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[sup give me something that could turn out to be shippy with these two]

Hinata-san, I've been wondering... we're sharing the same room, right? But there's only one bed.

[ This is the biggest dilemma. Who even decided that she'll be sharing a room with two other boys, anyway? It's just a little strange if you ask her; kind of like something you'd see in some manga. ]

Does that mean we're going to be sharing it? I don't think it's big enough for all of us.

...Y-yeah. You're right.

[I don't think we were supposed to spend enough time together for this to be an issue... Did something go wrong? Where is Naegi, anyway?]

Uh-!

[But in spite of it all, he's still Hajime Hinata. He groans quietly and rubs a hand through his hair. He'd said if she had any trouble, she could come to him, but this-! Isn't something he can fix!]

Naegi and I will sleep on the floor. It's no big deal, don't worry about it.

[I don't really want to sleep on the floor, though-!]

[ Don't think she can't hear the stutter in his voice and how awkward he seems to be sounding, because she can hear it. Not that she'll speak up about it just yet, although she seems to sound rather unconvinced. ]

Are you sure, Hinata-san? There doesn't seem to be any futon, so the floor would definitely feel hard... I don't mind if it's just one of you that shares the bed with me. I don't expect either of you two to try anything weird like Iruma-san.

[ She's pretty sure about it, anyway. Although talking about Iruma makes her voice a little sour, in a way that makes things kind of awkward. ]

It might not be big enough for three, but it should be okay if two people sleep on it. In the worst case scenario though, I could probably just sleep on the piano in my lab.

[ Assuming that Monokuma's already told her all this and she's actually visited it once already prior to this whole mess. ]

I really don't mind. After all, I'm a piano freak.

...As your senpai, I really don't think I can kick you out of your room to sleep on your piano.

[His voice is dry, and he's doing his best to rein in his usual sarcasm. That character trait isn't something he should show right now, not when he's supposed to be the friendly guy she can come to for whatever she needs!

That's kind of sad about Iruma... but she has a point.]

Well, for now, if you really don't mind sharing... when Naegi comes back, we can do rock-paper-scissors for it or something.

[If Naegi comes back...? Where did that boy go.]

He might have thought ahead and found somewhere else to sleep already...

[ Kaede can't help but sigh a little bit in exasperation, running fingers through strands of hair as she tries to figure out the solution to this. Although she's not sure if Naegi will even come back. ]

I don't mind, but you're really okay with it, Hinata-san? I-I mean, we're just sleeping together!

Edited (repetitive jfc) 2017-10-12 22:31 (UTC)

[Of course they couldn't figure it out. How could a knife just appear inside someone's body with no external wounds, not even signs of the blade being swallowed? But whatever the mastermind had done to their memories, it hadn't sealed Agito's Fate Materia completely. Walking everywhere to hide his powers had been a pain, but it was all worth it in the end.

At least, it should have been. These people... some of them had been kind to him. He liked all of them, even the ones who found him annoying. But he only has enough power to save himself and one other. He had to make a choice.

Thankfully, Saihara's podium is right beside his. Agito doesn't smile as he turns to the stunned detective, before Monokuma can announce who the real culprit is.]

I'm sorry it had to be this way. But I have to get out, there's a whole world that needs me.

Wha—

[ There's a tinge of shock as he finds himself gaping in shock, his face turning pale. There was something about this trial that felt off right from the get-go and he can't help but slam his hands on the podium, the shock slowly turning into something akin to anger.

He's angry, as a detective and more importantly, as a friend. ]

Why did you have to do it like this? If you wanted to get out, why did you have to resort to killing—!?

[ The guilt is eating at him to a point where he almost feels sick. A fragment of a memory tempts to go up to the surface. Of a time when someone else did something similar. . . but who was it? Why can't he remember? ]

I didn't wanna kill a friend, Shuichi. I would've found another way, I trusted we could do it together, but....

[Agito sighs. The truth is sad but Saihara deserves that much.]

He didn't have that same trust. He came after me first, and I just defended myself. He was my friend, yeah, but I wasn't gonna let him kill me.

That's-

[ He swallows hard, closing his eyes. It hurts to the point where he can't help but tug at his top, near his chest as if it would stop the ache that lay there. ]

But even then, we're all going to die...!

... no, we're not.

