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The Aftermath of Story Time

WHO: Mission 2A Crew and friends?
WHAT: After being missing for a week, Sidney, Hajun and Shin finally show up again, in less than stellar condition.
WHEN: August 18
WHERE: Fourth Floor Hallway, elsewhere??
WARNINGS: Immediate aftermath of dismemberment, animal death, blood, more to be added as needed

i. blinding light ( team 2a)

( this is not the library- and he was definitely not standing a moment ago. but sou is on the other side of a door, and haruka- where was she? was it... no, the wolf head was still there-- atsushi- he was still-- his arm...! it hurts. it burns and aches and he wants to let himself collapse but there's bloody paw prints and the feeling of fangs lingers in the back of his mind, so he can't, not yet. instead, he tenses up, reaches over to hold what's left of his arm and inhales. it takes him a moment to remember that this all started because they came to the fourth floor door and saw it open.)

What the actual fuck just happened?

ii. lost and found (dad polycule)

( eventually, the men will realize they're back at the school. at which point, sidney's sitting his ass on the stairs and sending one of the others to fetch elizabeth, because he did see that weird healing thing in june, and he's not getting any better standing around with a home-made tourniquet and whatever else.

but while he's waiting, leaning against the wall and trying to even his breathing, stay awake, maybe someone else heard of their return- two someones, actually. hopefully they aren't too bothered by the clearly bloody bundle beside him. as they rush up the stairs, he cracks one tired eye open- and sidney wishes he could even justify cracking a smile at the sight of them, but everything is happening so much, so much, so much. he's lucky he can force out a single sentance; )

I missed you both.

iii. wildcard

Team 2A is back from their mission! Seeing as they were gone for the second week of the month, separate from everyone else's missions, there's probably a lot of immediate questions! Let's goooo.

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[What he was expecting when he opened the door: the library. What he got: ...not the library. He blinks away spots and afterimages, squinting and... it's the third floor hallway. The level of stark relief after all that is like instant heroin as he stares at the sun filtering through the windows like it actually has been a week of their subjective time.]

...we're back? W-we're back!

[Hang on Sou get yourself under control. It's pretty easy to do the headcount and see exactly who's missing, the relief tipping sharply into a stabbing neutrality that's getting uncomfortably easier to push down each time. Not all of them.]

Ahaha... [It's not a happy laugh.] Good question.

Edited (got so excited i forgot the numeral) 2021-08-31 05:14 (UTC)

[ The light spreads across the room and causes Hajun to lift an arm -- he closes his eyes, only daring to look down and see his feet and the wooden floor underneath. Unpolished and old, there's a sense of familiarity that makes his heart go aflutter as he draws his hand down and looks around their immediate area. ]

... Where did the girl go? [ He asks, and it feels like a stupid question considering their situation -- Sidney has a whole arm missing. ]

Forget I asked. We need to get him some medical attention before he keels over, do you mind? [ He's talking to Sou. ] Let him lean on you.

[ Because yes he is the prince who just stands there!! But he started it all... with a kick. ]

... I can't even be sure she was real...

( haruka- he wanted to save her. bring her with. it was- she'd been in the library. if they were to check, would they find her? or a sign of her?

was she ever there at all? )

Elizabeth. She's the best for immediate emergencies-

( june's meeting went to shit but he remembers her... summon, easily. it's hard to forget, to be honest. and if asking her for help is selling his soul on some level or something, it's not like he hasn't been flirting with a literal demon lately. still, hajun is right. it's... taking all of his effort not to just. sway where he stands. )

[Was any of it real? ...he'd be more likely to believe it wasn't if it weren't for the evidence in front of them. Which means Haruka... he has to think about this. Later.]

Aha. [More of a nervous laugh this time at being voluntold. He doesn't think he likes Hajun much, despite being a hypocrite here in the preferring not to do anything stakes himself.] You're picking up the wolf head, then?

[He hasn't missed the bloody footprint trail... that doesn't bode well either. Yet another reason to be incredibly jumpy at night. His idea of letting Sidney lean on him is sort of hovering near Sidney's be-armed side keeping an eye on if he looks like he's about to topple over.]

We can check the library later... where do you think Miss Elizabeth is?

[He's a terminal lurker and saw the post for her upcoming birthday on the network but doesn't really know that much else about her, apart from now that she apparently has medical expertise.]

