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yogen2021-08-05 12:02 am
closewithnewintown) wrote in yogen2021-08-05 12:02 am
give your friends a surprise
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]
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]
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( a hand lifts, waving it in a friendly manner so that she doesn't have to be nervous around him. is that why she's fiddling with the inside of her jacket, but he doesn't care too much about it. they're all friends here, aren't they? it's where he stops in front of her, a hand on his waist as the other is held up like... how the gays stand, we all know the stand. there's nothing wrong with being protective over a friend, especially one that's important — nothing like how komaeda is about his ultimates, but those that lack talent are meant to stick together.
because komaeda's talent is also small and unimportant, that means he can stand by them as well. for the sake of those with stronger hope. )
Tsukimi-kun is an important friend, huh? Would an important friend isolate another from people? I think you're pretty selfish, or you're that concerned! I don't blame you, I'll watch after all my peers as much as I can, too. Their hope, that is.
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[ She could probably walk over and blow the lock off, honestly, but when has doing what Komeada asked ever worked out for her? Even now he's mocking her, acting like he's someone who can actually be bargained with and not just someone dangerous and unhinged. ]
If you want to accuse me, then I'll take responsibility for being selfish.
[ Komeada is standing pretty close with his little stance, and its not much effort for Sara to grab his wrist, stopping that little wave in its tracks. She jerks his hand down, drags him down to her level long enough to whip out the gun and press it up against the bottom of his jaw. Two blank shots. Then a real bullet. She needs to shoot him three times if she actually wants him to die. ]
I won't pretend this is for the group. So just die.
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Chidouin-san... you have the eyes of a killer.
( he eyes stare into hers, she doesn't seem scared, and with how quick she managed to pull out this weapon... it makes him wag his tail (if he had one), and like a child: )
Is that why you have this? It's pretty cool, hey... ( his voice grows softer ) hey... are you going to pull the trigger?
( in the words of the man, the myth, and the legend:
he leans into the gun, waiting!! shoot! shoot!! he's encouraging, but he doesn't seem too concerned, and his lips even raise into a smile, sickeningly sweet. )
STOOOOOOP OMG JUST TAKE OVER RPING SARA IF YOU'RE GOING TO WRITE OUT HER THOUGHTS IN UR POSTS
[ He's not doing himself any favors here. If you get off on having a gun pointed at you, you should probably just die. Maybe she'll feel guilty about this later, but right now her heart is roaring that he doesn't deserve the respect of her hesitation.
Blanks are actually pretty dangerous when you fire them up close, like Sara is planning, but just as she pulls down on the trigger and steps forward, her foot slips on a small scrap of paper on the floor, making her trip forward, stumbling towards Komeada and the barrel of the gun to slip away from his chin with the familiar crack of a gunshot, but no actual bullet. ]
??? [She pushes off him, letting go of his wrist to level the gun again. If Sara was the sort of person who swore she would be cursing gods name into the dirt right now. She needed to finish this fast before someone softhearted (or Sou, well actually probably not Sou) tried to stop her! ]
STILL NOT HERE
...he's just going to quietly get under a desk.]
hiyori kun........... :)
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very lightly] You’re just giving him what he’s always wanted.
[she figures that’s the most viable argument.]
just shoot sou where he hides at and we hear stephanie out honestly
Fell for me so easily, well... isn't that nice?
( he guesses, he teases, but as he's ready to try and get up from the floor — leave open a blind spot for her to try again, he hears a familiar voice.
oh, stephanie. and he turns his head to look at her, his lips purse into a straight line. to say this is something he's always wanted...
... )
She wants to help herself, is that so bad... sometimes that's all ordinary humans like her can do.
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Y'know, one of these days, someone will actually do it. Even your luck isn't good forever. And what if you reach that day and you finally figure out that living was always the better option?
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Stephanie, come here!
( come, come. is he listening? probably not, but he wants her to come to him. )
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What?
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Lower.
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( now he's looking to her like she can fix it. )
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Is there a way I can help that doesn't involve opening the door?
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( it's an alternative. )
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[pauses, cocks head to the side.]
If you apologize to her [gestures at Sara] and if you can explain exactly why what you said wasn't very nice, I'll unlock the door for everybody.
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( he has bad memory, please refresh it. )
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