[Agito hears several clicks and looks up toward the ceiling, watching hatches open and Monokumas start to pour from the openings.

Five or six for each of the spotless. Overkill. None of them will come after him, of course.

He doesn't know what's outside, he thought they'd have more time to find out, but there's no time left. He has to risk it, to choose between a chance of death out there and certain death here. Waiting for the robots to get a bit closer, not giving them time to react to his betrayal until the last second, he lets his power flow through him, surrounding his body in a purple glow. He ignores the gasps of shock from the doomed Ultimates, hopping to Saihara's side at the detective's podium and wrapping an arm around the cringing boy.]

Hold on.

[The power surrounds them both, blurring the sights and sounds of the Monokuma horde falling upon the others. The ones dropping onto Saihara's podium only shred plastic, metal, and glass. The Ultimate Detective and the Ultimate Traveler are gone.

They reappear in a rapidly coalescing cloud of purple energy outside the walls, standing on an ordinary street corner with no one around. The distance of the teleport has Agito sagging against a wall, breathing hard. His head aches.]

Edited (More fitting mode of death than what I had before.) 2017-10-06 02:35 (UTC)

That's-

[ It's a surprise to see so many Monokuma all at once to the point where he's shocked, but in the way that he hasn't accepted his death just yet. Not when Agito seems to believe, somehow, that they won't die.

He can't help the choked sound that he somehow manages when an arm is suddenly wrapped around him and he's told to hold on, but to what? But he isn't given any time to think much on it as he's suddenly whisked away from the podium and into a completely different place entirely. ]

...where are we?

Outside.

[Agito goes from holding Saihara around the waist to clutching the other boy's hand instead, tugging him along as he searches for something down every alleyway they pass.]

We've gotta find it before they find us. Monokuma's gonna be pretty pissed that you got away.

But it's just us! What about the others?! They're still all going to die!

[ He's furious and it shows in his voice as he forces himself free of his grip even as he still, nevertheless, follows him. ]

Dude, they're already gone. Those things were on them in a heartbeat, we barely made it out.

[He's not joking around. For once, he's dead serious, and clearly he doesn't feel good about any of this.]

I saved you, and two's better than one. I didn't have enough power left to get anybody else.

That's--

[ It's so hard to believe that he's at a loss for any more words whatsoever. He can't say anything at all for a good while and what he manages comes as a crack, his throat feeling dry. ]

It can't end like this...

[ Hello Len, it's Liah. Play with me uwu

I don't have a pref on who or what so we can figure something out if there's anything you might be more favourable towards or we can yolo??? It's up to you. ]

You know, if you didn't lie all the time, I'm sure more people would trust you more.

[ Saihara comments as he goes through the equipment in the infirmary, finding the right things to make the attempt to treat the injuries. Even though he says that, Saihara's fully aware that Ouma is just going to keep going regardless, so the words are pretty much a lost cause. He's trying, though... ]

Anyway, where's the injury? You can't do it yourself, right?

[ His hands are visible at the moment, so Saihara can, at least, tell it isn't there that is injured now. No, this time he managed to hurt himself elsewhere. However, there's something about Saihara's deduction that needs...toying with, in a way. He can't just get all the information delivered to him on a silver platter now, can he?

Which means he'll 100% take it over the top. ]

That's right. I'm gonna need your help, not only for this but you need to track down the perpetrator too, y'know? I was left for dead in the middle of the courtyard, so there might be evidence there! [ "Left for dead"... Sure, sure. ]

Are you sure that you're not the culprit yourself, Ouma-kun?

[ > DOUBT ]

[ There's a second where there seems to be no reaction at all, then his face falls, lips turning into a frown and his gaze moves away. ]

So you don't believe me after all, huh... To think, I even tried to leave a dying message for you on the floor in my blood. It was all in vain anyway.

[ There probably isn't even a speck of dust on the floor, nevermind blood. ]

That's a lie, Ouma-kun. You weren't bleeding at all.

[ That's something as a detective that he's rather confident in, at least. ]

Ah, you caught me! [ He just laughs it off though, not even bothering to prove whether it's true or false. In actuality, he had bled, just not enough to write anything in blood on the floor. You need a puddle of it to do that. ]

You don't have to worry about what happened anyway... [ He pauses, and the air around him seems to change a bit again when he leans slightly, a finger pressing against his lip. ] Unless you really were worried about me?

