give your friends a surprise

[closewithnewintown]

Who: EVERYONE
What: FAMILY MEETING
When: 8/4, right after school closes.
Where: Student council room
Warnings: Eventually, probably.

["If my friends back home were acting like this, I would've already locked them in a room and forced them to figure out their feelings."

the job puts all of her considerable superspy skills to the test. she knows where every normal kid's locker is; it's easy enough to slip the note into each that morning. if it's someone who she knows would be unable to read the note, she tells them its contents, but keeps her own involvement out of it. lies of omission don't count.

the note reads:]

I have very important information about this place. Please come to the student council room after school ends today.

- Nao Sato

[and if the text looks just a bit girlier than you'd think she'd write, hey, you don't know her. she's got layers.

either way, it's a pretty interesting proposition: the student council room door is, for the first time in seemingly ever, wide open. anyone can walk inside - and, hopefully, most everyone should. because it's only when Stephanie thinks that she's got enough of them inside that she actually enters the room, shutting the door behind her.

click.

it locks. she grins, spins the key on her finger, and slips it into her pocket.

"How are you supposed to do that with grownups?"

the exact same way, she's decided.]

We haven't had any meetings since, um. Well. The last one. But, I'm pretty sure nobody has no more murders to report, so it shouldn't be too bad, and we can all just focus on the most important task: Getting along! All of us are on the same team, but most of us barely even know each other; some of us even hate some of the others! [SHE SAYS, LIKE SHE DOESN'T ACTIVELY DESPISE KOKICHI] So, I figured we could spend the evening fixing that problem. Play some games, talk about stuff we've discovered since the last time...

And, maybe, if everybody does a really good job, I'll unlock the door!

[smiles]

Comments

[commences]

( lifts up because some blood is getting into his hair, but he isn't bothered by that, actually... he's running his fingers through like it's conditioner.

UNTIL he's stabbed in the shoulder, and he flinches with a hand lifting to the wound. now her blood and mixed with his blood, and you know what... he'll grab her hand so that she can push in deeper. )

If you want to kill me right before her eyes...

[closewithnewintown]

[rolls her eyes when komaeda speaks but otherwise does nothing.]

[contrarily]

I mean, we've seen enough death, it's not that traumatizing anymore.

( but she doesn't take her hand away. if komaeda wants to drive the box cutter deeper into the wound then he's welcome i guess... if he wants to mix their blood like a freak...

anyway, she handicapped herself with that thigh stab, but she'll look around for more victims to sacrifice to steph. )

[sisters]

That doesn't mean you have to send us to the void school over snacks.

( listen, you called? )

[commences]

That's good, don't you know? If we're able to steel her nerves in this manner, that means we've done our job.

( you know, it's always good to make sure that the youth learn from their adults — like rika and komaeda! he'll remove his hands since that is true, it's hardly a traumatic experience, but at least stephanie doesn't seem bothered by it anymore, what a strong girl. as he looks around — speak of the amami, there's the devil! )

Welcome, Amami-kun! Do you want to take a stab at me too?

[sisters]

No. ( flatly. ) And I'd rather you didn't encourage this either, Komaeda-kun.

( first of all, contrary to udg, ten year olds shouldn't be getting used to seeing violence. second of all, can't you go, like, go stab yourself or something? no wait, scratch that, amami's kind of sick of seeing all y'all do this. )

[contrarily]

Ah, Ran-tan...

( since komaeda lets go of her hand, she pulls the box cutter out of the wound and motions for amami to come closer. listen... she's still got komaeda on her lap, and her thigh's bleeding, so she can't just move over. )

Do you wanna be the next sacrifice? We're fighting for freedom here, freedom!

( she's gonna start getting lightheaded soon — )

[commences]

If you need to stab anyone, you can stab me, Kawaii-san... an Ultimate shouldn't have to suffer for our mistakes.

( of getting caught, but you know laying on her thigh means some blood squirts into his eye... and he's going to lean up so he can wipe of away or something. she's going to pass out amami, do something quick! )

[contrarily]

You're already stabbed. You're old news.