[ If none if it was real and Sidney still lost an arm because of it, he's suing. Otherwise a figment of their collected imagination sounds far fetched -- Hajun wouldn't believe that they got high together if someone paid him to. ]

Would you rather do it? [ He gestures towards the wolf head, that he's already approaching. The sight makes his lips press firmly together, reaching down to grab a tuff of it's fur and hold it tightly in his hand -- he hates it. He feels gross. There's a piece of him that wants to throw it outside the window.

Or, better yet, drop it back on the floor and stomp on it until it's a mix of fur, flesh, and gray matter.

But he'll be sane for now. ] What exactly are we meant to do with this? Hang it on the wall?

[Yeah. Hi. Hello. Sidney. Dad. Father.

When he next finds Sidney again, Noah books it down the hall, running after Sidney before his mind has a chance to catch up — people don't just go missing and come back, they don't just go missing and come back, this could be a ghost or an illusion for all he knows—]

Wait—!

[Noah skids to a stop right next to Sidney and yanks on his remaining arm, oblivious to the missing other one, a small hand around the taller man's wrist. As soon as he gets a look at Sidney's face, he just...

...a dam breaks somewhere and he bursts into tears.]

Where did you go?! I was worried and I-I thought— I thought you died or—! S-s-something!

( it's the sound of noah's voice that gets him to stiffen up where he stands- and then, as he begins to turn, a smaller hand grabbing him. he's exhausted, and it shows, but the moment he sees noah, something returns to his eyes. and when the boy breaks into tears, all he can do is pull his wrist away to pull him closer to hug him awkwardly, leaning over as if to shield him from everything. )

I'm sorry. I never wanted to leave you behind, I promise. I... The door on the fourth floor opened. I took the opportunity to investigate, but I wound up in... someplace else. I don't know.

I'm sorry. I should have gotten someone else. But I'm here now, and I'm not leaving again.

( he only hopes his voice is as loving and reassuring as he feels and wants to feel right now. )

[He feels gross whenever he cries, being the type who would rather lock down hard emotions and turn off for a bit; when Sidney hugs him and the crying gets worse, Noah can't help but bury his face in his arm for a second and wipe the tears away with hiccuping little sobs.

...the tears don't stop, of course they don't, but he manages to look back up after a moment.]

Y-you couldn't have p-posted to the network to s-say you found something, o-or—

[wait.]

—your arm— what happened—?

You're right. I should have.

( in truth, he hadn't expected it to take him anywhere though- just... open the door, and take a glance. and then he was in a hall of mirrors, and the door was gone. there's so much he should have done differently, but it all freezes in his mind at noah's question. )

... When I went through the door, I was taken to someplace else with a few others. A hall of mirrors, with all of them reflecting something different. When we tried to use one as an exit, it brought us to a cabin in the woods, but there was... a wolf monster. It...

( sidney pauses, and then sighs. what does he say? )

I had Hajun and Sou escape while I tried to hold it off, but it caught me at the last minute.

...is it still alive? I can go kill it. I've killed bigger monsters.

[Noah's still blinking tears out of his eyes when that registers, but he's a kid whose only purpose in life is revenge — if the monster is still alive, he'll kill it. For Sidney's sake, as well as everyone else's...

...was it an illusion, he wonders? Noah thinks back to months ago when he thought Henir's Order was in charge of this place, that it was all one big trick. Hm...]

( he only got one head, so who knows. and with the bloody, fading pawprints he saw... )

I don't know. I don't think it's here- I hope it's not here. But... if you see it, don't let it catch you. I-

( watched it tear two people to shreds, stumbled upon the corpse of another- sidney looks away for a moment, before pulling noah back against him with his one arm. he saw how the hunter looked at the child, how it was remembering her presence, stumbling over her that gave the beast an opening.

he knows that if it was noah, he'd have been in the same position. )

I don't want to think of it getting you-

[Noah hugs Sidney around the waist, short as he is, but he's looking up at Sidney with this expression yes including the sparkles, he's determined.]

It won't get me. I move too fast anyway, and I can attack from a distance. I got really good at throwing knives last month too, so I'll be fine.

Wh- knives? What were you doing...

( son? son are you with a bad crowd? oh no he's so worried now- but after a moment, something in his heart hurts, and he just. sighs. and lets himself lower just a bit, to meet noah eye to eye. )

... Noah. I've come to love you like a son. I won't be able to bear it if something happens to you. Please... be careful, and don't rush into anything alone like I did. Promise me.

