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She didn't, actualLY. Do you think she likes ME?

( With absolutely no genuine curiosity behind that question- he knows she doesn't. Once more, a tragedy. But hmm. )

I'm in the Game Club, but we don't meet that ofTEN. Though - why bother bidding on two available young men if you had no idea what to do with THEM? Not that I mind or anything - I'm simply glad you turned out to be such a cute GIRL, Kudo-chan.

[ Clamor isn't here to tell him what to do. ]

Maybe.

[ Who is that "also" referring to? Either way, Maya doesn't know enough to offer a more solid answer than maybe. ]

I have no intention of dying, though. It's not my year, so it'd be pointless.

No.

[ What? Why would she want to go with him, is it not enough to send him out there to the wolves and come by later to collect her blood. ]

I don't want to deal with them any more than I need to— they're creepy and so are you.

[ Then like how—- ]

I'm not asking you to kill anybody! Stephanie...!

[ Hm. Just going to take Komaeda's hand and hold it so it's in no danger of being burned, because one second's good luck isn't the second second's. ]

Are you worried [ about me? no, ] about my hope, Nagito? You don't ever need to worry about that. A wild animal backed in a corner is in no position to lose hope: they will destroy themselves or everything around them, whatever comes first.

[ Watch him rampage when the time is right. His actions will be just. ]

[ Hm. On the other hand, maybe she'll just hack off a finger and let the rest of him talk. ]

Before we unpack all of that... Did you have some purpose behind the property damage? "Discovery" implies that was not your original intent.

Hm? It wouldn't be my blood.

[ But... oh... goodbye all those potentially useful things, he really could have used that switchblade and chisel and tissue. ]

[ No, he wants to graduate and design haunted mansions, he doesn't have time for a series. ]

Is she?

[ There's some surprise in his voice, but more because that girl shouldn't be walking around already. It's no good making that nurse's office cot her deathbed, though; nobody gets merit points for that sort of pointless death. ]

I wonder... Well. I'll leave her alone, for now.

[ Five PDAs... Hmm. Now this part struck them as odd, and for Turing, something odd meant curiosity was sure to follow. It wasn't that they were doubting the fairness of it; PDAs for entrance into the art club was a seemingly even trade if everyone would get their PDAs back, though they had no proof that would actually happen outside of Rokkun saying that he would give them back.

Well, there were at least a few things they could do about that. ]

Would mine count as one of the five? It seems only fair to relinquish my own PDA if I ask others to do the same. If you don't mind my asking, what do you need them for?

I mean, I'm not the one who did it.

[ But general you? yeah.

She gives a little frustrated grunt and gives up, holding the puzzle out to Izumi. ]

You try.

[ Not to her. Not if he can't even cut off a finger. ]

Make sure you do so. I look forward to seeing how you fare in the student council debate, Ishimaru.

[ "Very characteristic" are you hearing yourself? Is Chiaki hearing any of this at all? no she sees a smile and hears praise and she beams with the light of a thousand suns. ]

You really, really think so? Hehe...

[ She turns the canvas around so she can look down at her artwork, eyes full of pride, like a mother looking at her child. ]

It's Sena and Komaeda! I knew you had good taste— I'll draw one of you too, once I finish this one!

[ Better if Hanako isn't there, because he would immediately kill the library ghost(?)

Nothing happens until the stroke of midnight, in the absence of sound nobody can hear the door open or the fabric of Clamor's tent rustle. There isn't any movement to catch, either, one moment Clamor sleepily crushed under Noah's body and the next moment there's a third body there with him, small cold hands holding his finger and cupped to catch the blood that falls as his fingernail is ripped straight off. ]

[ If he tells her that he's going to sound crazy, hello??

Rokkun lifts his head up from the sink, wiping his face off with his sleeve instead of grabbing paper towels. ]

What is it?

( clamor ISN'T here, but it seems like you want me to play with the devil... i toyed with the idea... for the sake of letting It hear me... )

That's too vague, Arisu-san! Tell me, do you mean the class year...? Is that was graduation is, dying on the spot because it's our time?