( plus, nobody cares when she or komaeda get hurt, clearly...

it has to be someone with some sort of value, they're just fucking trash. )

[mermaidcursed]

( listen the moment i can figure out how to jump in NENE'S COMING TO CARE FOR YOUR ASS. SHES GOT BANDAGES AND STUFF!!!! )

[contrarily]

( nene waits while rika's dying... )

[sisters]

It's not like you're locked in here for life. Honestly, it probably won't be more than an hour or two...

( he is going to come in closer though, eyeing the fucking Stab wound on her thigh. he looks troubled — there's a clear association going on here. )

[contrarily]

I just hate feeling like I'm a trapped animal, you know...

( she sighs, glancing over to the stab, then back to amami. ah, yeah... he knows how she works — which is to say, not healthily — and she motions him closer, still, extending the hand with the box cutter to point at him. )

Just your finger is fine. ( and she holds it up there, expecting him to stab himself for her because, well.

wouldn't he? )

[sisters]

Then you should see why something like this is more helpful than not.

( the school gives him way more of a "trapped animal" feeling than the stuco room, but okay. he doesn't really see the point of locking the door either... it's not like they have a high rate of people walking out on meetings here, and among those who have, he's pretty sure stephanie has been one of them. sighing though, he'll pull up a seat next to rika, make a kind of face, offer up his hand. )

On one condition.

[contrarily]

( she smiles, when he sits down, and leans her head on his shoulder, still holding up the knife. )

Hmm? What is it?

[mermaidcursed]

( hey, so, she's sure this is very important or something but like. rika-chan what the fuck. and like. she's found some pretty handy stuff? so! guess who's storming over equal parts concerned, mortified and a little peeved. like. for fuck's sake y'all- )

Rika-chan, let me see your leg.

[contrarily]

My leg? Why? ( and then — ) ... oh.

( right, she did that. in her defense, she was Provoked? can't pass up a challenge, even when it comes from a 11 year old with pink hair... anyway, she scoots over to the edge of the seat and points at the stab wound in her thigh.

there... it is... )

[mermaidcursed]

( at least amami was able to put some pressure on it... nene quietly sits down and frowns. rika will need more than this immediate bit of help. but... )

You're gonna wanna stop by the nurse's office, but I can patch it up some for right now. I'm gonna disinfect the surface level of it though, okay? It's gonna sting though.

( and with a fresh paper towel, because you make do with what you can find, nene's gonna start just that. )

[contrarily]

UUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUGH.

( but fine, it's not like she's not used to disinfecting open wounds, and it's not like this is too bad, so... she won't complain much beyond occasional whines and groans, because she's 5.

so she takes her hands away from the wound and lets nene do her thing, pouting. )

Just be gentle!

[mermaidcursed]

I will, I promise.

( and she is, as she works- slow and soft and gentle, especially once the bandages come back out, with great care because even if she's expected this sort of thing on some level by now, even if she's been learning and trying to learn since month one, it's still jarring... especially with rika being someone she considers a friend.

but she can do this. she has to.

what else is she good for, otherwise? )

[sisters]

( no stab? okay, then he'll take his hand back so he can dig in his pocket for a moment — pulling out the cloth-wrapped mirror shard again so that he can go through the same familiar motions. well, it's a bit harder to wrap her thigh when she's sitting and all that, but he can at least fold up the fabric and press it against the wound to slow the bleeding. no passing out for you, young lady. he'll keep talking as he does so. )

You'll have to do it every time. If you're going to hurt yourself, you do the same thing to me.

( because, he's hoping, maybe it'd make her think twice about doing this kind of thing in the future. )

[contrarily]

( he was supposed to stab himself on the box cutter, ok!! she can't do it... she can't just stab him in earnest... she'd feel terrible? anyway, she looks at the wound he's pressing his hand against and narrows her eyes, dropping the hand with the blade down immediately. )

That's just not fair, Ran-tan.

[sisters]

You say that, but who's the one trying to use this to get what they want right now?

( pretty sure she's the one being unfair. )

[contrarily]

...

( how tf ELSE is she supposed to get what she wants? asking politely? nice joke. )

It didn't work, anyway. ( huff )

[sisters]

( ??? patience? it's a 10-year old, you think she wants to stay in here forever with these freaks any more than you? )

Now you know for next time — and when she does let us out, ( because she will, ) we'll stop by the nurse's office.