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[there's a difference between the simple brightness of the sleepover and the more overt sort of today's; subaru may not have visited him proper at lunch (he has! other people to bother to make sure they eat! but he probably dropped off some apple juice and like, some bags of snacks from his locker,) but he's visiting more proper now, when school is long over and the hallways are inhabited only by those trapped here.

or choosing to stay here? he doesn't know his friend's deal, really, but that's okay. subaru won't push it, no more than he pushes ukki~ to talk about his trauma.

anyway he's gonna swing in if the door's not locked with a box on the small-medium size (?) in his arms and look determinedly at npc-kun,]

Let's go out!

[side. he's done this to ~~two~~ three other people without remorse, but theirs were public executions]

Edited (forgot he did this to rika too) 2021-09-12 16:05 (UTC)

[ glances down at his game console, paused and resting on his lap ]

You don't have to worry about interrupting... I'm not doing anything important.

[ a game is something he can pause and start whenever he wants, with no time restriction— if he's willing to stay up late for it, and he often is. ]

I'm usually free during lunch, and after school... If I'm not here, or in 3-A, I've probably already gone home.

Okay. [ is the reflexive answer, before reality catches up and they have to ask, ] ...Right now?

[ It's still business hours!! The door's propped open like it always is in the hours where npc-kun's still hopeful enough to get customers— a student store's business is surprisingly tough, they've realized as nobody really comes as early at 6AM just to buy things before class, and then after class everybody's busy with clubs, and after that everybody goes home. Why is there not a dedicated shopping hour, there should be.

So. It's not busy, and the chances of getting any more customers is slim to none, especially with most everybody living in the dorms now with no reason to be in the school building during the night, but npc-kun is still hopeful... the price you pay for running a 24/7 shop. ]

Right now! C'mooon, our food's gonna go to waste!

[a heft of the box.]

It's just some sandwiches though, so don't get too excited~. We're going to the rooftop!

[... it makes him happy that npc-kun just said "okay" instead of anything else though ♪ subaru didn't even need to mention food to get that answer.]

Those rules were a warning for my sake. After what happened, I sought help. I was barred from walking the halls any longer, but in exchange, my soul was tempered, and the rules largely became irrelevant for the students who knew not of my existence.

[ He became their friendly(?) neighborhood gardener spirit, or at least one that has a better grip on himself and confines himself to the nighttime hours. ]

What do these new rules say? Who are they warning against?

[ A feast... even if it's "just some sandwiches" food is food and ohhhh it's tempting when you're starving. What if they think of this as a dinner break; they'd have to lock up the store anyways to grab food, considering they don't have a pda of their own to use the vending machines right around the corner. Dinner break. Okay. If it's not for too long, it's okay. ]

We're going outside? Is the sky clear tonight?

[ Are the moon and stars out? Better be, because they're not budging if it's overcast. ]

Yup, and yup! I made sure before I came here.

[since. he has to cross the yard from the dorms anyway? i think. anyway he knows]

Do you like the stars too? They're the best part of the night to me! That's why I like you and your suncatchers so much — they remind me of them~.

[glittering little things in the night... oh. he can't hold npc-kun's hand easily like this, so he shifts the box to just one arm and holds out his hand!!]

[ A practiced cat stalker... Which is just as well, because cats are very good at being very fast for short distances, but they are no marathon runners and even at the steady pace this cat has been going, it's noticeably slower by the time it reaches the ground floor.

Still, it does take the time and energy to jump on top of the lockers in passing, to walk along the length of one row and look around— for anybody hidden between the rows, anybody approaching from the ahead, or stalking from behind— before jumping off and continuing its trek down the hall.

It's the counselor's office door the cat stops at, scritch scratching lightly at the door as it appears to be unable to slip underneath. There's a moment's pause. Two. Five long seconds before the door opens and the counselor opens the door. He manages to get out no more than a "Hey, welc—" before the cat trots inside, paying him no heed.

... ]

[ A glittering light in the darkness... makes them grin, because that makes them sound pretty cool. If the darkness could be vanquished so easily, they wish they could. ]

Hehe... If I'm the stars, then you're the sun, because you bring me warmth!

[ With warm food! and handholding, like they reach for reflexively without thinking the moment they're on the other side of the counter ]

[ The counter does not relinquish any bread, and npc-kun's lips press into a little thin line at the mention of weed before that expression gives way to the usual neutrality. ]

Watches are always useful, and have a high resale value. Glasses... It depends on if they're prescription, which limits the potential customer pool.

[it won't be the first or the last time he's called the sun, but it still makes him shed some of the overt brightness to something a little more real, the sort of smile that npc-kun's used to seeing

okay!! hand gotten, time to go...☆ he'll let them lock up ofc, but then they'll be off!!!]

I'd be sad about never being able to see you then, but the stars're always there, even in the daytime...☆ It's like, duh! Of course they are! But you don't think about that when you're a kid, 'cause if you can't see something then it just isn't there. No matter how many times my mom tried telling me otherwise, I didn't believe her.

