay here with us?" Alban offers. "I know this place is supposed to be secret- but the fact that we're from the same timeline and are in a similar situation makes us pretty much like a group we must stick to as one."
"...Is that really alright???"
"Of course! I think is best to stay in a big group- this timeline is too complicated to face with by yourself."
Fulgur was honestly speechless by such thoughtful offer, pausing for a moment to process. He usually gets called out rudely for looking similar as an android except Ike or you- but then, he realizes that there are some people who doesn't seem to act the same case...-
"I may not need company to defend myself- but thanks, bro."
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Fulgur quickly takes out the complex device that allows him to call the Novelist no matter the different timeline. He switches the antenna to "1969" before pressing the call button on Ike's profile.
"Here" The cyborg tells to the DJ, handing it to him before walking away so the two guys can have some space to talk with one another.
.....
"Hello?" A soft, familiar voice responds, "Did anything happened?"
"Ike-sensei...?" Yugo says.
"...." The voice from the other line got silent for a bit before he responds, "Yugo...? Is that you?" The voice gush, now surprised but in an immense relief manner, "Thank goodness...."
"Y-Yes...!" Yugo says as he nods, lightly crying his tears out. "I'm okay..."
"I knew you're still alive, my apprentice." The Novelist whispers, who is found to be leaning on the phone as he watches Mysta and Luca nap on his house's couch while Vox was sitting on an armchair from the corner of his room. Ike then turns back to the call. "There's so much I need to tell you...-"
"And I'll say the same here-" Yugo replies, huffing the front of his hair to make it move away from his radius of sight.
"No, you may go first- I wish to know what happened to you if that's a way to convince you." Ike insist, as his tone notably hints a big concern and curiosity.
As the blue duo were chatting through phone, the other four guys are at the living room. Preparing Sonny and Fulgur's rooms as they tidy them slightly for now.
"Oh right- I was about to name my cat crew something- they're literally a big family after." Alban points out as he pushes a cabinet as he spots one of the tiny cats laying on top of the cabinet.
"Right, they're almost as many as the entire VSF recruitment..." Sonny sweatdrops as he sees so many cats from one corner of his clear eyes, watching them somehow help the boys clean around the apartment as well by sweeping, moping and undusting no matter the size of their paws.
"Takaradachi!" Alban responds with a certain tone, "They're pretty much like a konbini employee,,,,"
"Takaradachi....?" Fulgur questions, "but not gonna lie, you really do look like a konbini guy-"
"I KNOW RIGHT???" Uki and Sonny exclaims, making the catboy merely chuckling in concern.
"Cleaning all the floors in this building will be pretty tiring,,,- but I think 5 men, 300 takaradachis, and a 25-floor wide building won't be a problem-" Alban says quite confidently as he looks at the window.
"Ah... Not sure if we'll make it before a week passes though-" Uki says, "The many things I want to remodel here-"
"Oh, don't worry." Sonny says as he takes out a communicative device, "I can call for backup to help out-"
Meaning by backup, it means Sonny's VSF troops.
Which makes Alban's guard go up immediately.
"NYONYONYO-" Alban exclaims to Sonny pleadingly while making a small X out of his gloved fingers, making the commander internally think of him as adorable without thinking, "No more police! We have wanted "criminals" here, remember that!!!"
"Ah- Don't worry, I'll make sure they won't do anything to you guys..." Sonny assures with a smile until his voice slowly turns dark.
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"Good job, boys- 4 more furniture boxes to go!" Sonny exclaims with a pleased tone.
"Hai, TAICHOU!!!" The poor 50 soldiers respond determinedly but exhaustedly after carrying like 340 into the tall building-
"...At least Sonny did kept his words when he said he won't do anything but listen to the Taichou".
Yugo quietly comments to Uki who was beside him while sweatdropping, but pauses anyway to eagerly see that his composer tools are not setup into his room by the sight of blue boxes now coming in- you can see stars in his eyes.
"How is the elevator, handsome?" Uki asks to the cyborg who seems so focused on adjusting the circuit box with added gears and modifications for areas that were damaged. The light-haired man was humming and scratching his chin before pushing one switch, now turning the elevator lights on.
"Doing great over here- thanks!"
"Alban...?"
Uki turns to see Alban already working on making a small souvenir simulates a mini konbini store for the Takaradachi cats.
"Yep! Doing purrrfect here!" Alban exclaims happily as he aggressively punching the nail with a hammer despite still wearing a ">:3" look. Also having a few cats resting on his head and shoulders with a chill manner.
"Good to know." Uki smiles before entering to his room, now remembering that he has to install a couple of lava lamps, fish tanks, and a big aquarium tank for his room.
The boys are pretty much just now getting busy and preparing, until they get to be ready to see you once again...
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