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... So that people... don't... die...? Horribly and painfully and for no good reason? You should not actually need any additional reasons???

[it's actually slightly hard to understand a person with a clenched jaw so maybe they don't even catch this.]

Rather, how would you go about turning it off?

( if he's willing to give something helpful, they should take it, and despite rokkun's methods are questionable... )

There could be a reason, Stephanie, Rokkun isn't a horrible person all the time. Perhaps there's something beyond it that we're keeping out, or we're being kept in from tarnishing what's out there.

( imaginative mind. )

Either way, your hope will pave a way towards your success.

[ It's hard not to roll his eyes at "isn't a horrible person all the time" so he doesn't bother resisting. ]

If you don't touch the fence, you won't get burned or die. It's part of the sport, like the ice in ice hockey and metal cleats in soccer.

[...]

If people die, it's not a sport. Sports aren't supposed to kill people. If they die, something went horribly wrong. It's not part of it at all.

( he's going to take a little sit down, yawning softly as a hand muffles the sound. a few tears beading up in the corner of his eyes as he watches. )

You both abide by different sports, but in the end it's about...

( ... what's sports about, he doesn't do sports. )

Anyway, this is her sport she wants to utilize with people that she can share it with, just like you did... so won't you see what comes from her method? Perhaps she can make you proud, and show us different opportunities with her hope.

People dying isn't the sport's fault.

[ Don't blame the sport? Blame you being a bad athlete. ]

This has nothing to do with me, so even if she did manage to create a team to play a non-lethal game, it doesn't matter to me. Why are you two here?

[stomps foot] Because Komaeda thought a cowardly jerk would be the kind of person that would just accept apologies without being a huge cowardly jerk about it!

But, wow, what a shock! He was completely wrong! You're the worst!

...

( he sighs, but he'll get up from where he stands as he walks over. )

I came here because I believed in the strength of both participant's hope. What's the point of arguing when together, a type of happiness could be made...

( don't get depressed komaeda, don't get depressed — yeah, fake it until you make it. )

...Now I feel like an idiot for trying, I should just kill myself... that was the agreement, wasn't it Stephanie?

[ This isn't arguing, Stephanie is just wrong. That's not the important part, though—- ]

You agreed to that?

[ Hello? he sure is addressing Stephanie now. ]

We did not agree to that!

[so you'd think she'd be like "I never promised that you could kill yourself" but]

I said I'd forgive him and let him join my club, and both of those things happened! It's just that they stopped happening, because he's a jerk! That's his fault, not mine!

Ahaha, I guess the cat's out of the bag. It's a very complicated situation I'm in, but I am concerned for you two.

( he lifts his hand, patting stephanie's head in order to calm her down... )

Rokkun, I'm sure we can do a trade for the knowledge on the fence... you're aware of how to turn it off, I want to test the hopes of the people here...

( he kneels down, crawling towards the edge of the pool, but not enough to fall in. the fence would be able to help stephanie's club, and that means her hope with others will be able to expand... he's interested. )

You'll help me ( us... ), won't you?

[ What makes her think he would want to join a non-lethal sports club? ]

Offering to let me join your club isn't very convincing when I can't run anymore, or play or move how I want.

[ All he can do is dead man's float in the pool. He should feel resentment at the offer that he would obviously have to turn down, and Stephanie would be happy because he's not there and she gets to keep her side of whatever promise they made. ]

Why not hold your club on the field? It's larger than the courts, without all the fencing in the way, and the turf is easier on the knees.

[she's about to go into a speech about how his physical ability has nothing to do with his capability to enjoy sports and how she would gladly alter games to match him and then he just had to piss her off again.]

You know why! That track is even worse than the fence! At least the fence has a gate!

[looks at Komaeda] See? This is what he was doing last time. Acting like he doesn't already know all of this, because he's a jerk.

It's fine, it's fine... you both do well getting under each other's skin, it really is impressive. It's easy to see eye to eye, to make friends with one another... because there's no good in arguing, yet you two...

( he laughs softly, crossing his arms on his knees as he looks out into the pool. he scans the area, before looking back to stephanie. )

It's because we're leaving him room for suggestions, it's... our fault. ( wouldn't call this him being difficult, he just wants certain incentives, and probably a bit of mind games. they know that he knows something, and then... )

There has to be special occasions to turn off the fence, you can tell us that, can't you?

[ ? There's plenty of grass to run around on and stay away from the edges. For somebody who likes sports, Stephanie is surprisingly cautious. She's also 10. They're not going to be friends. ]

The special occasion is when you want to play tennis without electrocuting yourself to death, and you find a generous senpai to turn it off for you. I'll consider it after I'm able to run again.

