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September mini-event pt 2
09/17 06:00
It's early Friday morning, the silence lifted but still a while before npc students will start coming to school. The door to the student store remains locked, despite always being propped open by a doorstop first thing in the morning, like clockwork. In the pool building, the lights automatically switch on for the day, illuminating the water below.
A large black shape floats in the middle of the pool, air trapped in the fabric wrapped and tangled around it.
A large black shape floats in the middle of the pool, air trapped in the fabric wrapped and tangled around it.
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✽ Please use the toplevel below for investigations
✽ This mini event ties into last week's murder, which ICly occurred Sunday morning, and clues from both investigations in conjunction will help point to a culprit
✽ Please allow Wolfie to reply first
✽ This mini event ties into last week's murder, which ICly occurred Sunday morning, and clues from both investigations in conjunction will help point to a culprit
✽ Please allow Wolfie to reply first

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No, they should be fine now.
( ... )
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...Did something happen with them?
( is he allowed to pry, especially when he shouldn't care, but... his affinity towards the aratas is strong, and...
the word "now" stands out more than anything. )
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( amami heaves a sigh. )
Weren't you all looking into something with that other student? Narumi-kun?
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( his voice lowers, barely above a whisper and he looks towards amami. )
I know I asked you to watch over Kogamo-kun in his stead, but you're not the only one concerned about them.
( he leans back, his voice normal again. ) Besides, an Ultimate comes first for me, and now that I found P-kun... how could I ask about anyone else?
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They're just resting. They don't have any serious injuries.
( ... )
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Ah... that's the good news... I'm sure everyone will be happy to hear that.
( he nods, smiling softly at that reassurance. ) Now for the bad news, what injuries... do they have?
( it's hard to turn away from amami's bandaged hand, something that makes komaeda-arata uncomfortable to see. he's never enjoyed seeing the ultimates he revers in harm's way, especially when it could leave a long lasting mark — they're hope, he's hope, and komaeda-arata swallows down the saliva in his throat. besides, if that happened to amami, he doesn't expect someone who lacks talent to avoid getting harmed. )
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I told you, it's nothing. ( and with a huff, he'll stand up from his seat. ) Just a scratch.
( leaning forward over the cot, he uses his free hand (also bandaged, as usual) to brush some of kamo-kun's bangs out of their eyes, revealing an... extremely shallow cut to the side of their forehead. genuinely and sincerely, it's barely anything of note, and certainly not enough to explain why they're taking up the only bed in the nurse's office.
amami, meanwhile, is giving komaeda a look as sharp as a knife. )
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[how long has she been listening? enough. enough to know that things might need a little defusing if they're not to wind up in a bad way. some things she's keeping down, tight as a new bottle, but Helena's voice is as quiet as it always is. with her hand on the wall, it means she can step in without the cane, without the telltale tap on her steps.]
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( truthfully, honestly, that's probably pushing it on komaeda-arata's end, a delusion that he tells himself to validate his own reasons for why he talks the way he does, and why he acts like he do. he's not put off by amami standing, nor the female interrupting their conversation, and he accepts it all in stride. he lifts his mechanical hand, it whirring as he crosses his arms as his eyes look down at npc-kun, indicating the mark, and then towards the other hand that caught his attention at first. )
That said... ( he blinks, a little smitten by the look in amami's eyes — ) I went to visit their shop this morning, but it wasn't open... how long have you two been here?
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he lets himself drop back into his seat, not letting go of their hand the entire time. )
If you're trying to interrogate me, Komaeda-kun, I'm not really in the mood. You have better things to do.
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[she takes a deep breath, letting out some tension before continuing.]
I don't want to wake up and find any of you dead.
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( to worry about an ultimate is sort of odd to komaeda-arata, they're always going to be fine, he couldn't imagine a world where their light was just instantly snuffed out. given the others who have came and gone, he still has that hope in them to come out better than the others — using those stepping stones as a proper path to regain their balance even if they stumble a little. whatever happened to amami's hand is a stumble, but komaeda-arata shakes his head, and he'll forgive it. )
...That, and I am also left with the responsibility of their well-being.
( even if rokuro doesn't accept that person as him, and even if it wasn't a request, but when he said that someone was willing to help, that someone would have took care of them. if komaeda-arata ignores it, he's sure the others will chide him for it, hinata especially, as he said the feelings and emotions still matter, or whatever he was talking about, and so... he'll apply them in his sruggle-worthy way. )
That means we're all on the same side, or... I'll permit you. ( he looks at helena, because komaeda-arata isn't really about people being on the same side as his ultimates, but he'll let this slide!!! ) Hope's important, if we start to distrust one another, the bonds we've made will start to crumble... we can't have that, now can we?
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You oughta permit me too, Maddy. [there's a chiding that won't be listened to] Ama-chan and Boss're my friends too, and I don't wanna see anyone end up dead either!
[... not gonna lie as someone who's seen one of his best friends in the hospital twice, who's seen someone else important to him slowly fade away behind a plastic divide, who's taken care of another at the brink of depression and felt it himself— subaru does feel very strongly about all this, but he just wishes there were a few less people in the room,
but back to topic.]
Ama-chan, were you two up on the fourth floor last night? Boss only locks up if they're going somewhere, [from experience,] so I wanna make sure you guys had nothing at all to do with Rumi-chan's state, even incidentally.
[because he assumes they're innocent in all of this, or wants to think so at least]
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...
while he doesn't raise his voice, isn't the type to let his anger overflow into volume or violence, the long, slow exhale he gives is about the only thing that stands between him and that. what little patience he's trying to maintain is beginning to crack, and he ignores the majority of their un-asked for opinions. )
No, we had nothing to do with him.