...there's knife-holes in the wall of one of the classrooms where host club was. Don't worry about it.

[Noah!!!

But... like a son, huh? The only other person who cares for him like that is Clamor, probably. They're family, in a weird little way, just a living weapon and his wielder. And Noah's dad was... unkind.]

...I didn't really have a dad. Or... I did, but I don't think he acted like a father should. You can be the father I never had. ...I promise not to do anything stupid on my own, um... dad.

( n o a h- but you know what, it's. it's not nearly as important as this is. instead, he just.. squeezes noah's shoulder a bit, tight but affectionate. )

That's all I want- to be able to give you what you didn't get. ( why he wants noah and clamor to come with him, when they're freed- ) I know I can't do much right now. But please, if you need anything... I'm here. Okay? There's nothing I wouldn't do for you.

You don't have to "do much". I just... um... well, actually, you can do something for me right now. You can sit down and rest and eat something.

[Has Sidney been resting... Noah makes the face a stubborn child would make in preparation for Sidney to be like "no it's okay I'm good :)".]

Y...you have to keep your strength up after you get injured badly. Even I know that.

( ah... he's going to be hearing that a lot from all angles, isn't he? but he can't help but smile fondly, just for noah. )

Okay. Can you help me get something to eat? I was only trying to stretch my legs, since I've been laying down a lot since I got back.

Yeah, I can. What do you want? Um... not to brag, but I can make a pretty good sandwich.

[Or he can make pancakes, since Sidney's the one who showed him how. He supposes it depends on how hungry the man is.]

And... I guess stretching your legs is okay... [he's worried okay.]

Something light. I've... ( been doted on a LOT, and lost his appetite completely at the same time. but at least he's still eating and getting fluids. ) You're not the first to tell me I need to eat. But you aren't wrong, either.

Senku would explain it better than me, but it's something about needing to eat a lot so that your wounds heal better... something something science. [Nods to himself. Look at him, he's learning.] Eggs are light...

[He's dragging Sidney off to the kitchen to make an egg now.]

Or... a salad... [Egg salad?] ...soup? I bet soup is easy to make.

( why is his son so funny oh my god- sidney slowly forces himself back upright, both because back pain is both nothing and so much worse when dealing with something far more grievous and because he doesn't want to worry noah, but he ruffles noah's hair as he does, nodding. )

Eggs are fine. ( more than fine, actually. if his last meal were an omelet, he'd be pretty satisfied on at least one level. ) Let's go.

[Noah... is Ruffled™.]

Okay. I'm... pretty sure I can figure out how to make an egg.

[The problem with that is there's like 100 different ways to make an egg and that's why chef's hats have 100 folds, is because of the egg thing. Noah does not know this but it's a Fun Fact nonetheless. Eggs are probably really easy. Just put them in a pan and pray.

...

As they enter the kitchen,]

What kind of egg? Scrambled? Spicy?

[Spicy—]

[Lucifer may or may not have been so overwhelmed with emotion upon seeing Sidney — looking worse for wear and bereft of a limb — that he might've just... switched forms then and there, a few stray feathers falling to the ground as consequence of his form shift.

He's oblivious to it, like he normally is when a strong emotion prompts this sort of transformation.]

...Who.

[It's a question, but not phrased like one, and he follows the unclear statement up with raw, unfiltered rage.]

Who do I have to torture and string up from the ceilings for doing this to you?

[Normally that kind of violent, terrifying statement would draw some amount of protest from Clamor but

there's a lot on his mind right now

First of all, Sidney, who is not dead, who is alive and in front of him and he couldn't be more relieved about that part. But there's also the second thing, the part where he's missing half an arm and bleeding and oh god why does the cut look so jagged why does it look like bite marks what the fuck is that bundle next to him and maybe Lucifer is right, maybe whoever or whatever did this should be tortured and strung up from the ceiling. He's not about to argue against it. He's gaping in abject horror at Sidney's condition, paralyzed on the spot until he can snap himself out of it, running to catch up with Lucifer and make a beeline for Sidney's injured side, hands hovering over the slapdash tourniquet as he tries to assess the damage with only a passing familiarity with medical treatment...]

