OK overture

[sisters]

Who: Rantarou Amami & anyone who hits me up
What: June catch-all
When: 06/01 onwards
Where: Various locations
Warnings: TBA

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mise picked for me

This post serves as a place for me to gather all of Amami's closed threads, starters, and miscellany through the month. If you want to set something up, I can be reached by PM or at kagehira

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[sisters]

( what is wrong with you? what is wrong with you? what is wrong with you?

amami doesn't know what the honours are, but he guesses there's really only one thing they can be in this context. closing the distance between himself and the other two, he'll wince visibly as he crouches down, another sharp inhale through clenched teeth, and he'll kinda... you said the bag was plastic, right? he'll tear open the side — but the kind of tear where he's really just pulling each side apart, so that his fingers don't end up in the bag touching dead zombie rat.

actually, on that note, he faces the opening of the bag away from rika as he does so. )

[commences]

( there...

amami sees it... the guts of a flattered and choked rat contorted by dito's gentle fingers! he was a pretty fat rat before his organs and guts came shooting out of his ass, but that's not what's special about naughty wilbur. it's the fact that there's something moving around in the guts, trapped between it and the dead rat body...

something special that the ultimate ??? will see after a few seconds of the creature kicking. a blessing, caught between life and death...

will you save it? )

[contrarily]

( she's too busy trying to kick komaeda to death to really pay attention to the way amami opens the bag, facing it away from her.

she does turn her head towards him when she hears it rustle, though, narrowing her eyes. )

... what's in there? Did this idiot put Wilbur in a plastic bag alive?!

[sisters]

( incredible. he's the ultimate midwife now. honest to god he does not look all that happy about this — there's a moment of surprise, replaced quickly by a grimace as he realizes that there's really no way he can get out of this situation without touching nasty rat guts. because apparently, rika was attached. and he still feels pretty guilty. so here he is, reaching into the bag without hesitation to untangle the little something special that's caught inside. )

Hold on...

( but even if he can pull it out, he's not, like, the ultimate vet? pretty sure he can cross that one off, because he's got no clue what to do next. hopefully just that would have been enough... anyway, with it in the palm of one hand, he's going to use the other to... close the visual on wilbur's guts and glance back to the other two. )

There are sinks in the art room, right?

( aside from washing his own hands for 10 years, they might want to rinse off naughty (name pending) jr. too )

[commences]

( komaeda's on alert when amami speaks, and even he doesn't know what's going on aside from getting beat up, a funeral, and learning about some rocks. which, he's actually enjoying getting his shit kicked because if he can persevere, his hope is pretty bulky. thanks, kawaii-san! with every kick, he's leaning up properly as he looks towards amami with a tired expression, and a hitch of his breath once the tip of her shoe comes in contact with his side.

he doesn't know if rika is paying attention to an ultimate's question, but komaeda sure is, and sure will — )

Ah(t)... It's our safest best — ah(t)... with Ball Monokuma rolling around...

( he's going to get up from the floor, a little dizzy, but he's managing. )

We have to hurry if Amami-kun believes Naughty Wilbur can be saved!

[contrarily]

( oh jesus fucking christ.

she stops kicking komaeda immediately, rushing over to the door to hurry amami out. )

Let's go then!! We can't just let it die!!