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Just for me, but I'm willing to pay whatever you need.

( he needs an excuse to transfer some more of this money over to them anyway, a commission he can make a habit of works perfectly. reaching in his pocket, he'll pull out the rose quartz they gave him just a while back and set it on the counter. )

I wanted to see if there was a way you could make this easy to keep with me. I was thinking about it, and it feels a bit weird to just be carrying it around in my pocket like this.

( and it might fall out. just imagine — they'd never forgive him. )

( really? the last thing he has of saihara's, and rokkun taints it with his blood... it's better that komaeda doesn't know now, but it won't be good when he finds out later. when komaeda looks at him though, it's not out of stress or loss from the pocket tissue because he doesn't know, but rather he's staring at the pda now —

...it's true, if amami asked for anything, komaeda would sing like a canary, he has no choice? he's meant to be used properly by ultimates, do as they say because they're more than him, the embodiment of everything that he loves. though, there are times he doesn't abide by his ultimates, doing whatever he wants because the pendulum of what he does, and what he doesn't do swings back and forth. )

trash like me... close to an ultimate?
you misunderstand me... i'd never sully his radiance with my disgusting presence.
what has gotten into you?
i wouldn't tell him.

( because he hasn't asked.

also... it was just a jacket ? for a rock ? )

—en you're stuffed within his warm embrace, since you're enthusiastic about hugs, there's no way you're willing to let him go... extending the time you hold onto him. The sort of romance you found yourself in, to think it can be done properly by someone as you who caters their personality to those you meet. To show your true feelings and emotions to someone is a sort of trust, I don't understand such a sentiment, but given that you're so young, you should be mindful who y[...]

( ... )

[ Just normal high school things... ]

That would depend on the situation at hand. Each blow at the heart chips away at the soul, but it is difficult to tell from appearance as one tends to keep such things hidden. A soul that has been shattered, departed from the body, is a much different matter.

[absolutely normal high school things.....]

... So what does that look like? And is it possible to, uh... reconnect them?

[he guesses that's what it is, reconnecting. keigo seemed alright enough, shaken but themself, but poor narumi...]

Yeah, it'd be good to hear about both. ( subaru's got this. )

We don't know exactly how the spell went, so it's difficult to say what the damage is right now.

[ they do just that, staring at Subaru expectantly like why would he beat around the bush, just give them their 90 points. ]

[yes he has the quartz, after a certain point he sort of just decided to keep it in his pocket because they feel nice.

... he also has like, wrappers and stuff he needs to toss, and his pda... things like that.]

Five points. ♪

[not even ten......... cheapskate. but subaru'll take this chance to stick his hand in the same pocket to hold keigo's, warm as can be]

And I've got you, too~. Shame you didn't say that first, I would've dropped some serious points on you~.

[ They want to ask again, how much money does he have, because it really isn't a question of how much they need ]

Oh...

[ They pick the quartz up and holds it cupped in both hands, feeling the warmth fade from it and wrapping their fingers around it to bring it back. Good. He's been keeping it with him. ]

Lots of people keep rocks in their pockets.

[ But it's true that it's easier to fall out since it's polished smooth, not very big but still sizeable enough to be awkward as a necklace that'd be easy to make, and they don't want to break it apart into smaller pieces either...

...

... ]

I got it. I can have it ready for you tomorrow.

[ Yeah, this time it isn't their hands that shut him up, it's the entire pillow they throw on top of his face and then goes ahead and lies on it themselves. ]

Stop it! I'm not— I don't cater!

[ They do, but like... everybody likes their shopkeep personality, it's very charming. Komaeda is the person they yell at the most, and they have to wonder if that means they trust him the most.

Not in times like this, though. ]

We're talking about you, anyways, not me! Let's talk about your love life instead.

[ Gush to them about your Ultimates, they're good at zoning out and nodding ]

( they can come to his dorm with one of their bags hanging up for sale over there and fill it up with the last of his august money, it's fine. )

I knew you'd think of something.

