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( right. no time at all passes between the void school trips; she looks down at her hand, spotless, then up at rokkun, blinking twice before opening her mouth: )

You know, Senpai, people normally don't dive in to save mirrors. ( and now she's made him bleed twice in one day...

but this one was his fault so technically it's all on him. ) And now you're making a mess again... what a pain ~ Your kouhai has to keep looking after you ~ You're so hopeless ~ ( she complains, as she squats to start collecting the mirror shards. listen, they're useful, though she's careful not to cut herself on any, because she does Not want another trip to void school right now.

the image of his memories lingers in her mind. somehow, she wants to know more about the boy collecting rocks in the river. )

[ Komaeda is his favorite scar, yeah

Also his pants are probably filthy? that's not helping ]

No, I hadn't known you back then. If I did, maybe you would've been part of my favorite.

[They're doing the Lord's work, kind of literally, and he's going to laugh his ass off if he catches it.

But that said, he's also here for a reason, and the reason is that he needs to find out what's up with the red paint situation. Whose blood are they taking? He's not going to rat them out to anyone, he's just curious and heard some rumours, that's all.]

Is there only one—

[ He cuts off, though, when the nurse shakes her head with a soft warning, "Mizuki..." and he sighs a little. Alright, fine, there's no counseling in session so he'll stop. ]

[ He sits up, leaning forward with his elbows on his knees and side glancing at Komaeda. "There's nothing stopping us from working together" dude, you can't even leave the school ]

...You really are doing your best with what you have, aren't you? [ Which is, a lot of the time, nothing. He pushes off his knees, stands and holds his hand out to Komaeda. ]

Hmmmmmmmm.

[ She purses her lips like she's giving them each careful consideration when we all know her mind is already made up that nothing will ever top the anglerfish. ]

Assassin bug would've been a cute nickname.

( help did i say insane, i meant normal, because leashes and chains are normal???

once komaeda eyes land on his prey, he's like a shark with the taste of blood on his tongue, and he's making his way in. yeah, someone lost their dog, and now he's going everywhere that he shouldn't, and well... home ec room, god will pray for whatever goes on here. )

There you are... ( bet akira wishes this man wasn't looking for him with a collar on. ) Are you making a bento box for everyone, do you think you can teach me? ( that's probably not what he's doing, but beggars can't be choosers. )

( what's wrong about doing things inside? well, there's a lot of wrong, and getting outside is probably important, but when they can go outside... watch out. )

...

( of course, his response to that is to stare as if he knows something, but not say anything at all. once that passes, it's like his mind registers a response that he can say. )

Is there something you want me to do... I think I've done enough for everyone for awhile now...

( komaeda chuckles softly, and rather than grabbing his hand, he places his jacket into it instead. rokkun did want that. ) There you go.

No. If there's anything, it's best if she hears it from one of us. [ Probably just her, given Hiro's refusal to hold a conversation. ]

Besides, I can't take your advice. You have your own brand of audacity that will only work for you.

[ People don't normally smash mirrors on the ground?? He straightens up with a small huff, though, shrugging off the outer layer of his uniform to hand to Rika. ]

Who's hopeless? At least wrap your hands in this first.

[ She can be careful as she wants picking the glass up, but what after? An errant soccer ball can come flying and they she'll be in trouble.

He could help pick the glass up, but no... He just watches her, hand to his mouth and sucking on the cut on his hand until it stops bleeding. ]

[What a cute, hard working little girl... has she been doing this by herself all this time? Clamor makes a mental note to be tidier when he visits the library from now on.

... he also kinda lost track of time and forgot why he followed her here in the first place, but UH. Right. Ghost child, ate his fingernail... well, he can't really be mad about that when she was just doing her job. Now what?

It looks like they're done cleaning up, so... he waves and smiles apologetically at Nene, since he did kind of drag her into this with no context. He'll explain... later... but since the ghost girl seems to have settled down, he finds a pen and some paper and follows after her. He doesn't fit under the desk (not comfortably), but he can still sit down next to her from slightly outside.

hopefully she can read at all because otherwise wow this is going to make it hard to communicate, anyway, writing a note and holding it out for her]

Do you like animals?