Ohhh light of Elria, that's... Sidney, what happened?! Are you alright? Does— are you hurt anywhere else, is someone— should I go get help?! I can go right now, I'll find Senku, or Elizabeth, or, or—

[he is 100% in panic mode right now but he's prepared to sprint across the entire school right this moment if Sidney doesn't tell him help is already on the way, he did not come emotionally prepared for this]

( the two reactions don't surprise him. not with how lucifer had spoken of raising hell, quite literally, for his brothers. not when he quietly asked sidney to stay safe- he couldn't even do that, could he?- and not with clamor's kind, anxious nature. when lucifer asks, he jerks his head towards the bundle- an unusable jacket, given that he tore off a sleeve to make a tourniquet and wrappings, and then put a bloody, eyeless wolfhead in what was left. given that the beast had been five feet tall on all fours,... it's. yeah. as he speaks, everything finally catches up with him- )

The door to the fourth floor was opened. I got reckless. Hajun, Sou and... a boy, I never caught his name- they wound up in the same place. It was... I don't know how to describe it. But there was a multi-headed... a giant wolf, with so many mouths.

( despite the lingering dried blood on his hand, he can't help but bury his face in it, dragging it down as he tries to think- to breathe. )

It- it got the boy. Kept it off Hajun and Sou, and it nearly got me for it. .... I took something from it in turn, though.

( the bundle. )

Wanted to come back to you. Both of you. To the kids... One of the others should be getting Elizabeth.

Edited 2021-08-31 08:00 (UTC)

[The giant wolf head in the bundle is, frankly, the least of Lucifer's concerns right now; he's rubbing his temples and pacing now, not in the irritated way he'd normally do when someone pisses him off but in a way that says he's damn well about to lash out at the nearest person who thinks to even look at Sidney funny. He's worried, in the way that only a demon can be — with the promise of violence.

It's a strange day indeed when Lucifer falls silent save for the distressed battering of wings against the walls nearby, something he's not paying much mind to. And damn him for thinking that if they'd had a pact, if Sidney could've summoned Lucifer to his side, that he'd be alright—]

I'm no healer. Clamor, is there anything you can do in the meantime?

[What does he do? What does he do for one of the men he loves so deeply who just lost a limb to an unknown threat other than promise to kill everything he can get his hands on? Frankly, Lucifer doesn't know what to do other than that, and it's a pathetic, helpless feeling he'd rather not have. Sidney's weak and injured and infection is highly likely at this rate, assuming he doesn't already have something from being bitten by a giant multi-mouthed wolf — humans are fragile and easy to kill with something as simple as bacteria and, and—

You know who would know what to do in this situation? Literally anyone else Lucifer knows. For fuck's sake—]

The most I can do is something that removes sensation, or something that will stop damage from further progressing until Elizabeth arrives.

[Stated rather calmly for a man who is anything but.]

[Oh yeah, he's going through all kinds of emotions right now. Sidney mentions that Elizabeth is on the way before he can sprint off, at least, but everything else he's saying...

It got the boy. It nearly got Sidney. He might be imagining an even larger and more horrifying wolf than it actually was... or maybe not. He's not about to check the bundle, with those implications. At some point while Sidney is talking Clamor allows himself to collapse a little, sitting next to him on the stairs and just... trying to keep it together. He's not crying, but he's getting close to it, and he's still not sure what to do with his hands, if he should try to help or if that would just make things worse...

He jolts up when Lucifer addresses him, though, giving the demon a deer-in-headlights look as he asks the same question Clamor has been asking himself. Is there anything he can do? What can he do?

He's still grappling with the shock, and that's probably why he ends up laughing, short and dry and helpless.]

Healing... hah! Wouldn't that be nice? If I'd studied something like that instead of making brooms and lamps... [he feels so useless right now, faced with the reality that the people he loves could be hurt or killed at any moment and what's he going to do about it? offer Sidney a cold box for whatever bloody thing he hacked off his assailant?

He sighs shakily, composure cracking as he drags a hand across his face. No... no, this isn't helping. He's only making this more difficult for Sidney, who's no doubt feeling worse than any of them right now.]

Sorry... I'm sorry, I— I can do a little healing. [not much, but surely better than nothing. he fumbles for his spellbook, rifling through the pages for something he really should've had the forethought to bookmark sooner.] It's going to be fine... Elizabeth will take care of you, I'm sure she'll be here soon. I can't really do much, but I can at least make it more comfortable... ah!

