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( there's already been a few deaths so there's no need to add to the pile, but he can see the way crona has trouble accepting what he said. in a way, komaeda wants to say that it isn't time yet to throw themselves out into the fray, and it's probably wrong to suggest using crona to kill, but they seem so willing. it could backfire on him, perhaps crona will let it be known that komaeda has something up his sleeve, but they seem too innocent, don't appear to be the type to let everyone into their business. more so complain, look cute, and get their way without even thinking about it, so he doesn't worry much. )

Yes! You're getting the hang of it. ( he laughs, it comes out more of a wheeze because he almost seems like he has trouble breathing. he appears weak, seems weak, looks it from the way he his pale skin matches his sickly eyes, and the amount of energy he's willing to give at all times. )

That's fine... to do something like that for hope... to see the people you care for prevail, I'd give my life for it. ( with that said, komaeda turns on the teacher's desk like a child, leaning over to grab a black bag that he's been carrying out. lifting it up, he sets it on the desk, and settles on teh surface properly as he opens it. with the zipper coming undone, komaeda looks inside to see if the piece is still fresh. )

Do you want this as a snack? Then we can continue. ( a little break never hurt anyone. )

A-ah um? Komeada, are you okay? [They lean forward, blinking over as Komeada coughs and wheezes. Komeada is nice...but he does sort of seem like a weakling. They're pretty pale and bloodless themselves, but they can still lift their weight and more or laugh without dying. They'd probably not have a lot of trouble with him, if he did something scary and they needed to fight. But that was sort of a dumb stupid thought, because they weren't going to fight anyone right now! They'd been told not to, and it would make Maka pretty unhappy. So that was that. ]

Please don't give your life or die? I couldn't deal with that!? Komeada? [ He's spinning around and Crona gets off of the desk to walk towards him. By the time they get up to where he's perched, he's already turned around with that big black bag. They cock their head at it, curious. ]

Do you have food in there? If you paid for it....I don't know how to deal with being in debt like that....I don't have many points...

I'm perfectly fine, why do you ask?

( he's used to his weak disposition, coughing, throwing up blood, anything that reminds him that he's going to die soon regardless. he still believes he has a year left, or rather, that year has yet to show itself where he's going to die anyway. that's why he doesn't mind giving up his life, dying for a cause like hope. he doesn't even know if he can call crona's request concern — would they have difficulties living if komaeda wasn't there to help them, or do they only like his company because they're lonely themselves.

he perks up at hearing his name. ) Yes, hello, Crona-san!

( he parts open the bag even more, showing the arm that lays inside that still has some color to the skin, but izumi was always... perfect. he probably tastes good or maybe a vegan meal since all he did was eat healthy snacks to keep his skin perfect. what's on him though is tallies among tallies that range in the twenties, but it's too hard to make out how many when komaeda keeps moving the bag. )

Also it was free! He didn't complain when I took it... ( how would izumi? he was dead. ) so that's fine, right?

O-oh? If you say so... If you're coughing like that, usually people say something like that. So I just- er forget it!

[ The only time Crona coughs up blood is when they'd had a really bad experiment - or Ragnorok decided he wanted to do something weird. They've never really been sick in their life, one of the few benefits of being injected with synthetic blood. ]

Hello Komeada? [ They must be really bad at conversations if they couldn't follow this one...or maybe Komeada was also just bad at it. They flick their eyes down to look at the bag blankly.

Oh...its an arm. Well maybe they'd gotten their hopes up a bit...All the snacks here were tasty. Dead humans taste kind of gross, but its not like they have much else. And they are, really really hungry. They reach out a hand without much hesitance and place a pale finger on Izumi's equally pale skin. It's cold. What a pain. ]

Do you usually have to pay for arms where you're from? [They pick it up, examining the fingers. ] Um...its going to take me a while to eat this. Maybe I should do it later? Ragnorok isn't here, and I just have normal teeth... Chewing for a long time in front of Komeada would be really hard to deal with...

