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[sisters]

Who: Rantarou Amami & you!
What: Arrival & introduction
When: 05/19 and onwards
Where: Various locations
Warnings: Dangan Ronpa V3 spoilers in comments

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a) travels
•　open — 05/19, 2nd floor, right wing

( it takes little time for him to figure out the idea — that he can't leave. what's really strange about it is that... others can? there's a distinct lack of physical barriers preventing him, but even so, it's as if the world itself is engineered to trap him here. it is... something that he makes note of, but after some time spent checking his options, it's also something he sincerely doubts will be easily solved. more importantly, what he notices is that there are some students who just... don't go home. as if they aren't concerned with even trying to leave, even as the building begins to empty out for the evening.

so it's them he decides to focus on, and the next person to pass him in the hallway is his first victim. with a wave to draw their attention, amami offers a smile. at the same time, his mind turns, trying to figure out how best to phrase this so he doesn't seem like he's crazy if he's wrong. lets see... first off: )

Sorry, but do you have a minute?

b) find my way
•　open — 05/19, 1st floor, bulletin board

( another thing he finds to be of note as he wanders through the halls is the bulletin board. the rules, for one, are beyond bizarre — that's a puzzle that he's going to pocket for the time being. what he's really interested in right now is the class assignments. it takes him a few minutes, peering through the names recorded on the sheet, but it does strike him that not all of the names are unfamiliar. a few stand out: kaede akamatsu, shuichi saihara, kokichi ouma... if it's true... well, at least one of those names is someone that amami has reason to consider may be trustworthy in a situation like this.

option one:
this time, victim number two is anybody who happens to be near the front hall. turning to glance at them, he gestures to the sheet. )

Hey, you wouldn't happen to know Kaede Akamatsu, would you?

option two:
( or maybe your name is one of those he'd recognize in the first place. in that case, when he turns, instead of an amicable smile, you're treated with a momentary expression of wide-eyed surprise. )

What a coincidence, I didn't think I'd see you here.

c) wildcard
•　open — anywhere, any time

( have an idea? feel free to throw anything else my way, or if you're unsure, you can hit me up via pm or at kagehira! )

Comments

[sisters]

( well, there it is. not like ouma hadn't given him a hint along the way, and there's a faint bitterness underlying his facade that has amami willing to believe it.

his fingers curl into a fist and, yeah, he won't even bother with an attempt at covering it up — the frustration is written across his own expression plain as day. )

Sorry to hear that, then. ( on both counts. ) Guess I will.

[trialbyliar]

[The frustration is mutual. Kokichi certainly hadn't wanted to die for the sake of his plans. He was simply – embarrassingly enough – outplayed. All he could hope was that his final efforts salvaged something useful from that failure, but he'd yet to hear any vindicating stories of the mastermind being unmasked and taken down.

Ah, well. At least he masks it better than Rantaro.

Kokichi gives an idle hum, just acknowledgement that Rantaro had responded, before facing forward again with a bounce in his step.]

Hey, hey, do you have any merit points yet? I wanna get a snack!

[sisters]

( it's good timing for a change of pace, so ouma can have credit for that much. amami kinda glances at him for a moment, the frustration etched into his features slowly beginning to fall away, and offers up a shrug. not that ouma's looking, but, y'know. he'll pull his pda out of his pocket to check. )

That what those are for — snacks? Yeah, looks like I have a few.

( guess ouma can have something for catching him up. as a treat. )

[trialbyliar]

[Shockingly, the Ultimate Supreme Leader is actually good at handling people. Who would've thought? Of course, with the childish, careless manner in which he goes about everything, it'd be easy enough to just dismiss it all as a fluke.]

Yup! For now, anyway. We were able to use them for this charity auction they had the other week too, buuut that's over already.

[Just happily leading the way to the vending machines. He hasn't said anything about getting Rantaro to treat him, but hey, clearly some things just don't need to be said. How nice, Rantaro knows how to take care of his Supreme Leader!]