[ The blood comes from... volunteers! I really hate saying this but by discord definition ig you can say it's vegan blood ]

[I hate this server actually but it's fine.

Lucifer wants to know who specifically is volunteering, though. Good for you guys that you got volunteers! But also he'd like to know the whys and the logistics of this. Is there a blood drive somewhere? Should he be signing up for it—]

[ He startles when Komaeda speaks up, making to stand and knocking over a jar in the process and also his head on the edge of the counter when he tries and fails to catch the jar. It thunks on the ground but does not break. ]

...Lord, you scared me!

[ Doesn't stop him from looking around, like he's hoping there to be literally anybody else in this room Komaeda might've been speaking with. ]

But I'm not... no. This isn't for anything like that.

[ By experience, people get mad when you try to play soccer inside.

He takes Komaeda's jacket and sets it over his shoulders like a cape, without pulling his arms through the sleeves. ]

Thanks. You've done enough, but if you'd like to do something more for me... Bring me people's PDAs if you can get your hands on them. I'll only borrow them for a bit, and then I'll give them back.

Senpai, of course.

( she insists, but accepts it regardless. it is safer to collect the shards with material wrapped around her hand... and when she's collected all shards big enough, she stuffs a few into her jacket pocket and throws the rest into her locker.

she looks up at him then, smiling down from the ground. )

Out of commission yet, or should I keep going?

[ The girl looks up from her book and blinks slowly at Clamor, as if surprised he's still hanging around after the work is finished. Tentatively, she reaches out and takes the piece of paper, staring down at the words.

...

She puts the piece of paper in her mouth and nibbles on a corner. ]

( he hums, looking off to the side as he thinks about it. )

How sweet, ahah... I really don't deserve such kindness.

( so he wasn't there for whenever his first one started, so he wonders about the others. )

What about the others, if I couldn't be there for your first?

( his voice drops softly as he stares at the other curiously, wondering if he'll even say. if there is one, actually... )

[ tell me when the feet are gone so I can come back

But no, there is no public blood drive for it. Lucifer is senpai! He doesn't need to be bothered with the menial task of blood collection or its logistics. Besides, they laugh and say they already have his blood. You know. As membership dues. ]

Why are you so skittish? It's just me...

( he watches the jar instead of focusing on the other. )

I get it, this must be your partime as a servant, bringing in the food for all of us to eat, how kind.

( as much as anyone doesn't want to be left with komaeda, he makes his way over to pick up the glass jar that fell on the floor. now if it breaks in komaeda's hand, understandable, sometimes another person's good luck is your bad luck. )

( he's going TO MURDER PEOPLE? OK "SOCCER" ASS... ok but oh no, not his cape... )

Sounds easy enough, but... pray tell, what will you do with them?

( they've been friends for long enough right, but does it warrant the truth out of him? probably not. obtaining pdas doesn't sound difficult at all, but they're no good if you can't pry them open... but for a thug like rokkun? i see your game. )

[ He's tired, but between the blood loss and running around the school, that's not too surprising. Still, he crouches down in front of Rika and mirrors her position. ]

Being around you keeps me going. Was there something else you needed to show me, or can I have my ball back and see if I can make it to practice?

[cain and nms say the feet are gone but are you gonna trust them :// (jk the feet are gone)

Oh okay they already have his blood? That's good, good for them! (what the fuck) When did he give it to them again? He's having a hard time remembering, actually. See, he hasn't had any caffeine today. He wants to double-check and make sure his membership dues have been paid properly, he says, you know... just in case, since his memory is shot to hell. :)]

Uwah, Senpai's being gross again. Only tell me I'm your reason to keep going during official meet-and-greet hours!

( imma be real with you here i forgot about the ball entirely so i'll just say she... kicked it along from the bathroom because i can say that and nobody can dispute me on this. )

I'm okay now!! Take care at practice, 'kay? You're injured. ( she reaches forward to brush her thumb over his nose, expression a little thoughtful. after a moment, she turns to the side to push the ball towards him. )

[ He's going to soccer the pdas ]

You know. [ he shrugs. actually-- ] Can I have yours?

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