( oh were they worried...? komaeda shakes his head, his well-being doesn't matter right now, and he's doing what he can as a teacher to teach crona the ins and outs of survival. he is also part of the survival club, you know? after being greeted, he raises a hand to pat crona's head gently, and then pulls it back to tap against the raw flesh to check if it's hard or something, just... a dead, cold arm. )

You can just take them off people if you want... Or cut them, I did my fair share.

( just a small little komaeda fact that he's willing to give about himself, and it's why he has his prosthetic arm anyway. it's crafted black and white so that it reminds him of hope and despair, but he also gets happy... considering it's the same as the go stones he enjoys. )

Eat small pieces, but don't... eat this part.

( he touches the tallies, there's something specific he wants to see about them. ) You can eat around me, Crona-san, I promise I won't stare.

Eeehh I know t-that! I'm not stupid... [ Their eyes follow the arm as Komeada lifts it up, but they shut them with an eep as Komeada pats their head. They accept the pat. Despite the fucked up scenario here, its kinda cute. ]

I can't eat a metal arm! [They look at it a bit nervously. ] That would break all my teeth, and then it would be really hard to talk! I couldn't deal with that.

[ They do reach out to take the hand once more, staring at the tallies with one eye. ]

Oh! I have these! He has more then me...does that mean I'd taste better then him? [ As they speak they just break one of his fingers off without blinking. Its not hard, with such an old body, and the ring finger is his longest. Crona nibbles on it as they talk. ] I have um....one two...twelve. I think.

Edited (i hate it here) 2021-07-01 04:02 (UTC)

( well he wouldn't offer his prosthetic for her to eat, and instead, izumi's arm is the best meal on the menu for the time being. he allows crona to break off a finger, and komaeda guesses he should remind them to at least leave one, how else will he get into the pda? watching the other nibble away on their new snack, komaeda zips the bag closed so that the air doesn't get all over izumi's arm. )

Oh, is that so...? Twelve's bigger than mine, I only have seven...

( he would show his, but he has the bag in his lap so he's too busy holding onto it to make sure it doesn't fall in the floor. )

There's tons of reasons he could have this many... ( but he'll agree, nodding at crona's words so that they feel better. ) You probably do taste better than him... ( now, since he's dead as hell, and all cold where crona might be warmer... you know, komaeda can't judge, he's also cold. )

How does he taste?

Huh, guess you taste the best then. [ That's that, isn't it? ] It's weird to get tattoo you don't remember though. That's really hard to deal with. What if I start getting ones I don't like, or that say mean words? I couldn't possibly deal with that!

[ They pause, a bone cracking under their teeth. Chew, because its important to be polite when you eat, then swallow. Another weird question, but at least its one they know how to answer. It doesn't taste good thats for sure. Its cold, and kind of chewy, and already tastes a bit spoiled. Crona's not dumb though, and they know eating food that tastes good is a privilege and not a right. So its fine, at least its filling. Anyway, they need meat to keep their iron up so their blood gets better soon. ]

He tastes like a dead person...Should I share? If you're sick and you don't eat, stuff gets a lot harder to deal with.

I might taste bitter, besides... I'm just skin and bones.

( he wishes he could give an example like pulling at the skin of his arm, but he doesn't want the bag to slide out his lap, and onto the floor. so he stays in place as he watches the way crona eats their meal — rather polite for a cannibal — and when they swallow, komaeda nods. ) Don't worry, the only marks we can get are tallies, so trust me...

