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[adsum]

[ They kiss like they have no idea what they're doing and they don't, forgetting to breathe and holding their breath on top of that so if they look red and feel lightheaded it's because they're this close to passing out, they're never read a manual on kissing ]

[adsum]

[ She tries to think of what Subaru's dad's shrine might've looked like— honestly just Subaru with slightly duller orange hair and a beard— but can't get the smell of smoke out of her mind, hot and choking in the midst of blood and burnt flesh. ]

Incense makes my nose tickle... But I liked strawberry pocky!

[ It looks like incense sticks, it's good enough ]

[adsum]

You stole from the rich? Why'd you give it away?!

[ They're poor! He could have given them the money!! He knows they need the money and this is the only thing out of everything Subaru's listed that they think he'd think they'd be mad about. ]

[adsum]

[ oh ]

I resigned.

[ It was sad, Subaru, he's sad about it, don't make him relive it ]

[starrypoint]

I did keep some of it, Keigo, but...

[he sighs, resting on his empty hand.]

Turns out we couldn't bring any souvenirs back. That's why the only gifts I've got for you are stories, see... And after I went through so many vendors just to find something you might like.

[starrypoint]

Why?

[i'm sorry]

[adsum]

It's not a shame! If you eat all my pudding, that'll make me really happy! Because you get to enjoy pudding!

[ And you're going to wish somebody else were there because otherwise you're eating ALL the pudding ]

[commences]

( i read be with me and i double take'd like hello? )

...I'm sorry, I can't be you, if that's the case... I have to find another way.

( an apology because he'll have to talk to rokkun's father again later, probably, but using the nurse as a means is there, but he couldn't just kill to see him. the counselor isn't that important on komaeda's obsession of hope, and when he glances down at rokkun's neck; the thought passes, and he feels as if the counselor would hardly care. probably wouldn't show a sliver of sadness if komaeda did that. )

He plants the idea, and by our actions will the sprout push through the earth, or just wither in the cold. ( his eyes lift to stare at something else now, probably the ground as he continues to brush at rokkun's bangs, and then he stops while thinking on what could be the counselor's weakness. he probably isn't what they need to battle, but you know: ) Do you know who Akari might be?

[starrypoint]

[the next time three months from now when he investigates a body you're going to have to inform me if they have a broken bone and what one exactly by scientific name you know that right]

'Kay~.

[... ... ... jeez, there are so many bones... even once you get into the neck (the vertebrae, he knows a little by their region, but he didn't know atlas and axis were separate pieces of the same spine) they seem endless. nevermind the wrist and hand bones when they get down that way.]

So did you wanna be a doctor? Before you came here.

[commences]

( thinkin about my failure.

anyway.

ANYWAY.

...

...

...

... )

You should choose time and place, and don't tell me what treat you want... that should be a surprise.

[adsum]

[ They suppose so. It still smells faintly of blood because of all the paintings, but at least they're covered up most of the time, and there's familiar people here which more than makes up for everything else.

... ]

Yeah, I'll be okay! Bring me back lots and lots of souvenirs to make it up to me, and we'll be even!

[adsum]

[ stoppp ]

You have to have hope! At least have hope in me!

[starrypoint]

[wonderfully subaru hasn't either and double wonderful is how he can just sort of pick keigo off himself, lifting them a bit so he can catch some air, flushed and warm and antsy with the same energy he always feels around them, agitated like a hive of bees as they swarm something new.

it's not an angry energy by far, but boy if he doesn't have a lot of it.

.......... ah he doesn't know what to say. let him sit up and he'll kiss keigo again, a little headier and eager compared to the first one he did; he's not afraid of burning them anymore, but how is he supposed to learn the rhythm of breathing when he feels so breathless just going into it in the first place???]

[adsum]

[ Would Komaeda wear a wombat costume??? ]

You don't seem like the sort to like playing dress up... What did you even have in mind?

[commences]

Now now... I don't have to have anything, you never hear about trash having hope. Your hope, however, is a different story.

( YOU STOP!!! )

I know there's hope.

[commences]

( no, they're ugly to him? )

I like to have fun, and some days I like to stay away.

( why? so rokkun can steal his costume. )

Hm... What will you give me if I tell you?

[adsum]

[ He holds up two fingers in one hand, and then a second after, holds up one finger with the other. Seki-kun made a promise with somebody else first, then turned around and made one with Hiro. ]

[adsum]

[ "If you don't have money, you can pay with your..." Maya's right, every other word that comes out of Natsume's mouth is so shady ]

What have you heard about... [ ... ] No, never mind. I'll ask you later, since I'm pretty much broke at the moment.

