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It's time for another FAMILY MEETING!!

[There's a sign posted on 3-C on the 27th ~~the future is now~~ indicating that it's that time of month! That's right, it's time for the family meeting!

Lucifer is in charge this time and he is holding a whip, so please behave yourselves or you might get a warning crack near your head. Or don't behave yourselves. He's not your dad. He will, however, try his hardest to keep you all on track.

As Lucifer is also one of the Team ~~Moms~~ Dads, he's also made everybody lunch as he is wont to do. The rather fancy-looking food is set up on a couple of desks at the front of the classroom to peruse at your leisure. There are cookies and muffins as well, but please try to eat a real lunch instead of subsisting off of sweets entirely.

On the whiteboard, Lucifer has written the following topics & talking points that he'd like to discuss with everybody, and has requested that you all raise your hands so that this can be done in an orderly fashion... ~~Good luck, Luci.~~

Who is missing? Who is confirmed deceased?
The gladiatorial battle — is it possible that those who died previously may come back to inflict further harm? Any guesses?
What the Hell was going on last weekend?
The void in the auditorium is infinite
Results of last month's investigations that we agreed on doing
The imps plaguing the school have been removed (thank you to Clamor for his assistance)
Have we discovered anything new?

Last but not least, the final bullet is one hundred percent something that Lucifer clearly wants to do, and it reads simply:

Instating a chore chart

So that's... fun.]

Let's try to keep this more orderly than the last one, shall we?

[And yes, the cardboard baby jail is set up in the back of the classroom! Naughty children go to cardboard baby jail. Naughtier children get a whip cracked at them. Have fun, everyone!]

[[OOC: The usual rules of the family meeting posts apply, which means threadjacking/general mingling is allowed and encouraged! Please remember to only share information your character discovered ICly to avoid metagaming. Also no Lucifer will not actually cause physical harm to anyone's characters with the whip unless player permission is granted, I'm not as psychotic as he is, don't worry about it.]]

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... Can I hold your hand?

[ The conversation stops moving forward for a moment. ]

...

( he's holding up his nub arm, the sleeve moving from where it rested. )

Is the sleeve fine?

.. That one.

[ Nanami points to the one drumming about on the table. ]

( he drums one last time, and then laughs a bit forced. )

No need, Nanami-san.

( he pauses. )

I know you didn't come here to hold hands with waste like me... so what is it?

... No was enough, you don't need to tell me how I feel about you. Or concern yourself with my feelings of wanting to hold your hand. I wasn't going to feel resentment [ Because that is what she thinks when touching other people happens, and why she asked for consent in the first place. Its important to her, consent to touch. ] if we held hands. I felt like maybe if we did, you wouldn't feel as antsy any more.

[ Nanami thinks on his question, but only momentarily. ]

Somethings wrong, and I can tell but I know you wont tell me. I am not always good at figuring you out, or knowing what is best for you. [ Locks of hair dance as she cants her head to the side. ] I want to listen to you if you have something you want to say.

...Forgive me, that was too presumptuous of me, to think I can tell an Ultimate like yourself what to do.

( even though she really isn't an ultimate, just the leftovers of another, he guesses. even though she won't feel resentment, she should, because it's him, she shouldn't even be close to him. what comes first is that of what an ultimate thinks for themselves, and it isn't his place to say anything or judge whatever he thoughts may be. he's disappointed in himself as a sigh leaves past his lips, and he proceeds to cross his arm and numb together. )

I'm just bored, disappointed, there's so many negative emotions I'm feeling from the lack of hope I've been witnessing.

( that's pretty on brand, he thinks. )

... I think you aren't looking in the right places.

[ She answers rather frankly, collecting her arms neatly now upon her lap staring toward him once again. ]

Sometimes it also takes time for people to move forward again.

Where would you suggest I look...

( glancing around, he stares at every ultimate within the room, and then he thinks of the dead body, followed by those who have been walled by the deaths here. perhaps komaeda is walled by what he saw before, but he tries to not let it direct his way of living. )

No... if I can't find it myself... I'd be even more of a failure. ( he sighs, laughing softly, not because he wants to, but doesn't know what he should do. )

The investigation, what did you learn?

... I'm saying the wrong things... As I expected, talking to Nagito is like playing hardmode.

[ Nanami cants her head, shuffling her arms together across her chest. ]

Is that how you view me, Nanami-san?