[ He says that but did he really catch Ouma... he feels a little doubt on that front. ]

I'd rather not let someone else die, honestly, so of course I'm going to worry.

[ For a split second, his expression seems blank, processing things more than necessary. It isn't anything personal in this case, mind you. That's the disappointing part, but why should it be? Isn't that the real question he's supposed to be asking himself here. ]

As long as it doesn't get infected, it'll be fine. [ It actually comes out more defensive than might be expected, though perhaps the one step forwards, two steps back format this is taking really does make it expected. ]

Weren't you going to help me find what I need? I thought you were more useful than this.

[ He sighs, forcing it to be louder than necessary. It ends up shifting into a wince when he tries reaching up for a box on the next shelf up, arm automatically twitching back down as his side hurts. ]

[ Even if it's quick, Saihara manages to catch it pretty easily. But he's wondering why he's making that sort of face... although he can't help but sigh, in a way that seems not disappointed, but rather, exasperated. But it's only there for a moment before it's gone. ]

That better be the truth, Ouma-kun. [ Not that he would be surprised if that, too, was a lie. ]

But alright, I'll help. But you have to make sure not to get yourself hurt again.

[ There's a bit of an emphasis on again, even though he's aware that Ouma can take care of himself. But still... ]

Of course, why would I lie to my beloved Saihara-chan?

[ Though given that wince of pain was caught, it's kind of useless to say otherwise, isn't it? He smiles over his shoulder, finally managing to hit the corner of a box with a few bandages and tape so it tumbles off the shelf and into his hands. He still hasn't found the gauze pads, nor has he found the wipes to disinfect, but at least half of them are there now. ]

[ Does he actually want the answer to that question? Because he know full well that he would lie, regardless of how 'beloved' he is. He finds himself sighing regardless. ]

I'm not answering that, Ouma-kun. [ He knows the answer already!! ] Anyway, you know you could have asked instead of knocking the box over.

[ Now he has to pick it up and fix it... ]

[ That's because the answer is obvious, in fact, he'll even answer it himself. ]

You're right of course! I'd totally lie to you, 'cos I'm a liar and all. [ Besides, playing this up means that Saihara might miss it when he leans up for something else, this time having to hold his side a bit before he gets it down.

That sure was a ploy to distract him, and given that he's stuck fixing that, it gives him time to pull out a few extra things like antiseptics and StriStrips from a kit as well, hiding them out of sight. With that done, he leans down to pick something up as well, looking at that rather than Saihara when he says: ]

Wellllllllll, the messier I make it, the more time you have to spend with me, right?

[ Saihara didn't need the answer! He already knew! Nevertheless, he can't help but sigh, just a little bit. ]

You know, you didn't have to make me spend more time with you, Ouma-kun...

[ YOU COULD HAVE ASKED!!! ]

[ You can't get this part of him to change okay, making it obvious is also part of it anyway. Besides, just asking is taking the easy road out. It's also to hide the fact that he's worse off than he's letting on as well. Accidents happen, sure, but he doesn't want him to get the wrong idea despite himself. ]

Do you even know me at all? [ He just looks dejected at first, looking at the box he messed up rather than at Saihara. ] I thought you understood me.

[ Saihara Shuuichi has finally given up. He can't help but sigh a little... ]

It's kind of difficult to understand you, Ouma-kun.

[ That much he can easily admit, even if he can tell the difference between his lies and truths. Sometimes. ]

Anyway... I should fix all of this.

[ Quitting while you're ahead, a good plan tbh. The laugh that Ouma gives in response is a little breathy, softer than normal. ]

It makes things less boring though, right?

[ His arms twitch like he's going to raise them above his head, but he stops suddenly, like it's too painful to do that right now. ]

It'll be fine if we just put it back like it is. It isn't like there's anything in there that shouldn't be, riiiight?

[ He's not answering that first question. It doesn't really concern him, not to mention that he's... not necessarily wrong, in some ways. ]

You shouldn't move too much, though.

[ It's a warning, albeit one spoken a little awkwardly. ] And if there is anything in here that there shouldn't be, I'll take it with me. That's fine, right?