[adsum]

That's pretty harsh... Why would you call yourself useless?

[ Or is he only useless in certain situations? Which in that case, isn't it on the situation, not on him? ]

[adsum]

Some winters are harsher than others. Some years we get warm winters with much snow. Other years, it is cold enough to bite at your nose and ears upon moments of being outside.

[ and the school building has no central heating so RIP ]

[crystallomancy]

( Is it "I didn't ask for your life story please shut the fuck up Sakasaki."

Natsume purses his lips; he'd never really thought about it like that, because to him, guiding people to happiness and giving them opportunities to find somewhere they can be content at... does make him happy, in a way. But he can't deny either, that he's happier with the results that cater more to his selfish wishes—a rewriting of history at Yumenosaki Academy, the talks of restructuring the DreamFes system, giving more choices to people whether they wanted to go into the idol course like Subaru or to people who were enrolled into it against their will like Natsume himself...

He steps away. Kindness done for selfish reasons is still kindness, though he'd never call himself a kind person, except to reassure someone he's not a bad person. )

You can walk around if you want or move your HANDS, but it isn't necessaRY. If you imagine yourself doing someTHING, you'll do it in the game; this virtual reality is essentially based on inTENT, translating the synapses that make up your thoughts into movement you can see and FEEL. ( The... best explanation he can give her. ) Speaking of feelING, if you feel sick at any TIME, don't hesitate to tell ME.

( ... )

Virtual reality is lost on me NOW, so I'll stay out of it; you just enjoy the night SKY, Little Wolf. We can still TALK.

( He flicks a switch. )

[crystallomancy]

( You wake up.

The grass is cool and slightly wet beneath Maya's hands, the night breeze pleasantly chilly. All around her stretches nothing but a large plain as far as the eye can see, eventually fading into darkness as the moon's waning light reaches its limit. Somewhere off in the distance, night birds call to one another, and insects sing to each other in sweet chirrups.

But more pressing than that: the sky, stretching ever onward. Like in reality, the moon is in a waning gibbous phase, but it's swathed in a sea of twinkling stars. She won't get too long to admire it in this state; it breaks open a few moments later, shooting stars slowly coloring the night sky with temporary white lines as they appear and disappear between their brethren.

A small light—a firefly, maybe—bobs by her head, and it's from this that Natsume's voice comes, softly. )

The meteor shower will last four in-game HOURS, equivalent to twenty minutes outside of the GAME. It'll reach its highest point in five minUTES, and then wane for the next fifTEEN.

( If Maya's curious enough to check her stats also, she'll find she's a Level 1 Quartermaster. She's still in the clothing she entered virtual reality with, but each of them have some stats that suit her fighter subclass—defense, attack, agility, so on. She also has a shortsword she can summon!

But this is a nice, pleasant little meteor shower in a pleasant little field in SHINSEKAI. No need for swords. )

[starrypoint]

[AND A BEARD.......................................]

Pocky it is! We'll have to make sure everyone knows not to take a bite out of it, then.

[... okay workshop it is. he'll set her down on a table, you can sit here and be tall with the bowl of pudding while he regains warmth in his arm and back in getting some wood pieces to work into a small leaning to the beginnings of medium, open-faced birdhouse-like shrine.

she is welcome to sit and watch him or go mess around with anything that interests her. realizing i said third floor earlier i meant second thanks for sticking with me thus far we will have to go up another one in time but that time is not right now!!!]

Do you wanna grow tulips or daisies around your shrine, Harupyon?

[adsum]

[ It wasn't as if it was without thought, and it's not like they don't have that voice in the back of their mind now, telling them that it'll be okay, if only because they're slated to disappear in a couple month's time and for them to have the confidence they're not going to screw it up so badly that they'll get dumped in that short amount of time. They'll do everything they can to keep that love alive. They're very good at that.

When they lift their face from Komaeda's side, their eyes are dry, downcast.

... ]

He won't dare break my heart. I told him already, I'll super mad if he does.

[ And nobody wants to see them mad /: they cry when they're mad, and nobody wants to deal with that ]

[commences]

I'm not really thinking about him.

( he won't break their heart? fine, then what of his heart, will npckun break it instead? or will they dash that gold over something previously broken, but shines so that people focus on the outside than the inside? komaeda cares, and he worries, he isn't able to wipe away those feelings because they're a part of him — all he can do is watch people from behind a glass window, and when he reaches out, that invisible barrier stops him. )

Will you be mad at yourself?

( maybe he shouldn't appear so... empty about it, but he leans up against them with a small sigh. )

I don't want you to like, or love like normal people... I want you to like, and love that's stronger than what people normally give. Do you know what love is also like?