( he finally raises his head, looking in her direction with a tired gaze. )

This meeting isn't about me, we should be thinking about the victims we've lost... Sena-kun would hate not being the center of attention.

... Ne Nagito, why do you think the hope you look for is lost?

[ She answers him curtly, a flat regard to his answer. Though there is no emotion to her face. She doesn't let him answer but she speaks, not in a scolding tone merely matter-of-fact. ]

Someone's death doesn't ever push people forward in the way that you think it does, everyone here is tired. Especially because of some of the things you say. No one is moving forward and trying to make things right because deep down, it's overwhelming all of them.

[ A pause. ]

Even youre overwhelmed.

[ She hasn't so much as looked away from him, she speaks again. ]

I wasn't able to find anything out, because I couldn't look over the bodies. Instead of sitting here talking about everything I don't know yet. I am spending time to make sure everyone is alright.

This murderer did a poor job, all it's done is stump those around us.

( hope is important to him, it's his way of life to see those around him move forward. to grow, to become something more than what they were at first. the first murder brought them together, and now everyone here seems defeated that it leaves a sour taste in his mouth. death can bring hope, he already knows that besides... the hope nanami chiaki brought when she died also existed.

he doesn't think he can ever agree that death doesn't bring hope. )

...I'm tired. ( he wanted to say something along the lines that he would do something to push their hopes. do something that would make them not as tired, but more engaging to what's going on, but... his own thoughts are plagued by his luck. they'll die anyway because of him, so it almost feels like what's the point? )

Finding the culprit will probably help them, but you're doing what you can... that's kind of you... ah, have you checked on Ebalon-kun, a long time ago I asked you to make friends with him... you should make sure if he's okay, things like this... he blames himself.

( is he sending nanami to check on him? he sure is. )

... I already talked to him, that is how I found out some of what you say effects the others poorly.

[ Lap thread #2 ]

... Tired.... [ It's strange to not see Nagito not... Enthusiastic about hope and instilling it in others. Normally he would be angry no? Instilled with a means of justice to undo the mess this false 'prophet' had committed in actions to. Reducing deaths into the pool of 'Inspiring Hope.' Was how the other coped with things.... ]

... Now you understand how people actually feel about killing others. No one feels that way you do, when someone dies it doesn't make a stepping stone for anything.... Always going on about that, and even when you are faced with the truth you just want to deny it.

I understand.

[ She sounds... A little tired herself with her next words. ]

I need you to stop, because youre not the only one tired. Everyone is.... But it is also true, sometimes you really help others. Even if your actions are often wrong, I know you help others and inspire people in good ways. Like Hajime... Even if he is overwhelmed right now... That is why I am talking to you, to figure out what's actually wrong.

The Nagito I know, doesn't sit down and look like their world is turned upside down like this.

Effects them poorly? ...I doubt that, it's just the honesty that I give them.

( they must have talked about him, and to hear that he was a subject isn't unfamiliar. who wouldn't talk about the person they dislike, komaeda has a feeling that's how it went, and he thinks about all the things he told noah before. ) I wouldn't lie to him, especially when it comes to hope, the losses that they suffer helps enable it. They'll grow, that's how it's always been.

( they're supposed to move forward, but so many have given up. it's why he doesn't find this one too promising, but that doesn't stop komaeda from trying to make sense of things. his lips purse into a straight line, and his brows furrow as he sighs almost annoyed by the thought. )

No... I never said my hope was lacking, it's just a few others who need help... if they fall into despair from poor mishandling...

( he says this straight, he could never relate to their sadness and despair over this murder. instead, he's too riddled with thoughts of the young man that was cut away by invisible imps, how komaeda would reset in the void to witness it again. how he kept holding his hand...

the thought makes komaeda's hand curl into a fist, and he clears his throat after.

in the end, komaeda just sounds bored, he doesn't want to participate at the moment. )

I'll leave it to you, hope is only strong when others come together... You can do that, because you're a Symbol of Hope.

... I'm just here to be a friend. You make it sound more then what it is. Your words are making me tired, I want you to listen to me and stop making what I do or anyone else. As if it is greater than just simply living.

Nagito... I am just... Living on.

[ She says and with her weariness over the situation and mild uncertainty. As if this is all someone like her is suppose to do - she was granted another chance at life. Another prospect at doing things over, but she is failing even that. SHe is trying however, to combat the programing of her inability to handle anything herself. All she can do is support, whatever everyone's does from her support is up to them in how they handle all of this. She can only guide. That means for Komaeda too... So... ]

.... When it happens, you need to face what was done and what you did. If you can do that.... [ It was almost like she was leading into something, but she digresses and goes back to this murder. ] .... If the murderer is one of us, and they killed. They need to realize no one will forgive them for what was done, and in order for them to undo the wrong that they did. They need to move forward from it, learn from their mistakes, and never do it again.

