June mini-event

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06/19 07:32

[ The following half-cryptic message goes up in the early morning before class, at the exact same time as two people are let into the faculty office to talk to the Vice Principal. ]

S.Saihara

Sorry. I should have told everyone a lot sooner.
I know that.
But... if I did that, there was a chance it might have become about the merit points. And no matter what, I wanted to prevent that at any cost.

The person who did it might have been wrong... but they're still an important friend that we lived with.
That's something that shouldn't be reduced to a number.
The fact that it can be is what's messed up in the first place.
So maybe I wanted it to be a message. Not only for that person, but for the rest of us too.

[ There's no further explanation that follows, and any comments, no matter how important, will obviously not be answered for at least a few hours, depending on how things settle. ]

06/19 17:23

It's a bright and sunny day. The heat is unbearable, with sunlight reflecting off the whites of the outer walls of the school building and seeming to concentrate right in the middle of the courtyard where it comes off the concrete in waves. In desperation for a breeze, you open a window— or perhaps you can't, and simply rattle the window latch futilely— when something large and black falls from the sky and smacks into the pavement, black turned red turned nausea and vertigo and the consequential darkness of the school when a blood sacrifice has been observed.

Black shadows students start to converge upon the body in the courtyard, although their efforts to drag the body into the expanding void in the auditorium can be thwarted by breaking a mirror and returning to reality— just in time to see a second body hit the pavement in the courtyard and send you right back. Escape once more and... a third body hits the ground, bright blue eyes staring lifelessly up at the sky above.

The sky stares back, dark storm clouds gathering in the horizon. Tonight, and through the weekend, it will rain.

06/19 17:47

I.Sena

dying is sooooooooo annoying
so fess up who did it

✽ Please use the toplevels below for investigations. For some semblance of organization, there will be a separate toplevel for body investigation, location investigation, and suspect investigation, as well as one for general questions.
✽ As a reminder, npc students can open/close any window; pc students in classes with at least one rank (3-A, 3-B, 2-C, 2-D, 2-E, and all of the first year classes) can open/close windows in 1-B, 1-D, and 2-C; and pc students in classes that gained at least one rank in the past month (3-A, 2-C, 2-D, 2-E, 1-B, 1-D, and 1-E) can exit through the courtyard-facing window in 1-D.
✽ Unless there's an ic reason to argue otherwise, npc faculty will remove all three bodies by the end of the day.

Comments

1/2 i'm sorry i wrote so muchhh

[unsurely]

[ If earlier there was anger as first response... this time, there's just exhaustion. It's not really Natsume's lucidity that Shuichi's questioning -- it's something else. They had this whole conversation after all, and if the other was truly not in control... he would have long since attacked him, he's certain. It's just-- ]

I... don't know. There's simply... no way I could know that.

[ By Shuichi's side, his fingers dig into the skin of his palm as they curl, forming into a fist. He could hit the locker behind him... maybe the sound of that could express what he's feeling while echoing through the hall, which might make him feel better. Or he could hit Natsume -- and tell himself he deserves it. If he were here, that's probably what Kaito would do. But... he's not. The only one here is Shuichi, whose shoulder trembles lightly and lets up, his arm falling listless again. Alone, only those nails keep digging in, almost to the point where they draw blood.

If only he weren't so very lucid even that ends up stopping, because he knows what would happen if he bleeds. ]

Whether she'd have attacked you or broken down... whether she might have killed ten more people and then herself... that was something for Kudo-san to tell. The only thing I can do is to make deductions or draw conclusions. Just like you drew yours.

[ But in the end... people's actions are choices. There are many things that denote what was likely, but nothing to say conclusively that Chiaki wouldn't have snapped. That she wouldn't have tried to burn down the school in her rage, taking countless other lives and Natsume's own. Yet at the same time... there's no longer the chance that she wouldn't have, either, that maybe she might have stopped herself. That's just another thing that was lost for good.

Because people's lives are that way -- the reality of Chiaki Kudo dies with her. The only truth left in place of her now is the fact that she never got her choice. And... their knowledge she existed. ]

...And you might be right. I've thought the same before. If the only thing it can do is make everyone miserable... then what purpose does finding the truth even serve? Even now, I can't say if I know the answer.

[ ...Just like he doesn't about the things he's telling Natsume right now. That there's always gonna be a chance, no matter how small, that he jumped to hasty conclusions and killed for nothing. That it's something he'll have to live with. ]

But I promised... no matter what, I promised I'd reveal it.

[ He promised Rika. ]