( it's pretty late in the night, and komaeda has a bit of snooping to do, he remembers what amami has told him about the gardener — he needs a stone to see him, that he was part of his adventure, and there's something else that's been getting at him that he finds fascinating. with his tail clipped to his pants as a source of light, the blue sparkling off to make him annoyingly noticeable... he proceeds on his conquest.

he walks through the courtyard, a purple-coned light shining at the ground, covering the grass in its color. he should be looking for something specific, but he holds the megaphone out, and then lifts it up to see if he can catch something that's hidden from view.

pst, pst, pst... kazukiiiii. )

[ Is he not a guardian spirit, when he's the only person who's still at his side, who still believes in him and what he wants to do? Komaeda had saved him, once upon a time, or so Rokkun had claimed. ]

It's less that, and more...

[ He flops down onto his back, less chance of toppling off the roof with only his legs bent at the knees hanging over the edge, and he gets to stretch out and stare up at the sky instead of the endless forest. ]

Do you remember the part in the dream where everything you touch dies, Nagito?

[ Ignoring his request... and maybe parts is more accurate, from the lights to the animals to the one person they were trying to save. ]

Are you able to check if they're prescriptions?

( he will pull them out his pocket, showing them off as a regular brand of glasses that he plucked out the locker.... i guess, mira said komaeda had them. so now he does. )

Aren't they cool? ( he'll put them on to show them off in all their glory. )

( komaeda doesn't even think his hope is hope, so he'd never believe such a fantasy like being someone's angel, and if anything an angel of death would fit him better. )

I do... everything we touched just shattered... still alive, and we the reason... had we stayed to ourself, mind our own business... maybe they could've survived. It felt like helping only caused more harm... I asked you about those foxes... you did good playing stupid... you like to lie to me, don't you?

( he has a smile, looking towards rokkun as he's laid back, and he reaches out to pat his chest so that he can check if his heart is beating. )

Adams-san broke down... using that peculiar ability, that... was painful for her...

( he thinks about everything that was there in the winter wonderland, from birds, to foxes, and a few other animals caught within some sort of crystallization. he keeps thinking, remembering the sight, and the smell of blood that flooded his senses. )

It all came down like rain, red coloring the purity that surrounded us... ( sighs wistfully. )

Huh? The stars are still there?

[ ......................

IT MAKES SENSE BUT sometimes you're not a kid anymore, you're an older kid, and you still get blindsided by object permanence ]

[oh my god...!!!]

Yup! No matter where you are in the world, no matter how bright it is, as long as you can see the sky you're seeing the stars, too. It's just that the atmosphere reflects the sun's light a certain way 'cause of how the gas layers work up there!

[he wishes he could gesture with his other hand, but he'll lift their joined ones and wave them a bit as he talks... space is a passion for him]

When they're in space, or on the moon or something, they can see the dark sky and the sun and stars all at once... It's easier to see all the stars when the sun's not around though, 'cause that light swallows their light, but you can still see some. Cool, right?

[ Kazuki, just trying to water his plants,

Well, there he is, shown in his human form as a man without his mask because ???Amami never asked npc-kun for one, idk, but it's his human face with no eyes in his eye sockets and the skin around them scratched apart and healed long ago.

He's watering the wisteria tree, and does not look over at Komaeda. ]

[ Their lips quirk up in a smile, because glasses Komaeda... funny.

But anyways, they wave their hands in front of his face and tries to get fully in his line of sight too. ]

Do I look blurry? Or do your eyes hurt? If things look different, that's the lenses bending light and it's prescription!

( he takes a step closer, watching him water his plants once the light catches sight of him. he casts it away, looking in the area to see that... he's not there — who knew he'd get to meet more ghosts, but despite the silly notion of wearing a tail to catch his attention, he speaks up. )

Kazuki-san? You're the person I've heard so much about.

( he places the light back onto the gardener, taking a few steps closer as he leans forward, looking at the plants that are being watered. well, the tree. i joked with enh like they should have given him komaeda's gas mask so he'd look aesthetic and scary. )

...Hm. Can I touch you?

( glasses and komaeda might be okay, actually, but it's sure different to have something on his face. it gets in the way of seeing, and is his vision blurry? maybe he's squinting to check, but with npc-kun playing in his face, he leans forward, almost surprised he's hit their hand with his nose. )

Hmmm.

( he takes them off, looking at them, and then he flips them onto npc-kun's face. )

What do you think, you look better with them than me!

[ He wouldn't say he likes to lie, but he does, and he's good at it. Enough to convince even himself, to color his memories... But this one doesn't feel right. ]

What you saw... were foxes?

Do I?

[ ? ?? ]

Yeah, they're prescription. It's not a very strong prescription, so if somebody is just starting to go nearsighted, this will help until they need a stronger one. In that case, I'll be able to see this easily too.

You believe me, don't you?

( dementia aside, and he knows that probably gets in the way of everything that makes... them. rokkun could think komaeda's missing a few parts of the story, but... )

I touched the brown fox with this hand... and it fell into the rock, and we saw red.

( don't ask him how he feels. )

...There was another, too.

( THEY LOOK SOOOO CUTE, komaeda reaches out and pinches their cheeks. )

Let's ruin your eyes so you have to use them.

( a little insane, but komaeda is taking well to the idea with npc-kun with glasses, one hand lifts from their cheeks to push away a few locks of hair so they aren't in the way. )

I only know a few people with glasses, whether they belong to the murderer or our victim... ( hm... ) They're familiar, unfortunately...

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