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Oh, no, I was referring to YOU. Sena-san and I are--

( he pauses. they... are not friends....... uh. )

--peers, I supPOSE. We work at the same PLACE, and I share a room with one of his close FRIENDS. We're well-informed about one anoTHER.

( pspsps he has sena lore )

[Sorry ghost child, he's going to follow you all the way to the library if he has to... and also explain none of this to Noah, since there's no sound and if he stopped to get a pen or paper to write with he'd probably lose sight of the girl.

He is going to glance over at Nene, though, and point again, since she also seems to be seeing this shit? Thank El it's not just him at least. He will try his best to keep her safe in your absence, Hanako-kun...]

-- I didn't do this to myself, and you know it! And you know what we need to do to graduate, and, and, and I know I'll never tell on another kid here, even the weird ones! Because they might not always tell the truth, but at least they don't lie!

[she looks down at the mark. taps her finger against it.]

Lying to people all the time makes you a bad person. Miss Nurse. I bet you know that, too.

[The grip, the pull - it does a lot towards making Moriarty calm down, his shaking and rapid breathing beginning to slow, along with that soothing voice.

'I won't abandon you.'

Is that the truth, or a lie? It's been so much of a lie throughout his life -

It seems he comes back to himself, all at once. Or maybe he's been standing there for more time than that?

His heartrate begins to go back to a more normal rate, as he breathes in once, breathes out...and forces his trembling to still.]

...I-I see. V...Very well. I'll...I'll keep that in mind.

['The truth?' So that vision, that clear death - was the truth? But what is the truth, in this situation?

What is the truth of this school?

He doesn't know. But, for now...]

So - does this mean - I won't be scheduled for another appointment? Or...

[He'd normally never say it that outright, but he's still coming back from the episode.]

R-Right...!

[ Nene's answer snaps him out of his own state of half-panic and half just trying to even make heads or tails of this. What's even happening...? Nene seems able to stand on her own now though, so he lets her go... but he does add the answer she didn't. ]

I know something happened to you... but we weren't the ones who did it! Th-That's what we're trying to investigate, in the first place.

[ Throw it in when they're sitting shoulder to shoulder? Who is he to refuse?

He picks up a single almond and places it on Hyde's tongue, letting the pad of his thumb scrape lightly against Hyde's bottom teeth as he pulls his hand away.

Then he reaches into the bag and tosses an almond into his own mouth to crunch. ]

[ He's patient, holding Moriarty's hands as long as he needs him to, steady and grounding because that's what he needs to be. But he doesn't offer answers, doesn't put forth so much as he reflects what's in front of him. ]

That's right. Until you need to see me again, this is the last of our sessions. But you know what to do if you wish to talk with me again.

[ Just kill someone? Then his door will be open, easy peasy. ]

[ Here is a chopstick full of maggots. Say ahhhhhh— ]

( he goes aaaaaahhhh as much as you'd expect from someone sick.

with the maggots in his mouth, and the mixture of whatever they used as seasoning with them makes them not taste as bad. he raises a hand, using his thumb to slip between rokkun's lips to part his mouth open, and komaeda leans forward to press his lips against the other's own. the reason he's doing this is to share the food as well, and because he really has no shame. there! they had the first bite together. c: )

[ Oh - om. Hyde is giving the other an interesting look, the thumb treading along the sharpness of his teeth was an interesting feeling in itself. The almond gets played with his tongue for a little bit before he chomps and swallows. Noting that the fucker didn't care that he took an almond after touching Hyde's own mouth and placed it within his own.

Neat, an indirect kiss. He would be wagging his tail excitedly if he could. ]

So what am I in for?

[ He breaks the silence, folding his legs in on the table criss cross. While pressing his elbows along his thighs. ]

[ The plot thickens! Turing will remember that.

Turing eagerly followed inside without delay and immediately took in their surroundings. Finally! They were inside the art club!! ]

Painting! Specifically oil painting, but I would not say no to trying other painting mediums.

[...And that is the crux of it. Isn't it? Violence, murder - it's what's needed in this school.

...Perhaps not now. But another time. Once he's finished following the lead the vision he's seen today.]

...Alright. ...Thank you.

[That is genuine. Despite the - issue he just went through, it's a little bit more of the puzzle of this school.]

Then - I suppose I'll be going.

[And he'll...awkwardly....take his hands back...]

[ It's a nice jacket, I would wear it. ]

Did I? When you're the one always rejecting me? Remind me...

[ Remind me, while I pull up that thread going ??? bc all my selective memory remembers is Komaeda threatening to slit his throat. MY BIRTHDAY THREAD TRAUMA ]

( okay, but you'd have to wear komaeda's clown shoes with it. would you? )

Just so you can reject me again? ...Or is this your way of saying you want to agree?

