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Yeah, it is.

[ Before the stench of rot drove people away and ???Gawain guarding the stairs all of April, but it used to be, in the past, when there is little other place in the school that offers both privacy and a view. ]

Not a lot of people come up here just to hang out, though, I guess 'cause people would talk if they're spotted going up. The implications, you know.

[ The privacy is great. People turn a blind eye and sometimes two people go up and only one person comes down and nobody looks. ]

( i thought you were blocking out the consumption of komaeda blood!

sighs, what's pointy in your pocket or are you happy to see me? )

Unless you've asked others... but is five enough?

( do you play this with lily may, please, does she allow it. lily fact of the day. )

( yeah, that's fair. gives him a little wave goodbye. )

( the view is nice. she knows, because she stared holes into that wisteria tree last time she was here, talking to jekyll. even now, her gaze wanders to it, but she doesn't bother going towards the window; instead, she leans against the wall and plays it casual. )

Hmmm ~ Has Senpai ever been up here with anyone else? Alone?

( to kill them? actually she's asking about any Other Possible Girls but well... knowing rokkun... )

[ For reasons previously stated, Maya was never going to let Komaeda in the council. She's right behind him, doing that thing where you walk so close behind somebody that you step on their heel, I tried to google the term for this but couldn't find it.

Anyways, the moment he's out of the room she locks it behind him and Turing is so lucky the door can be unlocked from the inside bc otherwise they'd be stuck there until the next student council meeting. Maybe get Gundham to lock the door again once Turing is out or Maya will know something is up.

Anyways anyways, Turing can find all the things mentioned here. ]

No, I don't really want to get involved with him...

[ Like he really doesn't want to get involved with Komaeda, cleaning up his jars and tightening his bag and holding it close to his chest. ]

Are you two friends?

( as she steps on the back of his heels because i know what you mean, and oh i hate it, she can hear komaeda say "ouch" every step forward, also something along the lines, "being walked on isn't too bad..."

good luck turing, it's up to you king. )

[ She hehehes at being called shrewd and ruthless, but even she can't help but turn a little red when he says she is maybe possibly his type. Natsume liking clever and dangerous people... ]

Yeah! I bet we can fit both the forest and Saransk in one week! [ oh, but ] What's the problem? Do you think your mama won't let you go?

[ Some parents are strict? she can't think of any other problems ]

[ She's painting a picture in her head of a stereotypical alcoholic father and a neurotic mother and a quiet little boy doing his best to keep his family together because that's all he has ): ]

Yashiro-san's circumstances were a bit...

[ The poor girl was bullied into it, Ouma-kun, she doesn't want the same for you!! She sighs a little, because the school supports after school clubs, but after that... ]

Unfortunately the school isn't equipped to house students at the moment. We have an old dormitory building, but it's run down, there's no water or electricity, and we lack the funds to fix it up and get it running. If the student council is able to hold another successful fundraiser, perhaps we might have a place for you, Ouma-kun.

[ Can't believe my npc threads with Hyde keep ending up with him passing out

The counselor has infinite patience, by which I mean he sits there and hears Hyde talk and maybe doesn't listen to everything coming out of his mouth, but he does eat a couple more almonds in the meantime. Just reaches into the bag with his bloody hand. ]

...What makes a world "real"? Is the fact that you're experiencing it not enough to make it real, for you?

[ This world, that world, whatever. Reality is the person's perception, whether or not it aligns with expectation. ]

If you want to destroy the world, destroy it. If you want to play in it, take your time to play. Life does not have a script.

( oh no, not calling it a date- almost immediately, nene blushes, almost looking away to hide it. but... well, he knows her at this point. he probably already knows she would be. instead, she just squeezes his hand in hers and smiles. )

Y-yeah! We can bring snacks!

Would you rather take your clothes off outside...?

[ They could do both. She's being kind here, Hajun. ]

[ They're shy!! Head down, black hood over their head, but he can see brown hair tucked under the hood instead of black, which makes them stand out enough to figure out which first year student it is.

Here's a face... why do I have so many icons of children hiding behind doors idk ]

( CHIAKI NO... BEING LIKED BY NATSUME IS NEVER A GOOD THING... )

When I said I was staying at school overNIGHT, I meant it literally — for reasons unknown to ME, I'm completely incapable of passing through the school's front doors in order to LEAVE, though others have been able to do so if accompanied by a teaCHER.