[If he had any further reassurances, Lucifer will just have to pick up the slack since he found the spell he was looking for. Clamor holds the book open carefully with one hand, extending his other to just barely brush the edges of the wound with his fingertips, a tiny galaxy of twinkling starlight and shadow slowly blinking into existence as he focuses.

... it's really not very effective, though. He's not kidding about being bad at healing. It'll maybe slow down the bleeding, hopefully relieve some pain. That's the absolute best Clamor can ask for.]

( there's so little he can do to comfort them- all he can do is lean on clamor, gently sighing. even if he could say anything to make things better, it'd only last for a moment, and then everything would return. clamor is soft and solid though, it's comforting... he's so tired, but he can't sleep, not yet.

frankly, even with how tired he is, sidney doubts he'll be able to close his eyes without seeing blood and gore.

while they talk amongst themselves, he just... is. he's alive, and that's more than he expected- if it'd get the younger men back safely, he'd have accepted it. it's his duty, after all. but he's here, clamor beside him and lucifer before him. so... he might get a little sappy.

actually, no, he's gonna. )

Love you. Both of you.

( which is followed by him following clamor's hand with his gaze, watching the starlight- he's not been part of anything magic and benevolent, not that he can remember. even the trinkets of the manor were more distracting than anything. )

[There is a dead stop in Lucifer's pacing all of a sudden; those fluffed-out wings of his suddenly shift to lie flat against his back while he's... processing? Eyes wide, arms now moving to fold over his chest, Lucifer stares at the wall for a short moment before his head whips around and he focuses finally.]

...I love you both, too, [he murmurs, gaze softening,] but this is not the time to get sappy.

[He says, feeling just that, sure you big dumb softie. It's then that he decides to make himself at least somewhat useful, stepping behind the duo on the stairs and putting a hand on Clamor's as if to say that's enough, shortly before that same hand winds up on Sidney's shoulder and he incants. A small stasis spell only on the damaged area to keep things from progressing further until Elizabeth comes.

And with that, he sits behind them now, stretching his wings out and around the two like a blanket.]

Thank you. For coming back alive, I mean.

[It's hard to process his own emotions when he's so focused on keeping Sidney alive. He flinches slightly at Lucifer's touch, tearing his eyes away from the bleeding arm to catch the look he's giving him, Clamor's own face etched with stress and concern. Hesitantly, he lowers his hand and lets the starlight fade, allowing Lucifer to take over...

It's fine... help is on the way. Everything is going to be fine.

Clamor attempts to relax as he leans into Sidney's weight, spellbook placed aside on the steps. Kinda wishing he'd sat on the side that still has an arm now... but he rests his head on the other man's shoulder, trying not to think about that detail, the way he's lighter than he should be. The wings that fold around them are warm and smell faintly of herbs. If it weren't for everything else, this... this would be nice. He'd like to stay like this.]

... Don't ever scare us like this again. [tired, more relieved than anything, but he still can't help but sound worried] You've been gone for days, Sidney. I was starting to think you... [you weren't coming back, but he can't even will himself to say that much, letting the words die in the air before cutting it off with a sigh.

In lieu of a hand to hold, he puts his own on Sidney's leg. Close enough... let him just sit like this for awhile, feeling Sidney's warmth and his pulse and the sound of his breathing.]

Nearly died. Didn't. It's the perfect time to get sappy.

( still, clamor and lucifer are close- they're close, and they're okay, even if he isn't. he sighs softly, just closing his eyes slowly for a bit while he accepts the lean, the feathers around them...

he doesn't tell them he expected to die for the others' lives- that he has before, for other people. people lucifer's only seen as cold corpses against the walls and floor. instead, he just breathes. )

... Days? It... only felt like a couple of hours. But... I'll come back. I always will.

( maybe a little bruised, maybe a little broken- but he will. )

You're incorrigible, Sidney.

[This is not the time to get sappy! ...Lucifer had said, being just that literally seconds later. But Sidney's right, he's here now, and alive, though Lucifer and his need to be technical just has to add,]

You were gone for a week. When people go missing here, they normally either turn up dead or possessed somehow. [Or not at all.] Frankly, I was under the impression that you would never return to us. As morbid as it is, I'm rather glad it was just an arm.

[Both of them get very soft, lingering kisses against their cheeks now, hidden away behind a wall of black feathers like some ill-kept secret. Like everyone in the school hasn't seen the way these idiots look at each other.]

Welcome home, Sidney. Don't think to leave us again.

