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Has anyone seen a monkey in the forest?

[Unsigned, unusually for Touma, because this feels insane.]

[PM TO DANNY MASTERS]
Hello Danny, The results from your allergy test have finally arrived. Please come to my office at your earliest convenience so we can discuss them in person. Touma H. Norstein

[ACTION for Tom and Chase, hideously backdated to August 29th]
[Three boys plus Wednesday night in Balamb plus booze. WHAT COULD POSSIBLY GO WRONG?]

I'm flattered, and thankful, but one's twenty-first birthday isn't a big deal in either of my cultures. [He has said this many times.] Or even here, considering the legal age for most things is eighteen.

[He whines, but Touma is actually having a pretty good time! Despite being a wine guy (#euro life) and thus making faces at every beer they make him try.]

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Too bad, dude, you got out-voted on this one. We're getting wasted! Woo!

[Tom chuckles softly before he finishes off his beer - and promptly orders another one.] Chase's right. We didn't get the chance to throw you a proper party when you turned eighteen, so we're making it up now.

[A bit of a snort.] I had a proper party - though it wasn't anything like this.

[Yeah, Touma's not really touching his beer at the moment. IT'S GROSS, GUYS.]

Then it wasn't a proper party.

Come on, drink up. It won't kill you.

It's just one beer, Norstein. [He grins, nudging Touma's beer closer to him.]

We're not gonna buy you one of those frou-frou drinks unless you give that a try.

[SIGH.] Ten gil you don't find one that's even tolerable.

[Drink.

[This face.]

We get you shitfaced enough, everything will be tolerable! [Takes a swig.]

[That face will never get old.

Tom chuckles, taking another sip of his beer.] I'll take that bet and double it. You'll owe us 20 gil by the time all's said and done.

Each? [Let's be real here: He can afford it. He's just fussing on principle.] I doubt you'll get me drunk enough to put up with more than a taste of these drinks. Your collective taste is appalling.

Dude aren't you supposed to be a gajillionaire? That should be chump change.

Oh don't say that, my buddy back home was a bartender. I know all the good stuff. [Motions for a Tequila. Yes, he's playing dirty.]

[Tom smirks.] Yes, each.

If you don't like the tequila, then we'll just move onto the next category. You'll have to like something - and it's not gonna be the wine.

I don't have my family's money here. [But he'll stare balefully at the tequila.]

Isn't there supposed to be lemon involved? Gaomon was telling me about a film he watched...

A damn shame, that.

Tell Gaomon life isn't like the movies. If it was I would have gotten laid waaaay before I did. With a male cheerleader.

...Then my parents would have caught us and damn that would have been awkward...

But the cheerleader would've been worth it, right? [Tom flashes Chase a grin.] They're always worth it - and if not them, the athletes weren't that bad either.

If they weren't too busy giving each other concussions, at least.

[A snort.] I had a friend like that, who probably had one too many concussions in my not-so-professional opinion. [It's said so fondly, though...]

My sister was a cheerleader. She'd kill you if she heard you say it's not a sport. Have you seen all those flips and shit they have to do?

Don't think we haven't noticed you ignoring that tequila, buddy.

Hey, I wasn't totally dissing them. [Except he was.] Your sister must've been cool, but I knew at least five jerks for every decent one on the squad.

[He nudges the tequila closer.] Just one sip - then we can move onto other good stuff.

I didn't know any; you've got one up on me.

[Sip.

[Scowl.] Next.

My sister's a huge bitch, but she could kick your ass.

Hey, you barely tried it! But fine, fine... Your turn, Bronson.

Werepanther and all?

[He grabs a lager, imported straight from Timber, before handing it to Touma.] This one.

[Touma chuckles.] Cheerleader versus werepanther... I'd like to see that.

[He eyes Tom balefully as he drinks. This is a look of "I will end you."]

Oh, sure! I actually have some free time right now, so I'll be right there!

-Danny

[And as promised, Danny is knocking on the door to Touma's office about five minutes after the message is sent.]

[Touma opens the door, momentarily looking a little troubled before he smooths it over.] Danny, please have a seat.

[Closing the door behind him, he sits behind his desk, picking up some papers - Danny's results and the accompanying letter.]

Please don't be offended by this question; I only ask because I want to be sure I'm giving you appropriate healthcare and don't inadvertently harm you.

[Pause.]

What species are you?

Uhhhhhhh.

[what.

what.]

Uhhh...

H-human...? I don't...why?

[Well. That kind of reaction, he's pretty sure Danny's not trying to cover something up.]

The reason your allergy test reactions took so long is because your DNA isn't entirely human. I had them run the test a few times and even went out to check their procedure myself, and - it's probably easier to look at.

