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[ "We don't mean any harm" "We weren't the ones who did it" y'all are sus

The voice huffs, clearly not impressed, but the frustration at least seems spread amongst the three of them. ]

...damn it. Can't believe I'm out of the game so early... So, transfer students. You know who I am. What do you know of my death?

[ hello???? me going aaaaaaaaahh?????

He parts his lips in surprise when he feels Komaeda's thumb in his mouth, swallows hard when Komaeda presses his lips against his, leans forward despite himself, chasing with tongue and teeth to tug gently at Komaeda's bottom lip before he can pull away.

Tastes like maggots and hope. ]

[ The counselor laughs his deep throaty laugh, reaching into the bag and feeding Hyde the same way he did before, one for Hyde, one for himself. ]

You say that like you're in trouble.

[ And maybe so, but not with him. He's not here to pass judgement, he's just here to share snacks, chat, have a good time. ]

This is just time for me and you to talk. About whatever's on your mind, whatever's in your heart... I am here for you.

[ There's a laugh at the mention of other mediums, but Rokkun says nothing of it as he leads Turing around the room, playing the good senpai by pointing out where everything is— the canvases, the paints, the brushes, the pastels, the empty closet with a suspicious red smear in one corner, the sponges, the colored pencils. ]

Each of us have our own spot we've claimed, and some members are pretty ...particular... so I'd advise against just sitting wherever. If you felt like drawing today, you can go ahead and take my stool until we get one for you— it's the one by the window, right across from the door.

( for komaeda this is just something simple as sharing food, and there's no more to offer, he doesn't think much past it as he pulls away. )

It's okay. ( the "rice", which is funny because he doesn't like that in general. he's normally someone who eats bread or certain meats, maybe he's more attuned to the meal of hope when the ultimate chef makes it. )

What did you think?

( he asks, looking at rokkun as he finally takes back his hand, and to wipe away at the bit of maggot at the corner of his mouth. komaeda's taking this pretty well, even if he still feels the sensation of rokkun's teeth along his bottom lip. i know komaeda pale as hell, but his lip won't a maggot. )

Om. [ He eats it with another little noise, he lifts his thigh up so he can rest his chin upon his hand. Lounging off to one side thinking about the worth of his words - so he decides to test waters. ]

Eh, its like you guys know what happens here? Obviously~~~!!!!! I expect to be in trouble - maimed and killed someone not even two weeks ago.

Are you gunna lock me up? Gag me? Torture me until I regret? [ He raises his finger and points it at him. ] By the way I don't regret shit so you wont get lick from me. I'll do it again - I don't give a fuck.

[ I went to look it up and are those double zipper shoes wtf. and was that bonding?? is this bonding??? insane

He takes Komaeda's hand and licks the blood off his palm as his nonanswer. This is what I was going to have him do if Komaeda had blood oathed him the last two times Rokkun tried to get him to, but now he can. ]

[ Can't believe Moriarty carries around damning evidence in his pocket, one day Maya's going to find out. Whether it's be asking around or by observing, he will find that she spends her lunch periods in her homeroom, and after class on Mondays and Fridays she has student council meetings, with music club after class on some other days, though not all after class activities run the full length of time until everybody's due to leave at 6pm and she can be found outside the counselor's office in that last half hour or so. ]

... Then don't. Or start. It's like being brave. You don't have to do it all at once. You can start being honest one step at a time.

If I told you who told us [and she frowns, thinking maybe that's a mistake, to use the plural], what would happen to them?

( now that she made herself sound insane as hell, maybe rokkun feels a little camardiere with her? this was all a set up, actually, please believe her.

... okay, she's just gonna reach over to his face and cover his eyes once more real quick, just to see if the reflection freezes — )

Don't worry — if I thought that, I'd say it upfront, Senpai. ♡

( yeah... and those most have been the best shoes in his era where he's like "i want to zip up not just three times, but five!" now you can too, as long as you have jeans with the zipper. ok, idk what their bonding looks like, it just feels like as long as they feed their insanity they're bonding.

third time is the charm... slaps knee. his hand flinches from his tongue, and it burns a great deal from how raw the center is. it was a clean cut after all, but he doesn't pull his hand away, instead he allows him to continue. )

Ah... now you'll get sick because of me, there was better hope to drink from...

