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ow.

[ Wow that was really fast, and the knife sinks rather deep he's pretty sure it reaches through to his rib cage but he moved away just enough so it didn't pierce any organs. Naturally his hand goes to grip the others wrist, not wanting that to sink deeper. ]

What the fuck dude, you can at least warn a dude first?

Edited 2021-05-24 04:35 (UTC)

[ It doesn't, not when he's not touching the glass. The reflection just shows a very confused Rokkun with his eyes covered but he stands there and lets it happen to him. ]

Can you say upfront what's happening now?

( ori please we're sus no matter what and we are doing our best!!!!

nene's hands ball into loose fists, curled up at her chest. what does she know? ... well, aside from the clusterfuck of a first meeting, she herself knows... little. but saihara... )

I know there was a fire in the library, and you went missing during it. You... you turned up several days later, and your arm was broken.

[ Komaeda's going to die bc he got Rokkun germs in his hand wound, maybe this was the master plan all along.

Blood is gross, though, and he at least does make a bit of a face when he leans back away from Komaeda. I keep having to click thread from start to see what thread I'm even tagging and I can't believe this is the one where Rokkun says he's busy bc he's got plans to murder people or something outside so he can't play with Komaeda and then he does this. ]

I won't get sick. Come here, I think I have some tissues in my locker.

[ Crumpled tissues. But he's sure Komaeda can find a clean spot to use. ]

[ if looks! could kill!! ]

So you dropped a bomb down the sink instead of going at the pipes with a wrench.

[ A homemade pipe. And the very first test that you did is on the school's pipelines. Can she murder him? She's well within her rights to murder him, right? ]

Are you literally insane?

[ Oh. Ohhhhh. She breathes into her hands. It's okay. Her love can withstand this. ]

It- it's okay. Clowns make people happy, and... Sena can make any song sound cute! Feety pajamas can be cute!

Ah... Ah... Ah...

( he chides him, shaking his head as he places his hand back in place, it seems like he's not done with what he was doing. if rokkun is going to drink his blood, he should do it properly, and not let one drop go to waste. it hurts to move his hand, but he's digging a finger down against his palm to stir up the flow again, causing a bit of blood to seep through the cut. )

Even trash like me has enough blood to feed you properly.

( for someone so bloodthirsty. anyway, what happened to the comment about making him sick, or maybe komaeda doesn't care anymore. he still has the switchblade in his other hand, and while he's in the mindset to make things worse, instead, he slips it into his pants pocket as he leans forward towards rokkun to be overbearing and force him to drink. yeah, he's a freak. are they on the floor? because i was going to push rokkun onto his back, but i can't remember, i'm tearing up. tell me what they're doing. )

Ah... n-no, the bone appeared to be broken post-mortem.

[ You know, sometimes you're talking to a ghost and part of your brain is screaming at you for even believing you are because that's ridiculous but also there's no other explanation!? But then a murder inaccuracy pops up and you have that instinct to correct it.

What do you mean that's just Shuichi. ]

But... it's true that there were other injuries, as well. You had bruises on your left arm that we couldn't explain... Do you remember how you got those?

We won't be.

[ The wristband slides off his hand, dangling from his fingers, and uncovered on his wrist... are innumerable marks cut into the skin, some in neat little tally rows but others more haphazard, overlapping, different lengths and angles and stages of healing— some scarred over, some freshly bleeding with fibers from the wristband still clinging to the wet edges of the cuts from having it pulled away from his skin all at once, the streak of blood making it even harder to count.

Is this hope? ]

[ when did they end up on the floor????????????? what's going on, i don't know what they're doing

Rokkun's just on his back drinking Komaeda's blood like a freak, I don't know, nobody look at this thread ]

Yeah.

[ All he can think about is how he could shove the chopsticks through Komaeda's throat with a solid smack of his hand, but those thoughts can sit there while he stands there holding the chopsticks until Komaeda decides to unclamp his jaws. ]

There's meat too. Have a bite of that.

Oh, it's not supposed to be scary, it's supposed to be cathartic. Like when you watch a scary movie that makes you scream or a sad movie that makes you cry, and you feel better after because you're able to freely express your emotions.

[ It's a good scary!! good crying ]

You don't seem to have trouble with that, but many others do.

( help i'm tearing up, komaeda can push him on the floor, he's insane enough to do that. you know, straddle him too since he doesn't weigh that much — )

Your response... it's far from normal... I'm actually surprised...

( listen, we're giving you a freaky thread, and this is what he gets for trying to go murder people i guess. komaeda cants his head, watching the other's adam apple go up and down when he swallows, and when he figures he's had enough, he'll pull his hand away. )

This is why I also like you.

Edited (i was told to mark it) 2021-05-24 05:29 (UTC)

[her expression softens a bit, because, well. how many times has she heard sportacus explaining exactly that to trixie when she makes fun of ziggy for being a crybaby. in almost those exact words.]

Yeah, they do... [she can admit that. everyone around her is a freak and she can admit that.] But, the crying you hear from there isn't that kind. It's spooky crying. Like in scary stories about evil fairies trying to trick you into going outside.