[He pulls up a photo on his computer and swings the monitor around to face Danny.] This is what a normal human DNA strand looks like...

[And he slides forth one of the papers.] This is yours.

I had your results looked at by another doctor as well, and he suggested there are parts of your DNA that almost resemble certain species of monster on this world, but monsters here aren't that infectious, and they also weren't any species found around Balamb nor most places we've vacationed by.

[Touma peers at Danny seriously.]

You're sure you're not a metahuman or anything?

[It would explain things like that unfortunate wall incident.]

Wh--what?

[His voice is small. He expected a lot of potential things to come out of this meeting but this was not on that list.]

N-no, of course not!

I-I mean, I guess...I can do small things like sometimes put my hand through a wall, but...I-I didn't think...

Are you sure?

[He takes the paper showing his DNA and stares between it and the computer screen with the normal DNA example. He can't really understand what's on the paper, but he does see that, somehow, there is a difference.]

[Gently:] Most humans can't do that, Danny. I, for one, can't, unless I'm actually breaking the wall. [Which, with digisoul, is actually easier than he makes it sound, but that's neither here nor there.

[If Danny will let him, he'll move the paper so that it's down on the desk. Come on, kiddo, look at him here.] Danny, listen: There's nothing wrong with not being entirely human, no matter what some of the kids here would have you believe. Alright?

It just means we have to tread carefully with your treatment, which we were already doing. And, unfortunately, it also means we don't know about any possible allergies, because the usual patterns for allergies aren't in your DNA.

I...I just...

[As Touma moves the paper down to the desk, Danny ends up looking him in the face.]

I don't understand...! How is this--how is it even possible?

Why didn't I know?

Let me tell you about a friend of mine. [His tone's still calm and a valiant attempt at soothing.] He's not completely human either, what they call meta-human on his world, and he had no idea until he was absolutely terrified. I'm told meta-humans' powers first activate as a response to life or death situations.

It's possible that whatever you are works similarly, in that it's been lying more or less dormant.

[was Danny supposed to be able to relate to that? Because he can't relate to that at all.]

But I--I-I've always been able to do that! I didn't know it was because I'm not--

...I-is this why I keep melting?

[Nah, not really; Touma's last point about this being dormant was his main point, as a reason why Danny didn't know.]

It might be. The melting's only been in high stress situations, correct?

What? What kind of monkey?

-Inspector Lt. Furor

[Good. Question.]

I wasn't told a species.

Then how do you know it wasn't one of the people here?

[You all look alike :\]

I don't, but given the person looking was outside of Garden, they might be looking for someone unrelated.

Seems a little difficult to find them with that weak of a description. Do you even know what color it is?

[TOUMA THOUGHT THE SAME THING. DAMNIT, MYSTERIOUS LAKE SHADOW.]

To be fair, monkeys aren't really common in the types of forest around here. And no. It might be a male monkey, though.

Did you finally get that monkey off your back?!

[She couldn't help it! Such a fine opportunity for a joke!]

[Well. Played.]

It appears someone else has.

I wonder what they did with it?

OH!

That means someone needs a smile! I'll have to go look for them!

BUT ANYWHO! How've you been?!

Hum by the lake.

[No, really, this is how he and Gaomon encountered whoever's looking for Mr. Monkey. But oh, damn, someone recognized his ID? He certainly recognizes Pinkie just from the pink and leading with the bad joke, but he was hoping he was reasonably anonymous.]

I've been well, thank you; I've had some pleasant surprises lately. And you?

Is there a humming contest or something?!

[To be fair, Pinkie memorizes the IDs of her friends ~~although everyone is her friend by default~~. Touma is her friend, so of course she knows his ID.]

What kinda surprises?! Were they fun?! WAIT can you give me a hint?!

I've been great! MORE than great! I've been...greaterrific!

[Pinkie, that's so sweet... ;;]

Not that I'm aware, but maybe they'll like your humming better than mine. Your hint is "old friends". [That's probably hideously obvious rather than a hint, but Touma's too pleased about it to be cryptic.]

I imagine your win at Homecoming has something to do with this? Congratulations, by the bye.

[ :D ]

Old friends, huh? Did you have a party without me?! :(

Bye the bye? Are you leaving?! And YEAH! It's totally because of Homecoming! Annnnd thank you!!

Well, a couple of my friends took me out for my birthday, but I don't think that was really your kind of party. Guess again. No, no, I'm staying here; it's just an expression. I'm glad your win has made you happy for this long :)

[The first time Touma has used an emoticon... Pinkie, you are a corrupting influence.]

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