[ And likewise, he doesn't comment on Saihara telling him he shouldn't much either. He already knows he probably shouldn't, especially as he's still putting off getting the help to get it properly patched up rather than the shoddy job he's done so far. ]

Huh? What kind of naughty things are you trying to take with you, Saihara-chan?

[ Or what if I just hit you up with both journals and 100% yolo... ]

[ Well, this was all still within script so she doesn't mind having to hang out with Angie too much, even if she knew that her character might be somewhat annoying to the audience. Oh, well - it's not like she isn't trying to elicit those types of reactions, too. You need a good balance in the end.

But this isn't about the show today.

While that is rather important, what's important now is-- ]

Hey, Yonaga-san, I was wondering if you wanted to watch something with me today, if you're free. I thought that maybe the student council president would like to know more about the fellow members of the student council, so I have something really special prepared!

Edited 2017-10-11 16:12 (UTC)

[ Angie hadn't actually been doing too much at the time, simply because she's more used to this with the student council following her orders than how it had been bedore when no one had been listening to her, or rather, hadn't been taking her word seriously.

It's a good change to have one of their members step forward and take the initiative as well - though she doesn't know the reasons behind it. ]

Hmm, hmm... Atua has spoken, [ She nods, her hands clapping together with a smile. ] How else will Atua ensure your lives are comfy if He doesn't know your interests. Although... He doesn't like his time to be wasted, so ensure it is something useful. You do not wish to be punished, do you?

[ The atmosphere around her shifts slightly, becoming more serious and almost dangerous, but then she's laughing loudly. ] But as a member of the council I am sure you are aware of that, no?

So... What shall we do? What shall we do?! [ She swings her head side to side, waiting for Shirogane's offer to come through. ]

Don't worry, I would never want to be punished by the great Atua! He is great, after all!

[ She says this with quite a bit of enthusiasm. If there's one thing that Tsumugi has full confidence in, it's her acting. Along with her vast knowledge of anime, of course. ]

I was thinking that we should watch some anime! After all, as the Super High School Level Cosplayer, the best way to get someone to cosplay would be to watch the series itself, right? I have some really good ideas, too. We could watch Angel Beats! and have you cosplay Kanade... or perhaps Kannagi or Ah! My Goddess... you'd definitely make a perfect Urd... There's also Noragami. Oh, but if we go outside that type, we could watch Index or maybe Anohana?

Although Anohana is really sad. The ending made me cry a lot...

Yes, yes! That's it exactly. [ She's glad that Shirogane seems to understand that much at least, so she expects her to not go too far with this--

How wrong she was, apparently. ]

No, no, no. That is no good. [ She pulls out her brush, pressing the wooden end against her lip, thoughtful. ] Atua does not wish for my body to be used to represent anyone else, so that is simply impossible. [ She pauses, only to throw her hands up in the air instead. ]

Yee-ha! [ A laugh comes after, and it probably just looks like she's insane, some crazy lady, rather than a friend. ] Now that is settled-- [ Um, is it??? ] Let's go play! Let's play!

Ah, how disappointing...

[ There's a bit of an overdramatic sigh that seems to follow, but she doesn't seem to be completely disappointed. There's a bit of indifference in her expression, though. ]

Okay, but what are we going to play, in that case?

[ Well, the issue was more getting her to cosplay, if it were other members of the student council she would have been all for it. ]

You wish to play dress up [ "play dress up" ] with me, yes? Then what if we get everyone else together and you can have them cosplay to your heart's content! Atua has said that is a reasonable compromise. Maybe He will be inspired and I will be able to paint a picture of you all after.

Really? You'd help me gather everyone?

[ She smiles with quite a bit of excitement, lights in her eyes as she grabs Angie's hands. ]

I would be especially delighted if you did end up painting a picture of all of us afterwards, as well!

[ RIP EVERYONE........... ]

Of course, of course! [ She laughs back at her, opening her hands towards her as a queen might towards one of her servants. Palms up, gentle and almost a little too welcoming towards the touch. ]

It will be more fun with everyone involved. Atua wishes for us all to get along, after all.

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kaede!!!!

something something demo-verse i guess

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i could have sworn i tagged this but!! apparently not!!!

C-- c-- c-- crosscanon murdergame!

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#yolo

The only way to go in the end #yolosforever

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