[ This time Nanami looks slightly away. ]

But... People will not be able to do it alone, and everyone here is overwhelmed. We haven't even started trying to figure out the truth of this school and everyone here is already falling back. Hajime... Wasn't okay after what you told him.

Now you aren't okay either.....Youre talking to me but you seem really uninterested. As if its not me youre bored with, just that... It seems like theres something bigger going on, so youre bored with the situation here....

[ A symbol of Hope? Don't bring Junko's words into this conversation. ]

Please... Don't go back to how you use to be.

It is. To have so much hope, that's the point of living... that's why we're alive, to do what we were meant to.

( the talented and untalented are two separate people, but one set has more hope than the other. there's a certain side that can help with everything compared to the weaker set who could just crumble after seeing that they have no room to improve. yet, everyone has hope that can be used towards something, especially those who don't come from their world, and yet through various things komaeda has seen them grow.

that means rokkun too will grow because of that, right? that's the only way komaeda can see it at this point, one that doesn't make him think it was his luck that reminds him he should stay away. but his luck isn't the only thing that murders here, huh? his sickly, pale green eyes meet with nanami's as she explains, and he appears to be listening about what is right, and what is wrong. )

If no one will forgive them, what's the point? Why not carry those sins, because it's what was done... if they think it's right, they won't need to beg for forgiveness. If it's for hope then they did the best possible thing.

( as for this murder, he can't help the way he looks around. he knows, nanami, he knows no one will come around him because they don't understand him. he knows he's alone because of his outlook, and yet, he takes a deep breath. )

...When I told him what? That he's part of the Reserve Course? That was years ago — ( about two months ago, if they want to be technical. ) If he believes it then so be it, he's an annoying reserve course who won't amount to anything because he's holding himself back.

( ... )

...You must've disliked me then, it's understandable. ( she wants him to change for the better, he knows. she wants him to count on everyone more, and do things the way that they'd do. to motivate and bond with them properly as if he was a normal person living a normal life.

sadly, he can't. he tried that already, and what did it get him? )

I need a drink... do you want to go to the Home Ec room?

( because he doesn't want to talk here, not when he's like this. but it's also an escape for nanami if she takes it, he'll let her leave. )

... Okay.

[ She says. Just like that. Listening unblinking to him. Oh shes going to follow him btw. ]

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( let him get up slow with one arm, and it's the one that hurts too. once he's to his feet, he'll begin to walk out the classroom.

come on, nanami. )

...

[ She follows very closely behind him. Drawing the hoodie over her head. She hates everything that he says, she is hurting for him. ]

( he doesn't seem too phased, and being upset will do nothing for him. instead, he's just... bored. needs to do something so he can think about other possibilities. )

...

( there they go... walking down the hall. )

[ Nanami cycles through all the things she can do, hopelessness is one thing. She does not understand that with the innocence of being an AI young, but she also feels that there is something in her stomach that pits and rolls. Fear? Scared? Sadness? Something she does not understand yet, but she thinks on it and follows closely behind him. Waiting til they get to the home ec room. ]

Sigh...

( this is when they enter the area, going towards the cabinets where the food and snacks are. he's not really hungry, he's not really thirsty either. he just wanted to move, get himself together, and find some way to pull himself out of his problem. )

Are you hungry, Nanami-san?

[ The door gets locked rather swiftly behind her - is she gunna kill him yes. ]

All out attack!!!!!!!

[ Not in the way one thinks.

Nanami understands Komeada, is a mess of contradictions. It took coming here - yes, to finally understand more of that and the conception of how even that is possible. She is an AI, contradictions exist in the way people speak to one another and things line against them. However, for a person to exist in such a way was a concept, someone like an AI could not even fathom. Layering their facts and situation like a basket weaving it's construct together to create something that holds this thing Komaeda calls hope.

She cant do anything.

She does it anyway though.

Isn't that contradicting?

It's like that, but far more complicated that Nanami's utterance and capacity as an Observer. Can barely formulate the proper ability as someone modeled after a dead teen. She is literally out of bounds and her ability to understand in the form of her given intuition. Which inevitably upon coming to this place, seemingly is failing her constantly.