( and he does look pretty pleased about it too. )

Sounds good though. Let me know if I can help with anything, yeah?

( he flinches when the pillow is thrown, and it makes it easier for him to lay onto his back so that he's tucked properly away in the corner of the bed. don't smother him with the pillow! he uses one hand to push at the softness of it so that he can breathe, but he's well aware of how they cater.

besides, komaeda thinks they've made a fake personality for themselves to be loved by others. )

...I love hope, and every Ultimate here... isn't it obvious? Hm... I guess the same could be said about your feelings too, obviously so when you don't want to be called out on them.

( are they? he could be saying that to get a rise out of npckun, and yes, he is. that's their more honest side, right, better than the personality he's met with when they want to do a sale. )

There's not one Ultimate that I don't love... and it's because their hope is that overwhelming, I can't help but be swept up in it...

[ Isn't Komaeda stealing his hat or something, this could have been anybody's blood. Could be Amami's when Rokkun finds him later, because as much as he should be used to it, Komaeda hero worshipping Amami would never not make him /: ]

If you say so
Why were you talking about me with him, then?

( ? is he getting the hat, and that was his first gift from saihara? and he knows he never got blood on it, and who is digging around in the pockets as they talk... oooh, when komaeda finds out... OOOH. he's locking himself in his dorm room and never coming out. bedroom worship now...

also he's an ultimate, he is a hero? sighs... the talentless will never understand. )

will you stay with me the rest of the night?
you asked to sleep with me a long time ago, but never did.

Eventually, two parts of the same soul will find one another, like twin flames between people.

[ It's the concept of one soul split into two— mirror images of one another inhabiting two different people who are inexplicably drawn to one another to create the whole. ]

No matter how damaged a soul is, give it enough time, and it will heal, just as your own will heal no matter how much of it has worn away by the hardships you have experienced.

I got ten for the yam, though!

[ That they guessed incorrectly in the first place, so why's it worth less than a correct guess for the quartz, this is the sort of unfairness only they would pull. ]

And... yeah, you've got me, but I wasn't in your pocket before. That doesn't count. You can't dock points for that.

[ Aren't we all dead...smh??? No cool leg for Sara. ]

Hm. Well not everyone is mature. [ Not like Sara. Clearly.] But if you're willing to run around a bunch of hallways with me looking for Narumi-senpai and Sou, you have to be a brave and reliable person. And you took care of Rika when she broke her arm or Sidney, did you know we couldn't send them to the hospital? Things like that...they also mean a lot!

[ The nurse has been quietly in the background a lot, helping out. A lot more then her job description seems to be. It's the sort of thing that might make Sara suspect her, if she'd wanted to be crueler. If helping was just...a part of the school. Keeping them alive long enough for, what had Stephanie mused about. It eating them?

But she couldn't look the nurse in the eyes and doubt her like that. She'd been kind, so Sara would believe that she was. And so...she could really ask the most important question of all.]

So...you and the counselor are...close? [ Let her lean forward annnndd...Wink. Enough about her problems, the school, she needs some gossip to feel better! ]

[ Why look so pleased when he doesn't even know what it is... they'll give it back to him if I remember later. ]

If it's for the commission, you can't help. I want it to be a surprise.

[ What can Amami help with, though... people keep asking my npcs that when they're all very independent people who do things themselves and I feel bad every time

... ]

I want to eat inarizushi.

[ was he not stealing Shuichi's hat the moment he disappears

also did he ask that... was that the sleepover way back... because he's thinking way way way back and doesn't touch the pda for a good long moment before picking it back up ]

Okay
Why were you talking about me with him?

[Hinata is quiet for a moment. Pulling a long breath as thinks.

Part of him wonders if he should say anything at all. But it weighs too heavily on him to leave it alone.]