( he asks, raising a hand so his index finger taps against his chin in thought. )

I'm guessing your life isn't deemed bad enough to die just yet, but that doesn't answer if you're happy if she's dead or not...

Am I that creepy? That's... a nice compliment, a little better than what I normally hear.

( he'll cherish it, thank you. even so, he continues to stay where he is to watch over her actions, and he asks to confirm something on his own. )

Do you really need my blood, or are you sending me away?

( he seems like he's willing to leave on his own if that's what she wants, because there's no need for unneeded bloodshed. )

If she gives you the time of day, then yeah, she likes you.

[ Have you met the Arisus? They'll walk away if they don't like you, and Maya's softer than she lets on. Scary. But soft. ]

And I do know what I'm gonna do with you! There's just not a good time right now, 'cause nothing's been prepared yet.

[ that said, though, ]

Do you like Arisu? I promise I won't get mad, since we're not together yet.

['Everybody is here to die' what do you mean ori EXPLAIN

Either way, it's hard not to notice the way the counselor refused to give his name, or to discuss what he did prior. But it's not as if he's incorrect - even when he was truly memoryless in shinjuku, he was still himself, still had the consequences of his actions, and still took responsibility for them.

So - with a moment to close his eyes and prepare himself for whatever is going to happen - he reaches out with his left, placing it in the counselor's grasp.]

( with his hands taken, he doesn't even try to pull them away, instead they'll just be cold to the touch, and maybe he'll let go himself. his voice lowers, barely above a whisper so it's only spoken between them. )

Who's backed you into a corner, Rokkun?

( it's the way he says it that catches komaeda's attention, but the other — in komaeda's eyes — never seemed to be the perfect model student. considering how the ultimate is, and the fact that rokkun stays around for so long unlike everyone else who is smart to stay away, yeah, it's telling. )

( listen, if he's looking at one of them, komaeda doesn't mind offering the chisel, because it's helped him out so far... and his first weapon so it's special. )

Hm...? Why do you are about that, if it's someone else... it's fine. I've dealt with it before.

( he has no qualms about it, but if rokkun needs reassurance. ) Do you want my blood on it first?

Hm? Sure, yours can count. I do mind you asking, though, so unfortunately I can't say.

[ Turing sounds like a good ???robot??? so hopefully they'll accept this and this isn't a deal breaker for them. ]

Do we have a deal?

( she literally already made herself sound crazy?! and he's the actually insane one here?!?!

but, well, no matter. she's still got one thing to check, and she needs him to help out, so — as soon as he's done wiping his face with... his sleeve instead of paper towels like a normal, civilized human being... she grabs his hand and drags them both out of the bathroom, towards her locker. )

See, I dunno why, but there's some mirrors in there... they kinda appeared randomly one day, but, uh. ( she opens the locker, and takes one out, peering into it as she stands next to him. ) ... can you close your eyes and touch this one, too?

( "for now," means a lot, and komaeda glances down at the other before crouching right beside him so he can stare. )

What does she have to do in order for you to deal with her?

( don't feed into komaeda's insanity is the first one, especially when all he sees is hope in every person, and whose happen to be stronger than who. he hasn't had time to make conversation with her, but that's because she tends to stay around ouma-kun than anyone else. he reaches out, resting a hand over his black cloth wristband.... he fiddles with it, but not to check for anything, but just to kill time while the other is eating. )

[ Ahhhh, suspicious. This was so suspicious. Not because they thought it would lead to anything detrimental, but because those motives had to remain a secret. Maybe it was meant to be a nice surprise, like something that was on the same level as a secret birthday party? Maybe? Hopefully?? ]

...Yes, we do. I will try to gather the other four PDAs for you.

[ As a gesture of goodwill, they took out their own PDA and presented it to Rokkun. They already had an idea or two about how to manage without it, or to at least attempt to manage without it. ]

I'm not happy.

[ Has she ever been happy in her life? look at her. ]

I'm not upset, either. She got what was coming for her, even if it's a lot sooner that she might have wanted.

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