( all said with a totally straight face, though it breaks slightly after with a wry smile. )

Perhaps I'm actually a GHOST.

[ yes

yes

and I never thought about it and went to go find her but she's hiding inside my bed in that little pocket she tore open under the mattress, how is she not boiling, I went to go freeze ice for her and I'll let you know later if she allows cat stack ]

It's the sort of thing where there can never be enough, so I just ask when there's a good opportunity. How'd you get people to give you theirs?

[ He notices the glance, of course he does when she's not looking at him, and he goes ahead and stands in that side of the room so Rika can have both. ]

I have, but not for anything like that. [ glances at her, glances away, ] Not yet, anyways.

...

[ If Nanami were capable of processing discomfort, or irony and how it can lead to discomfort. Configure the thought that, it was strange her of all people retained the laptop with a student or friend whom the other seemed acquainted with. Why was this in her hands? Why did she have this program and why was Akira the only one apparently able to open it up for her?

The thoughts flutter in her head over and over again, and she is unable to discern any answer from it. Her memories are gone from the life she lived in this school, and Akira is just a nervous person. Possibly just as uncertain to the situation as herself. ]

What do we do then? If she's inside of this computer, it looks as if she is unaware of it and in the middle of learning her processing. [ Nanami states as if she knows, or completely understands how it will feel like. ] Are you her creator, because you knew how to turn this on suddenly?

[ Looking down at the computer, Nanami types. ]

Can you see this?

As trash beneath his feet... literal scum... ( he sighs deeply, discouraged as it leaves from his mouth as if he's really hurt — he's not, he's just doing this for attention. )

I'm just a stepping stone compared to an insect like you.

( that frown he had is replaced with a smile, and he waves it off with one hand. ) That's why I want to help your endeavors!

( please don't agree x2.

omg that's soooo cute, my cousin's ferret would do the same thing, so when you sat on the edge of the bed, it would poke its head out to talk look at you. do you think dog's allow stack, maybe we stack together. )

What are you searching for... or putting in them? ( what you doing freak? that said, he shakes his head with a smile. ) Ah... I'm just lucky... unfortunately.

( ah... does he have to be like this? the subject she wants to bring up is already difficult enough to weave into conversation as is; if he keeps being so casually thoughtful, she'll literally let him get away with it just because he's cute?

before she knows it, she's already moving to his side. why is it so hard to stay out of his space, when they're together? )

What do you think I wanna tell you, then? ( she smiles, coy and suggestive, placing both forearms on the windowsill.

ah... she wants to go outside. maybe that's why she's so drawn to this window. ) You have one guess, and then it's punishment time!

[ Hmmmmmmmmmm She reaches over and pokes him right on the sternum. ]

Pretty solid ghost. You don't need a teacher escort— I'll walk you home, and you can meet my baby sister, and we can go to Guam!

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...We don't do anything.

[ He whispers his words, like he's afraid of being overheard, like he's guilty and he is and he looks sick and pale for it. ]

I did this. She was afraid of disappearing, so she asked me... if I could bind a part of her here.

[ To be fair, he can't tell which is better to be a rock or a bug. Rokkun likes rocks? He eats bugs. ]

Is he... being mean to you...?

[ Are you being BULLIED Komaeda?? ]

Hello. What things can you do?

[ Nanami types rather quickly, her eyes looking over toward how Akira looked. He seemed really down, and upset over the matter. It seemed the mystery of the laptop slowly were being revealed little by little. ]

If my father was here, he would be able to help more. [ She says softly, her own understanding of programing were low. At best, she could construct her own game if she put the time and energy into it.] Why do you seem upset about it? If that was what she wanted, then why you do look ashamed?

[ Jasmine moves around too much to allow stack but I'll try later too, she went outside to lie in the shade but the last time I went outside it felt hotter than inside so we'll just have to manage ]

Hmm... I guess you could say I owe someone who owes someone else. I'm the courier, essentially.

[ And now that he hasn't answerd Komaeda's question, he's going to try to pull Komaeda's hand out of his pocket thanks, it's tight in there. ]

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