( but he'd like that, so what's the thrill in ending his life? of course, he releases the chopsticks afterward. he plays the same game again, leaning forward to cup rokkun's chin with his free hand, his thumb pressing against his bottom lip.

komaeda doesn't lean in this time, but he's waiting to see if rokkun will part his mouth on his own. )

...?

[ There's little reason to hang out in the faculty side of the floor, but Moriarty is ???old??? so maybe he wanted to hang out with the adults after school, Maya doesn't care enough to say anything about it. What she does care about is people approaching her out of nowhere, smiling at her when most people have little to no reason to smile at her, even if it's in their nature to be polite or friendly. ]

I'm waiting for my brother.

[ The one who presumably murdered a man and has had daily counselling sessions all month. This is old news, although the glare in her eyes suggests she would rather them not talk about her brother. ]

What do you need?

[ Not smalltalk. People only approach her when they need something. ]

That's how it should be.

( he could start to count, and he probably gets to a double digit, but maybe that's the way his eyes glaze over, and can't tell the difference from one to another. there's too many to choose from, to wonder what the final number may be if he took out his time to count then one by one. komaeda's reaction is normal, he gasps, and it's hard to tell if it's because of the marks or the fact the other revealed them. there's some that are fresher, and rather than sympathizing because komaeda's literally unable to do that —

he lightly brushes a finger across the layer of blood that obscures the count, leaving behind a line that separates the liquid until it forms back together. )

I'm jealous, you have so many...

( he's not really jealous, but he can't keep his hands off, trying to feel what sort of texture comes from touching a raw and sensitive area like that. )

Do they bring you hope... every... ( he drags ) ...single... ( his index finger ) ...one... ( across the area. )

[ A chuckle escapes the counselor's lips. Somebody's having fun. It's fine!! At least he doesn't stab and pull the knife out— although, he keeps his grip on the knife handle and he does want that knife back, so it's going to have to come out eventually. ]

I'll keep that in mind for next time. How much of a warning do you need? I thought anything more than a split second would be an insult to you.

( She's within her rights, but he's holding up his hands... in a peace manner... pwease no hurty )

I prefer the term mad scienTIST. ( ... ) SorRY. I hadn't meant to cause you so much trouble - I mean THAT.

( and that is — actually genuine. Natsume's lips curl up a little, and his gaze slides off of Maya as he continues. )

I'm skilled in chemical reacTIONS, not plumBING, and I had materials left over from some other endeavors of MINE... I hadn't taken into consideration how old this school WAS, or how it might impact people other than ME. ( Or rather, anyone but the transfer students living here - which are all middle-of-the-road for how much he cares about them anyway. ) If it's any consolaTION, you're not the only one who's gotten on my case about the BOMB, and I haven't made any since THEN.

( Chiaki he will find what breaks you mark his words— )

He eats raw onions and garlic for breakFAST. He takes a shower every six HOURS, and he gets extremely cranky if he's unable TO. He thinks the world is FLAT. Are these things you can still love and ACCEPT, Kudo-chan?

Edited 2021-05-24 05:55 (UTC)

[ There's a little huff about the fire, because that she knows very well, the time and place of her death. After all, Nene had made her reexperience it just a few moments ago, and a certain nosy detective had that memory on repeat more than a dozen times prior to that. ]

I do, and that's none of your business. I had those from before I was assaulted in the library.

[ Not only was she murdered, but somebody had to break her arm on top of that? jcf. Absolutely do not mention the clocktower thing. ]

Either way, I care less about the circumstances of my body, and more about the person who put it in that state. I want names.

[ Can you imagine if the murder punishment was being forced to drink Komaeda's blood instead of getting to visit the counselor's office?

He's breathing heavily when Komaeda finally pulls away and gives him space to breathe, staring up at the ceiling past Komaeda's head and swallowing thickly trying to get the taste out of his mouth. He gnashes his teeth, experimentally, you know like when you eat blood tofu and you can sort of feel your teeth stick together a little when you bite? like that.

It's not really the same, though, fresh blood. It tastes more like he'd been punched in the mouth except without the pain, and it's weird. ]

[ Her expression twists into that one from worry again, because what are you doing over there mister counselor... ]

Some people can't help the way they sound when they cry...

[ She's picking her words carefully, like how some people have funny laughs or funny faces? you don't make fun of them for it, it's just how it is ]

But the counselor isn't a scary person, especially once you get to know them, and I find that that's true with most people. Would you like to go say hi to him? I can be there with you.

[ ?? ???

He does open his mouth but he also breaks off a piece of hope meat as best he can with his peripheral vision and tries to guide it to Komaeda's mouth. If the first attempt he gets sauce all over Komaeda's cheek, that's fine, as long as it makes it to his mouth in the end. ]

[reasonably, she should say, "no, why would I do that, I don't trust you any more than I trust him."

but, she's never actually even seen this counselor guy before, and if he's going to be A Thing now, she needs to learn more. the other transfers are counting on the fact-finding abilities of Agent Pinkie.

she nods. and then goes to hold nurse-chan's hand, because obviously you hold hands with a person when they take you places, that's just science.]

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