[ Because, look. If he can't play, what does he get out of it? nothing ]

... Komaeda... [she kneels next to him, looking at him with a concerned expression.] Komaeda, you didn't do anything wrong. None of this is your fault. You were...

[being kind. or was it kindness? for all he worships his ultimates, she's never seen him treat them with... acquiescence. excusing flaws instead of harping on them. working to make his wording clearer, rather than trying to twist them more.

she grips his shoulder. she can't stop whatever actions he'll take when she speaks. and she can't stop that. she couldn't stop that if she wanted to.]

Is this how you always talk to him? The way he was acting, I thought you were at least nice to him.

[and she doesn't.]

If this is how you treat people that care about you, your family is better off without you.

( that's a hard rejection, he thinks, find a generous senpai that'll be willing to turn it off, and he thinks of others. he does find rokkun's way of thinking too selfish, and komaeda wonders if paying for whatever medical bills the other is having will speed up the process, give stephanie what she needs — sadly, that's not how hope works. it comes from how a person handles what's thrown at them, and between the two, they should be able to overcome their personal difficulties.

or so he thought, and not expecting stephanie to speak to him which he smiles, a hand raised to brush it off. )

I should have anticipated this, actually.

( he wants to say more, until stephanie continues, and komaeda's eyes widen for a brief moment before returning to a normal size. a sensitive subject, and he raises a hand to his shoulder where hers reside, and he squeezes to gain her attention. )

...

( his mouth parts, he wants to say what the narration for any of this is, but then sara's question comes to mind. miss blue and mr. red, two hopeful individuals with their own requests and actions that differ from one another, and who would he protect. lips close, and he glances at the water in front of him because his answer to that question was to let the hope of the two individuals speak, and it applies here too. no matter the description of their relationship, they can push past this. )

[ Okay, so... I glanced over past threads and Rokkun is not actually very nice to Komaeda. He hasn't been very nice in general, but a lot of him being here is butting heads not unlike what's happening now, except he has no selfish desire for Stephanie to like him. Everything about this makes him bristle— somebody he had left on bad terms with coming up to him and demanding something out of the blue, rubbing it in his face that he can't do anymore the one single thing that made him happy, and then she brings up his family and he grits his teeth, wanting so bad to spit a retort at her face but instead,

he turns around in the water to swim to the other side of the pool, so he can get out there. ]

[the cool thing about big, tiled rooms like indoor pools is that, even when you're not talking very loudly, your words can still echo.]

Coward.

( as if komeda can tell when people are being nice to him or not, his own family hated him, and he's used to that so he doesn't see anything out of the usual. this does leave room for komaeda self deprecation, a bit of disappointment in his voice. )

Trash like me getting involved in people's lives... why do I try, and neither party feels very hopeful now...

( depressing, he comments to himself as he stands up properly.

well.
rokkun: 0
stephanie: 2

time to pack it up, he'll direct his attention to stephanie. )

I know it's hard to understand, but he wants to be needed... Next time, we'll work on the hope you two share. ( c: )

I don't want there to be a next time.

[she puts the other arm over his shoulders, putting her head against his back.]

And I didn't like the way he spoke to you. If I see him do it again, I'll... beat him up, or something. You deserve better.

There's a disconnect... but his hope isn't entirely against ours.

( he blinks slightly confused, smiling softly as he cants his head to the side. he's not bothered by her actions, and his hand lifts to pat her head. )

He sounded pretty excited to hear from us, actually! If he didn't, he wouldn't have given us the clues that he did.. I'll thank him for us when he's not fleeing, it'd do no good right now...

Don't thank him for not doing anything. We didn't get clues; all we learned is that he doesn't care if all of us die horribly - and I already knew that.

... Saying what I said 'cause I was upset about you doesn't make what I said any nicer though, does it? [a sigh] And I don't feel bad about it at all, this time. Maybe I'm not very nice anymore.

This place has been our coffin for a long time...

( a purgatory of sorts if he had to explain it, a goal set for all of them, and if they're able to pass the benchmark... then...

no need to worry stephanie over it. )

That's for another day, though. Today, you are still kind... because you were capable of forgiving even when against it. You find yourself cruel, but to me... you are kind even now. This is why it's hard to discern what is right and wrong when questioning other people's morals...

( that said, it's why he can say both side were selfish, but wrong? that's a whole different can of worms. )

It used to be easy, for me. I'd really like for it to go back to when it was easy.

[it probably can't. for several reasons.]

... Komaeda, am I dead? I don't feel dead, but I don't think I know any better. If the scars on our arms are supposed to show lives that were taken... I've only ever had the one.

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