( after a weak of barely hanging on by a thread, with only the names remaining on the roster to reassure her that the missing were still alive, the weight that comes off her shoulders with the relief of seeing hajun in the flesh is more than she can describe. the moment he registers in her mind, she calls his name, sprinting down the hallway- where was he going? she was lucky to catch him- and only stumbling to a stop before him when she remembers that he could be hurt and the force of a teenage girl throwing herself at you when injured is going to do make things worse no matter how small she is- )

Hajun-nii! You- you're back, I was so scared- Are you hurt? I can get someone-

[ He was probably going to the bathroom -- to collect himself, to scrub at his skin a little more. Still all too aware of the blood that spilled on his shoes, snuck under his fingertips; the scent lingers on his clothes and makes Hajun sick to his stomach. There's no joy in being back, just a numbness he can't quite describe as his body moves for him. Mind elsewhere.

He hears her rushing towards him before anything else, turning his head slightly and seeing Nene does nothing to actually make him feel relieved. ]

I'm not. [ Hajun answers with a distant coldness in his voice; his expression just as void. ] I'm just very tired, sorry.

[ Its on one of Sara's dwindling patrols with Nene that she spots a familiar green beanie. She stops straight in her tracks.

Sou was here...he was alive and...he...for a whole week hadn't even...even...

There's no time to wipe away grateful tears. There's no time to shout out his name and get his attention. Her legs move before she can even think as she runs up to Sou and punches him as hard as she can. Because you know, he's her friend and she missed him and how dare he make her worry!!!]

Sou!!! WHERE HAVE YOU BEEN!?!?!

[At this point Sidney's gotten some medical attention and Shin's sort of pacing around the general area. It's all sort of starting to catch up to him and he is so very very tired. He just wants to sleep but he knows sleep's not going to be pleasant already.

So then there's the sound of footsteps rapidly coming towards him, he lifts his head and just starts to turn and then OW HIS BONES. Sara you've straight up decked him. He's on the floor now. Did he skid a bit? Maybe in his mental replays he will but either way he's struggling to get up, snatching his beanie from where it fell on the floor and jamming it back onto his head with one hand as the other braces him against the wall.]

WHAT WAS THAT FOR???

[It's kind of hard to yell and wheeze at the same time. His heart is racing for like the fifth time today (he doesn't know it's been a week rip) and hhhh he thought it might have been the wolf for a hot second. No it's once more Sara Chidouin. Is she actually trying to kill him this time because it feels like it.]

( yeah hi you know all that yelling you both are doing? doesn't matter anymore, because nene's upset and relieved all at once and is all but throwing herself at shin, hugging him around the neck as she falls to her knees beside him. )

You were gone for a week! We couldn't find you anywhere!

( she doesn't care for your yelling or punching she just wants hug. )

W-wait, N-nene...!

[NENE, THE BLOOD. NENE YOU'RE GOING TO GET IT ON YOU although at this point it's probably dry and starting to flake off. Yes he has been walking around looking like he murdered someone. It's... unintentional intimidation?

Despite his protest he does sink down so she can hug properly, his beanie lopsided. His hands do the hovering of someone who's not sure if they should hug back but then they complete the motion of it, so lightly they might not be there at all. Sorry Sara, Nene gets the superior Shin hug.]

Hang on, a week? [He glances up at Sara for confirmation.] ...i-it can't have been more than a couple of hours...

[He knew the angle of the sun was different but a whole week... he's noticed time not passing when he's in the void school but this is something else.]

Yes, a week! [ She glares back furiously from over Nene's head. Who cares if Nene gets the superior hug, Sara was worried! And also how dare you not come immediately find her!

Her gaze softens a lot once Sou meets her eyes...she folds her hands over each other anxiously as she stares down at the two of them. Its a complicated emotion, seeing these two, but Sara focuses on how worried she'd been, and how glad she is that she wasn't wrong. That Sou was okay, and all their looking hadn't been for nothing. ]

You vanished a few days after the meeting...you remember that right? Where were you? You were still on the roster, but we couldn't find you in the entire school!

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The Aftermath of Story Time

(i) HERE WE GO HERE WE GO HERE WE GO

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WILDCARD WILDCARD WILDCARD

SONBOY..............

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time for Dad Things™

Dad Things™

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;_;

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iii. wildcard but for hajun

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wildcard!! for nene and shin!

the fastest manmade object ever was a manhole cover launched into space... until now

nene: Anyways

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