( i'm tearing up, i had to go find it myself because i was like i know komaeda said some insane shit at him like that. THEY WERE BONDING ON HIS BIRTHDAY?

even now, they're bonding as he holds his hand out to him, so he can get some of komaeda's blood and smear it on the jacket. )

[It's been - a bit, since that counselor office meeting. Enough for Moriarty to mull over everything that happened with it - and carefully go over the...vision...that he'd had.

Of that death, buried underground, crying out for Maya to -

He'd heard at least of a Maya, if not just in passing. A bit of looking around and asking around found her usual places she would be, and all it took was waiting for the school to be open once more and enough time to attempt to find her.

(He has still forgotten about the piece of piano wire that is in his goddamn pockets.)

So, where is she at, so he can try and hopefully get some info??]

Edited 2021-05-24 00:28 (UTC)

[ Hm. Maybe he wants his hand back now. ]

Didn't I tell you before? I want you to open your eyes.

[ That bullshit again ]

But you're partly right. There are certain things I can't let you know yet. Not out of fear, but... necessity. Convenience. [ same thing ]

[ There's nothing to see even when she moves the pane around, no change in the reflection as long as Rokkun's eyes are closed— it moves when he opens his eyes, though, before he even looking around to find the mirror and peer at the glass.

...

What is he seeing here, Rika, tell him. ]

Is this your way of saying my face is messed up...

[ Whose fault is that, huh ]

Yes, you and every other student that isn't the transfers.

( he's not being sassy, sort of, but he's going to wipe that saliva on rokkun's cheek. )

If you want me to do that, then show me what you're hiding.

( will being direct get him anywhere? no, but if there's no direction, if there's only words like that which could allude to so many things... they'll only get lost. is he expecting rokkun to throw him a bone? not really, besides, komaeda's concerns happen to be what's under the wristband. ) You have them just like me, but I want to count every single one...

( a pause, and he recalls the previous time when this happened. ) Don't run from me. ( that coming from komaeda who pushes everyone away? he must not be listening to himself. )

I do not need help.

[ She refuses the offer, as she's done many many times in the past, from Komaeda or otherwise. Her strength is... knowledge, willingness, opportunity.

Whereas Komaeda... ]

How do you live with yourself...?

[ She preens, standing tall with that weight on her shoulder and resisting the urge to dance a little happy dance, you know the sort where you just want to move your feet because otherwise you can't keep it all contained. ]

Thank you~ It's good, right? Yeah! I'm the best!

[ Hajun is the only person in this entire school with Good Taste. Chiaki holds her painting up before them so they can body bask in its glory. ]

It's not just portraits, I can teach you to draw other stuff too. What does your soul look like, Yeon? I'll help you draw it!

Me?

( he's confused when he says it, and he's always made it obvious, or so he thought. )

I live with hope, for hope...

( even to talk about it, the way he lives for that makes his cheeks flush, and he takes a deep breath to calm himself down. it's hard though, especially when he could just fall into a spiral of his love for it, why he's able to keep going just for that — it depends on giving himself to help a greater power. )

If I have to die to ensure that hope wins, I will. That's all I'm good for... feeding the soil, being a stepping stone...

( he crosses his arms, staring down the hall as his tail bounces behind him. ) Without hope, everyone will crumble... and you understand that there is hope here, it's why I wonder... how yours will do with theirs.

[ "peers" he says as if they're not all high schoolers? Maybe Natsume has a brother who Izumi is friends with, this is what it's sounding like, please, she wants the goss ]

Does he... [ what's something unforgivably scandalous ] snore? It's okay! I'll still love him!

[ Tap tap tap into the library, and when she gets there, she looks around for where the book is to replaced. A high shelf... high shelfs are tough... She looks around for one of the ladders leaning against the wall and begins the arduous task of dragging it over in front of the gap in the books. Just trying to ignore these other guys as best she can but she can't help the nervous glances she throws their way. Don't look!! she's shy ]

[ ): !!! ]

I know.

[ Her voice is quiet, small against Stephanie's rage. She says this but knows there are times where it is better to lie, that there are times where you lie with good intentions, and that it doesn't make you a bad person.

Sometimes it's all you can do, when the truth is hard to hear, or to admit to. Injuring yourself on purpose, snitching on others even if they're your friends, those sorts of shameful things you do in secret but don't ever want to tell...

And all those things aside, she looks like she wants to ask once more. Who said? ]

[Noah still sitting here in the classroom like what in the GENUINE fuck is going on.]

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YOU DID THIS TO ME, uhhh like 11/24, Maya plz?

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