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Restore that hope so I can be the one to kill her afterwards, there's nothing hopeful in that.

( he pauses, thinking about what he can do for her right now in his current state. he's had his high, and he's rode it down... and then horrible things happened one after the other... now here he is, speaking with someone he doesn't know about the hope of others. )

She has to make her own hope, become the way she used to be, and that hope... is more beautiful than what I can do. Then her death will strike a chord in them all, but... her death must have meaning for them... not to stop them in their tracks, but to push them to their next goal...

( a pause... )

Is she capable of that sort of hope?

[ Yes. But there's no point in him answer the question. ]

What do you think? You know her better than me.

[ The counselor's got bullshit mindreading on his side but Komaeda— he's the one who talks with her, interacts with her, has been hugged by her and understands her more than the counselor could hope to. ]

People don't generate hope out of nothing. Hope is in response to something; there's no reason you can't be that something.

( what is this MAN'S PROBLEMMMMMM. )

I understand that, I know that... everyone else however, they don't understand it like you do — like I do.

( some people would feel backed into a corner by having such a close relationship that they could use to their advantage to kill someone. it's just that... komaeda used hope as a reason before when he went after aiko, that's done its job, but anything he does will be for hope... as long as everyone has hope... )

I don't have hope to give, she's a smart girl... ( he sighs, thinking... give him a moment, and he looks around... got any books? komaeda has to touch something because he can't sit still. ) Do you know of the undead students here? The ones that Ishimaru-kun fought, creatures like that.

[ He's a counselor. Anyways, Komaeda can have... clicks thread from start... a sakura rice cracker, since the only other thing in this room are the various types of chairs. ]

So you abandon her like you abandon this conversation. [ Alright. ] What about the students?

( abandon?? that's not exactly what he's doing, not this guilt tripping ass counselor to make komaeda murder. can't stand this family. )

You're not very smart, are you? If it's for hope, I'll do anything, living, dying it's all the same.

( but he would never abandon hope, that's all he has left in this cruel world. no one to love! no one to cherish! no family! nothing! but his job to deal with people and help them create a foundation with their hope. )

I don't want her to become one of those things.

( :/ that's what he was going to say... )

[ He just said he wouldn't help her? even if it's to give her hope?? But it's not the right kind of hope, Komaeda is a hope snob ]

Then don't let her.

[ What does he want the counselor to say about this... ]

You know who's involved, and how to prevent it from happening.

( because she has to make her own hope damn, who he look like?? the man who dispenses the hope? so what if he's a hope snob!! when he was younger he was a bigger snob, now he's older and looks at all the hope... )

Prevent it? Sounds like I have to keep her corpse with me.

( what in the fuck, i'm crying. stephanie did say she didn't want to be alone when she was dead, but... )

...They asked me this a lot a long time ago. Whose side are you on?

( komaeda plays team hope, like team jacob... but hope is sexier. )

[ There are other ways of preventing it from happening, Komaeda, please. Don't leave Steph alone when she's dead though, maybe he should just carry her around, she can join Izumi in the "I have no idea wtf y'all did with this body" club. ]

I do things for my own selfish reasons, but perhaps my reasons align with others. What are the sides?

( WHAT OTHER WAYS? komaeda goes to rokkun like "tell (y)our friend not to turn stephanie into a zombie or i'll kill myself"?? like komaeda would do that, but look... trying to look stable here. you ever think about dito is her classmate, he'd probably want her eyes too NOOOOOO. )

I'm on the side of hope, the only one that matters to me... ( his love for hope... ) what sides do you believe exist in this school?

( he'll give him a little help. )

At one point of time, there was the transfers and the natives.

[ He could say that and it would work?? Rokkun can't help with the Dito thing though ]

As a member of the faculty, you're all students to me. Students and faculty are two sides, but it's clear enough where I stand for you not to have to ask.

( literally just held my head and looked at my wall... i'll keep that in mind. rokkun be better off if he let komaeda die, i'm crying.

dito... we can handle him... )

I understand... that means in the end, you aren't on the side I represent...

( how depressing, but it's probably best for stepping stones like them to be on different sides. )

...Will you keep her body?

[ Dito wasn't expecting that. He's almost taken aback for a second when the counselor crouches next to him and almost starts surgically gutting the girl as if it was second nature. Dito's eyes light up, especially when he witnesses the other start to remove organs.

Really, Dito just wanted to delve his hands a bit around in the innards, maybe mess them up and grind it all into a slush of of a mess--

But this is so pristine and calculated, Dito's eyebrows can't help rising high as he laughs at the goddamn performance his counselor is giving. ]

You really know what you're doing, huh?

[ Not that Dito's complaining. It's so much fun to watch that it even has Dito backing off from the body for a second, bloody hand moving up to rest the side of his face in the palm of his hand as he watches his counselor do this for a minute.

It's great, and it gets his heart racing. He's so excited...

When he's addressed again, he's almost taken by surprise for a second. But he moves to place both of his hands on the floor again, crawling near the body so he can examine closer what's been done with it. He reaches out a hand tentatively, wanting to delve it right into that huge open gash where she's just been gutted...

But he withholds himself, at least for a second to regard his counselor with more attention. Because his counselor is a little more interesting than the dead body right now -- which is saying a lot, in Dito's case. ]

Take whatever the hell you want... As long as I get the dagger.

[ He's earned it, right?! He thinks he's earned it. ]

[ Sometimes you have bad taste and do stupid things... like I vaguely recall saying something about Rokkun uprooting a tree for Rika(?) but heck if I remember the context ]

No. I personally have no use for them. If bodies can be useful after death, I see no reason to withhold them from those who will utilize them.