( Does she want to learn? He's more likely to teach her how to make an actual bomb than he is Komaeda, but that's not really saying much. )

TruthfulLY, I had my suspiCIONS. As I mentioned in our talk priOR, I noticed the water was an unusual color - not unlike that of fairly diluted BLOOD... but the reason for the bomb was simply to clear a blockAGE. The water pressure had been lessening on the upper FLOORS, so I thought I'd simply drop a small bomb down the sink and solve one of our proBLEMS.

( ... )

This was my first time trying something like this specificalLY, so I may have made it a little too powerFUL.

( Just A Little Bit. )

( chiaki i'm sorry but natsume also refers to his fellow high schoolers as peers. it's a natsume-word. )

...He DOES. TerriBLY. ( LMAOOOOOOOOOOOOO GET WRECKED SENA ) Could you still love him if he slept in feety pajamas as WELL? If he couldn't go to sleep without singing Popee the Clown's theme three times before laying down to REST?

[ Ew. The saliva is going to have to dry there, he doesn't wipe it off. ]

...You can't.

[ But he doesn't stop him, holding his hand still, not pulling it back. It's not running away. It's walking forward, at his own pace, forcing those who want to know to chase after him, selfish to that end.

He won't explain anything, is what the look on his face seems to say. But he won't stop Komaeda from pulling off his wristband. ]

[ She wants to ask him again, how do you live with yourself?? Hate that his little tail is cute. ]

I'm not one to shit on another person's life philosophy. [ She says, but you can hear the judgement. ]

I respect the hope that the people here have. I— [ ...well, it's gone now, so that doesn't matter. ] Don't get in my way, and I won't get in yours. We'll see whose hope wins.

[ Goodbye!! she's going to leave now ]

( it's selfish, and to have someone like komaeda do this probably is more so when he doesn't want much to do with people in a close way — he'd keep them at arm's length. though, the difference between right now and other times, their hope starts with these marks, and their willingness to know the unknown. it's why for their hope, for rokkun's hope, and the hopes of others is why he's willing to pinch at the wristband for a moment. )

Doing this is how we're able to achieve absolute hope... How else will we all be together at the end?

( after that, he begins to pull at the wristbands................................................................. )

Hm...

[ He licks at his lips, considering. ... Picks up the chopsticks again to pick up another mound of maggots to poke at Komaeda's mouth. ]

I got distracted. Let me try again.

( meow... even with the tail, he seems like an excited cat at her words — )

Arisu-san! Our hope should be united, I'm not trying to fight, but only see if yours is strong enough for what's happening here.

( she made it seem like the previous president's was small, she wasn't ready for the truth, or maybe her eyes weren't as open as maya's are? whatever may be the case, komaeda takes a step forward as she begins to distance himself from him. )

If your hope starts to waver... I'll do what I can for it. ( she may be untalented, but she does have hope, so he can compromise. ) Remember that.

You can't torture somebody into regret— I know; I've tried.

[ Om nom. Have another almond. ]

Do you want me to? It's a way to spend our time together. I wouldn't be opposed.

[ At least the torture part... In this room, they're effectively locked up until the counselor decides to dismiss him. A gag... is that torture? Can't eat snacks if you're gagged. ]

Weren't you the one that was hungry?

( isn't this how it all started? he'll bite one last time, leaning forward to bring the maggots into his mouth, and he'll lean back properly to savor the taste. now that he thinks about it, he enjoys bread more, so he'll probably go after this one. his teeth do bite down on the chopsticks so that rokkun can't take them away. )

[ Hmm... She really is no good at this. Start being honest, Stephanie says, so she tries: ]

I don't know. I would talk with them. [ """talk""" ] Or perhaps the counselor will— he's much better at this than I am.

[considers this]

Then I'm definitely not telling. I'm not gonna get anyone sent to the scary crying room.

[Look. He's confident he can bullshit his way out of things, okay. He has no idea Maya contacted Shuichi about it.

So, having observed her behavior (though in a manner she wouldn't notice, hopefully), he finds his way 'coincidentally' to meet her outside of the counselor's office during that last half hour.]

Ah - Miss Arisu, was it not?

[He smiles, widely.]

Waiting for the counselor?

Eh. [ Way to calm, Hyde is eating the almonds. He feels like hes talking to - an ocean? A wall? No reactions, no seeming interest on the matter - like an actual therapist he guesses. Hyde halfly doesn't wanna do anything, can't even fuck around with anything said by him. ]

How about you just stab me and we call it a day?

[ The counselor whips a knife out of his shoe and stabs Hyde in the side. ]

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Okay then this will be officially whenever she's outside the counselor's office

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