After all, it took Saihara messaging the PDA and her reflective origin of thought. Reading his words, and seeing the depth of where that forum post mean't. That it very well seemed to check out that Nagito, had already killed someone and she had failed to even realize. Stating foolish things into his face as if she held any information about the circumstances of his actions here.

Even still, she knew better. She, unlike others. Understands her friends are all murderers, war criminals, and the like. None of these actions are ever forgivable, what they had done to destroy the world and enter it in a stage of Despair. Is something no one can ever forgive. The project Neo Program formulated for these individuals was not with a means to instill forgiveness, but a means to give them the chance to change. So much so, everyone believed that it could be possible. As deep down inside, these individuals wanted nothing more then the best of each other and the world around them. Until.

The tragedy.

Yet even still, Nagito acts with the want to kill for the sake of others. Constructing his story thusly, and lying to those around him. It was not her fault, she did not blame herself. This action he took was every bit of his won fault. Yet it stilled remained she could do nothing, and now Komaedas words and his luck - or charisma. Were charring the feelings of everyone around him, and he did not even care or understand the plausible means of this.

Everything was getting out of hand, and then the worse of it was.

There was something terribly. Terribly wrong with Komaeda. As if his whole entire being were set backwards, in the same way Hajime's memories were placed out of order with her own. Yet for the male before her, he was not with means to forget what had happened.

No something was amidst here. All of it was a mess, and overwhelmed herself with what means or variable to touch upon. She merely acted in what she would believe a best interest.

Despite the encroaching thought process. Nanami had already enacted her 'attack.'

He turns to look at her - no? That was the intent and she comes upon him with her arms ringing around his chest and clutching him tightly so that he was held within her own arms.

It didn't matter if he felt resentment, and frankly as it were. She were so full of - something akin to that of him. This action would serve nothing but a means to create the last bit of attempt of salving... Whatever was going on.

Her words breathe against his chest, as her face turns and she speaks. ]

... Did you mess up?

[ Arms clutching tightly to him, with her ear pressed against his chest listening for the very low beating heart of his. ]

( he was willing to do something for her, but, it seems instead she wanted to do something for him. this small gesture that doesn't mean much that's placed upon him causes him to freeze in place — he can't remember too many people to hug him like this. stephanie, nene, and maybe some others that he can't think of, but it's not an antidote he takes in his already poisoned life. it's lost its influence on him, no longer remedying the pain he's already suffering from... not even enough to numb it, and he can only think about how it's nanami doing this now.

a simple hug, a gesture like this, can only fix a few problems. sadly it cannot fix someone like komaeda nagito who has already destroyed himself a long time ago. there's his own traumatizing experience that played before him, one that causes him to worry about the state of his luck, and what it can do to others. he'll call this stroke of luck... terrible, because if he thinks of it the other way around... something bad will happen.

he thinks about her words, maybe this is the bad luck, because somewhere he did mess up. he's showing too much, he thinks, it'll come to ruin everything again. he can't allow that to happen, so he looks up to the ceiling wondering what he should do next. )

...No, the people around me are messing up.

( it was their mistake for not heeding komaeda's words, for lacking their hope that made him believe he had to do what was right for them. he just wanted to see their hope flourish, he just wanted to help them in a way that he knew how. one where he didn't have to be in their view, and he used the female... the old student council president as a stepping stone to demonstrate that. they moved, they bonded, komaeda was happy seeing them that way.

he didn't mess up.

what was his fault was bringing rokkun out that classroom, for demonstrating some sort of affection. that's where he fumbled, and that's when it all started to dawn on him. he wants to think that way, but nanami holding him close like this makes him nervous. such forced affection causes his heart to beat, his own fingers twitching because he wants to push her away, but... )

Please let me go... trash like me will only dirty you more, I'm waste.

( throw him away, because he will never think any differently. he thinks what he's done is right, and the hopes that grew from it validate him, even he thinks his efforts made nanami brighter, that's why she keeps going forward to mend the wound around her. he can think this all he wants, but his legs shake, and feeling himself lean into the counter behind them makes his body feel limp. enough for him to slide against the cabinet and bring both of them down onto the floor. )

It's time for another FAMILY MEETING!!

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this whole thread from the start is one big sdr2 spoiler honestly

sdr2 spoiler hell

the fact u been using that fucking icon this whole time is fucking hilarious and beautiful btw

no one is making him change I've decided it

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