( where was he going to uproot a tree lord... i'm tearing up every day he does something that makes me sick. )

No, you misunderstand me. She'll be useful, it's just that... her body can't be bothered until then.

( komaeda's a danganronpa, he has to think of some sort of murder that would be fitting anyway so there's a possibility he won't need the counselor to hide it. )

Then again... if... ( he hums in thought, taking a step forward as his foot taps the floor. )

Poison... depending on how long it takes to circulate through the body, she'd just drop... or...

[ The live...r is what he takes. He eyes the fingernails and teeth— crunchy things, like the nuts and chips he snacks on— but those are favorites of other people than him, and he's content with two handfuls of hot, jelly-like liver that he carries back to his office. ]

I'm satisfied with this much. I did say you can keep the dagger, as long as you give me a good show. And you did. Perhaps one day I'll call you for a repeat performance, and another, and another, until enough has been harvested to assemble a complete body.

[ A joke, maybe. But this is such a nice liver. ]

What will you do with the rest?

[ I can't remember, I don't know, living with memory problems is thinking something maybe happened and going off faith. ]

You wish for me to hide her body? Before or after death?

[ It's best if he doesn't get involved, and the nurse is going to have his hide to discussing poisoning another student, but things said in counseling stay in counseling. ]

I don't know much about poisons, so you would have to utilize me in another way.

( you know what that's just a little komaeda kinning, we all live with a bit of him inside of us. )

...No one can come in here, right?

( when he tried to enter on his own, he had to wait... so this place is almost safe enough to do anything in. live, die, complain, or kill. things said in counseling stay in counseling. )

A shame... They're not too bad when you get use to them. ( but he'll move on from that, i'm crying, he's here thinking up murder plans for stephanie's hope... ) How far are you willing to go to see the hopes of the majority of students here?

( not only them, but... hiro might have a pretty good counseling session. thinking about all these people makes komaeda smile a little...

big hope. )

That's why I'm here, to see my students be the most that they can, for them to grasp their hopes and dreams with their own two hands. And if my part is to simply house one person or another...

[ He could. The company wouldn't be anything he'd complain about, definitely. The problem is that "no one can come in here" ]

My office is but a room. I have no closets, no filing cabinets. Stephanie may fit under my desk but not in its drawers; there will undoubtedly be people who are invited in here in the future. Will you prevent them?

[ That at least garners a laugh out of Dito. ]

I was talking about something like that with a classmate recently. Y'know, since I seem to get body parts sooo easy...

[ Hearts and such. They just end up in his locker with weird notes. No matter. ]

Maybe I can make my own disgusting zombie at some point!

[ Wouldn't that be great... He's a bit in a daze, his pupils dilated as he moves his hands to delve them further inside of the split open body front of him, closing the distance as he brings his face close to the dead girl's, almost pressing his cheek against hers as he turns his head to gaze at the counselor again moving back into his office, his eyes half-lidded. He's almost euphoric here. ]

I don't have any plans. You got any recommendations, doc?

[ It's almost a mocking reference as he suddenly pushes his hands further up into the girl's chest cavity. ]

What are you gonna do with your part, anyway? Fry it up? You seem like that kind of weirdo.

( with their own two hands, but here is counselor saying stephanie can't even do that by herself without komaeda. she's a strong one, he's watched over her, and has mentally praised how far she came. out of all the people that's terrified of dealing with komaeda, he doesn't think stephanie was that afraid of him. )

Prevent them... are you asking me to keep you all to myself...

( please... he's an insane man, he can't keep doing this. )

I can't do that... you have to be here to be her company if anything happens.

( he's smiling like nothing he said was weird, but let's get back on track. ) You understand we're trapped inside this school... sort of?

( His middle-of-the-road-until-he-isn't friend. )

I suppose that's norMAL. ( Though indifference isn't an unfamiliar look on either of the twins' faces...... They're just those kinds of people, especially Hiro. Maya's a little more expressive even if she likes to pretend she's not.

He probably... won't get any sordid details out of Hiro though, is he. Natsume forks over the other half of Chocolat's face and leans away, he knows when it's time to give up, and he likes Hiro, so. ) ...I know I said we could trade stoRIES, but it's alright if you don't tell ME. I just felt like I'd have to offer you something for listening to my troubles; I've been thinking myself into circles when I'm alone otherWISE.

( HE THOUGHT THAT'D BE THE ANSWER AND YETTTTTT )

Patient confidentiality isn't nulled by the patient's DEATH, so that's FAIR. I'm surprised you remember that rule despite graduating so long aGO.

Edited 2021-07-24 20:39 (UTC)

I've been a counselor all this time, you know. It would be amiss of me to forget about patient confidentiality.

[ What if a student comes back in two years and kicks his ass for blabbing? can't risk it ]

That aside... what do you think? Would Kudo kill anyone? Would she have given me the time of day if she had?

[ until-he-isn't, i'm crying, not Hiro losing one of his only three friends

He accepts Chocolat's face but instead of digging in, sets his chopsticks down so he can tap a finger to his chest and cup his hand next to his ear: he'll listen— he's better at it than talking, anyways, and besides, they're friends. That's what friends do. He thinks, maybe, and he understands how having nobody to talk to would make you stir crazy. ]

[ Her two hands can take somebody else's hands okay ]

She has plenty of other company, from what I've seen. [ please, she doesn't need to be hanging out with weirdos and murders ] But yes, I understand. ...sort of.

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