( everyone else has them, and they haven't heard of another person who got words on their arm. that would be interesting, actually, if having a death mark that would explain something about them, or a secret. he knows that they wouldn't like that, so it does nothing for him to think about, and so he moves on. well, he tries until he's offered a bit of food, and with a shake of his head. )

And I'm supposed to be teaching this class, I really can't talk with my mouth full... so make sure you swallow to answer the next question. ( that's his cop out so he doesn't have to take a bite, i'm crying. )

That's why you should eat more! Maka says if you don't eat enough you get malnourished...[ Crona is apparently also malnourished according to Doctor Stien, so hopefully that will get better. ]

[ And hey, Crona has great table manners! It's one of the few things their insanely evil mom saw fit to impress upon them as important, so when Komeada says to finish swallowing before they continue, they do. ]

Um...the next question is...who has the strongest hope right? [ They lean back onto another desk, swinging their legs as they thing. They've already picked up that Komeada probably wants them to pick someone on the list...which makes them feel bad because they haven't spoken to everyone there. Saihara or Hinata could have really good hope or whatever and Crona just hasn't had the time to talk to them....oh well. ]

I guess...Ishimaru? Because he believes in hard work and even if he has to do things that are hard to deal with [Stabbing a girl in the courtyard ] he doesn't give up. Um...but Nanami was really brave during the meeting, and Amami is a nice guy...I don't think I've met anyone else.

( komaeda? malnourished? all he eats is bread so you know what, yeah, he isn't taking good care of himself. nothing to worry about though because he's taking care of the people around him to build up their hope so that when they achieve true hope, everybody here and even in the outside world will never succumb to despair. it's a goal of his, a type of unimaginable dream he wants to make happen, but he can only do that by starting off with a hope that outshines all others. )

About that... you can't limit it to just anyone here, we're trapped in an all new playing field, and they've separated it between them ( the transfers ) and the others ( native ). It's best to stay neutral until you find whose hope here will be your guiding light —

( he thinks about his time in the simulation where he didn't pick a side, instead, he only watched both, and said that he would help the hope of whoever needed it. his assistance could help pave a way for them, uniting others together through the sake of it — )

Since we're both stepping stones, if we need to rely on one another, we must.

( that's what he thinks, also a loophole as to remain neutral, but they help each other when they need it. crona's getting it though, understanding that ultimates have stronger hopes than normal people. )

If you want their hope to shine even brighter, you must place hurdles in their path to see if they're capable.

[ Just bread...please. Have some of the fucking corpse hand. You need iron. You can't hope away the scurvy...]

Um...well Maka is definitely my guiding light back home! [ They give Komeada a toothy smile. ] Her hope would probably be really nice, if Komeada could see it. But she's not here...so I guess I listen to you now?

[ They don't see any need to stay nuetral on the subject. Crona's isn't...good at thinking independently...What metric would they even use to determine who guides then other then who is taking their hand at the moment? ]

You can rely on me. I can be quiet, and strong, like a rock~ [ Their smile falls and they look puzzled. ] Hurdles? Like, fighting? ...I don't think I'm supposed to fight any friends unless they want to practice.

( i think komaeda has had enough hand in his day, i think he can eat bread like a normal person... please! )

You're right, as soon as Maka-san appears... you'll introduce me to them...

( the thought of meeting crona's friends has came across komaeda's mind a few times, but it's never been a complete game changer for him. they're different than him, the way they think and act could never compare to how he handles certain situations, so in the end, it probably wouldn't be the best of relationships. luckily for him, he knows that crona would bridge the gap, even if komaeda's outlook is much different from maka's, and this is why he doesn't worry about it all too much. )

And I can view their hope, and you can tell Maka-san how well I've taken care of you. In kind, I'll say you always listen, I've never had trouble once.

( as for the comparison, however, his eyes widen slightly from how confused he feels, and then return back to normal. like a rock, oh, that's something he can agree with now that he lets it sink in. with one hand, he places it on crona's shoulder before giving a soft pat. )

I've been in enough altercations here to know it isn't all just practice, sometimes... you can fight just because you want to.

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is it still fresh. im gonna die. they're going to say yes to this and i cant stop that bc its ic

always fresh you know a lil cut off hard never hurt anyone

if i eat izumi will i gain his beautiful talent as an idol

I THINK YOU SHOULD GET HIS VOICE LIKE URSULA TBH

tw....cannibalism (.-.)

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