You don't have to answer if you don't want to, but... Can I ask why it's worse now than back then? I still don't even really understand how you're alive now when you'd been dead, but- [Rokkun will feel him shiver slightly if he's still holding on.] Wouldn't the pain of dying have been much worse than being alive...?

I think he'd want you to eat a full meal, and drink water!

[That's not even a deceptive lie thats just how Ishimaru is. They lean over to the side to grab the paper as they nod. Wow...now they have two copies of Ishimaru's schedule. Suppose they can just give one back to Ishimaru when they see him again. ] I'm serious about studying, so I don't skip class. I just can't focus.

[ ...Or read well or do math well or...yeah. ]

Amami? Or you could do Komeada, Rokuro! He's an ultimate, but he never talks about it.

[ And they know Komeada, so Rokkun might be happier to talk about him. ]

...You don't remember dying, do you?

[ His first death, any of his deaths... Rokkun straightens up, rolling the stiffness out of his shoulders and shifts his weight from one leg to the other, because he was sort of talking about one thing but he could spin it this way too. ]

The pain of dying eventually ends. But when you're alive, you hurt all the time, it's one thing after another.

[ How he's alive even though he's been dead, he's not touching that. He doesn't really like to think about it. ]

[ Bravery doesn't have much to do with it, in her opinion, besides maybe that her profession has her hardened against more gruesome injuries than most would be able to handle. Narumi looked like a hot mess but he was breathing and presumably they've got him taken care of in the dorms. Rika and Sidney were mostly provided painkillers, and whatever bandage changes for the latter he doesn't do himself or ask Lucifer or Clamor to assist him with.

Helping with physical injuries is one thing, but they do this as well: invite someone in for a cup of tea and have a quiet chat, because sometimes you need emotional healing as much as you do physical, and the counselor... has his own methods of how to help. The nurse has confidence in him, though so while she leans back when Sara leans forward and laughs somewhat nervously, ]

He's one of my closest friends here in this school, yes! [ friends... anyways ] He's been very supportive, and it's such a shame he's so busy this year, always locked up in his office.

[ Having someone to help...counts a lot! She gave a bed, and she came to help when people asked. That's trying, and thats being reliable. And a cup of tea...its less what Sara is familiar with, but its nice. In a hostile murder school, anyone who seems willing to help without asking question is...really nice.

So she needs to know about the nurses love life. ]

Friends... [ Friends. That's... No. No! Don't give up!!] So, you're close, but he's busy? He still comes to visit you, right?

[ Her evaluation is rapidly dropping...don't be another pathetic man, Mizuki. ]

[Hinata's entire face goes pale, mind wiped clear of everything else but that one sentence as his veins fill with ice.

"You don't remember dying, do you?"]

Of... Of course I don't, I've never...

[He's never?

His voice trails off. He can't say that with certainty, can he?]

Unless... [He swallows hard.] That time with Saihara... I thought it had to be a bad dream, but...

["There's no way I'd be here if I'd died."

It's what he instinctually goes to say. But there's no way he can say that to Rokuro of all people, is there?]

...How the hell is this possible? [Hinata staggers back, then to the side - reaches out to catch the wall, because if he doesn't right now he might collapse. There's a sick, dizzy feeling that sweeps through his body even as a sudden exhaustion weighs it down. He feels like when Monokuma told them they had to kill to leave Jabberwock, but it's amplified.] When- [His voice trembles, breaks, so Hinata squeezes his eyes shut and tries again.] When you... were alive again. Were there names of people that you weren't able to say, too?

[It's not really what Hinata wants to say - not the words he thinks either of them needs right now. But it's taking everything he has to not break down, so he grasps hold of the most logical things left to him. Decipher the truth. Figure out what's different between Rokuro's experience and his, and maybe something will become apparent.]

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THEYRE PAID??? who tf is paying them ori...

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why would they not be paid, maybe they take salaries out of the construction fund

the invisible construction workers got money tf???

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