( there's conviction in his voice, but it's still cold. )
If you're that concerned, you should worry about the things that do.
( leave them!! alone!!! if you're just going to be like this! don't you have a dead body to investigate? )
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Akehoshi-kun, we aren't here to blame an Ultimate, so please be careful. Rather, aren't you here to show your concerns to the things that do?
( like amami said...
we'll check on our new eye candy later.
his brow raises thoughtfully, before he casts to look over to helena, and then finally he smiles towards amami once his own problems are mentioned. )
Why not ask about P-kun, considering they're asleep, and Amami-kun hasn't left from their side yet... someone of that close standing would be able to answer all your questions, considering you and P-kun are just so, so close?
( sometimes you want to provoke whatever side is tender and easily exposed, and then sometimes you just want to see a little hope play into the aspect of things. )
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the expression on his face says that he didn't even realize his wording, and he gives an apologetic look to amami. he hadn't meant it that way, really, he's just concerned that other people would assume... please still be his friend, because—
frankly speaking,
subaru doesn't care as much about narumi as he does npckun, but that's just a matter of "oh good this rumi-chan fellow isn't dead (yet?) so i can move onto the person i know better" and at amami's cold, but convicted assurance, subaru lets out a sigh of relief and gets on his knees, resting his head in his arms on npckun's side of the cot. because presumably there is one chair for one cot and he's fine like this.]
Sorry, Ama-chan. I'm no help with Rumi-chan and all, so I'll sit that out 'til the people who are are all done. [he's an idol not an investigator, he's not strong like natsume] I'm just happy to hear you say that.
[of course he's curious about their shopkeeper friend though, even if he doesn't know exactly what to ask, so it's a little hesitant as he thinks about his wording this time, but —]
What happened with them?
[something simple, maybe, since amami hadn't really. answered it. with, not to, there's no accusation he just wants to know]
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It doesn't look like you've tried very hard to me.
( looks more like subaru walked in and decided to drop all his interest in the case, to amami. )
They're just resting.
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but maybe he deserves that, considering komaeda-arata's stirring the pot just a little — it's obvious that questions towards npc-kun would cause a bit of a rift, but considering those who are here between subaru an helena, they would be worried. then komaeda-arata can just place his concerns on his ultimate, for now. )
Amami-kun?
( komaeda-arata's voice is soft, a hand brought to his lip as he taps slowly. )
I never got the chance to get you and P-kun something to eat, and it's the least I can do... since you're willing to speak with them on this fine morning.
( also if you're being rokkun leaning, that man needs some food to be a good boy "hes a boy alright" a good boy. )
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no matter how upset he is with all of this, it's true that he's not going to pass up a chance for food right about now... he sighs (again) and reaches in his pocket, handing komaeda a pda. )
Take this, then. Something easy to eat, like a muffin.
( it's not for him anyway. )
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...
( pale green eyes look down at where subaru is sitting, i think he's sitting, but komaeda-arata will clear his throat. )
I'll permit you to be around my Ultimate. ( maddy is permitting. ) Your only focus should be him, and maybe you can learn something while being covered by the umbrella of his radiance...
( sighs wistfully. )
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subaru tilts his heads at the words, because you really just do say things sometimes, and then he straightens up to look amami over; there's something that's been nagging at him, honestly, and he'll once ask once komaeda's out of the room since he
seems a little over-invested in ultimates health conditions and stuff. this is probably best.]
'Kay, lemme backtrack... I won't worry about them right now, since I know they're in good hands with you, so I'll worry about you instead, Ama-chan — because we're classmates, 'cause I wanna be friends with you, and because you're important to Boss... to Keigo, too.
[he'll point at their joined hands; amami's bandaged one clutching keigo's own]
What happened? Are you okay? I know you're tired, 'cause we gave you a pretty rude awakening and all, but besides that.
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and yeah, he notices subaru's eye wandering to his bandaged hand. both of them are bandaged, actually, but subaru might notice that the gauze on his right looks a little fresher than what's on his left. the words don't exactly placate the situation that everyone insisted on irritating worse and worse no matter how he tried to shut it down, but at the very least, they don't continue the trend of making amami look like he's about to snap. instead, he falls back into a more subdued sense of frustration again. it's... still an easier topic for him, at least. )
I'm fine, it's nothing serious. It was on purpose, so let's leave it at that, yeah?
( has subaru ever been to the other side amami spends so much time visiting? either way, that bandage on his left has been there for quite some time now, and he's not exactly secretive about the reason why. )
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subaru remembers the mirror piece wrapped in cloth soon used as his blindfold, remembers natsume's lesson on not letting blood spill, and while he's not gone to the void himself—
he can put it together. like a gear sliding into place, though to what it's working towards he can't say himself. but it's working. he fiddles with the blanket, then frowns and shakes his head.]
Nope! I don't care if you hate me for it, but I'm not gonna leave it at that. What were you "checking out" today, Ama-chan?
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[she steps forward, hand extended, so she might find him and put her hand on his shoulder. she'd been quiet earlier - clearly, she had misjudged how many people were in here, and gone quiet in the face of it, but at least she can reason with a few of them.]
He doesn't want to talk about it right now, and it's early.
[don't push, her tone says. one has to be smart in how they go around this. there's only so much patience he has - and if she's not reading it wrong, his hackles are already raised in protection of the one still sleeping. it's best to not stick a hand into a box full of sharps.]
Please...be kind.
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I'll take care of them. In the meantime, I'm sure you two can make yourselves useful out there.
( if what he's asked is too general, it doesn't look like he's going to elaborate much more than he has. )
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