September mini-event pt 2

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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.

OOC

✽ 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

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( considering what they're doing, he wasn't sure what type of ashes to get first — is it bad to say he thought of... human ashes, anyway, the wisteria twig will be a fine substitute. he slides himself up onto a desk, and he brings a hand to his mouth with an index finger pressed against his lips. )

Shhhhh... Sakasaki-kun, you need to concentrate...

( he removes his finger, crossing his legs so he can watch the other in a comfortable position. which means yeah, he can be quiet, because he'll pick up his pda to write a few side notes, but also to check if there's anything else on the network.

...hmhmhm. he'll move when natsume needs him, but komaeda-arata's concentration teeters back and forth between noah's list and natsume's work. )

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( don't tell Him to shush...

anyway, he'll breathe in and let it out slowly, remembering clamor's words. the magic (d20 says 17) comes much easier to him than it had on their memory adventure, now that he isn't  soaking wet and cold and watching someone die. it forms the same light as before, a sparkling miniature star before it brightens, curling yellow and orange at the edges into a small flickering flame. natsume sticks the twig into it, watching it catch; no matter how flammable or inflammable wisteria is, it's been dead and drying in his locker for months and only found a recent home in his room.

he drops it before it gets too close to his fingers and watches it; once it's done, he puts it out with his foot and crushes it a little more for good ashy measure. it won't take too much, so... )

Nagito-kun, place a candle in front of ME.

( he isn't at risk of burning himself but ko might as well make himself useful. he makes the flame smaller and a little more manageable, letting it dance on the tips of one of his fingers while he busies himself with mixing the three herbs in a bowl he's left off to the side. )

...I wonder if the gods have any power HERE.

( softly to himself,  though this isn't really any type of eastern magic... what god of japan would listen to this? maybe he'll ask the spirits of yogen instead. )

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( he makes a mental note on the information given, and he'll remind himself to tell natsume after their little ritual in here — his eyes lift because of a familiar light, and he breathes in, then seeing it change from one to another, he breathes out. what it means to witness this is easy as he notices the wisteria burn, the state of it darkening, and the pile of ash that appears under natsume's foot that komaeda-arata can see from his spot. to watch it first hand without any distractions, and he can feel this unease in his chest — or maybe that's his heart fluttering, little things like this... power, some sort of talent, and komaeda-arata feels almost sick — he's always noticed it, how the amount of people around him gained a hope that was brighter than before —

the way natsume is now is entirely different from the one he bumped tables next to at the beginning of the school year, and it makes him... — )

Hm? ( he's receptive, a little too quickly, but he flicks off his pda, and slips it into his pocket as he moves towards the candle. he picks up one, and then another just in case something happens to the one he already has. it is komaeda-arata of all people handling this, and while his luck isn't as bad as naegi makoto's, he still penchant for things to go awry on his end. once he's close enough, he can hear the words uttered under natsume's breath as he sets the candle in place, and he can feel the warmth that wafts from his fingers due to the light that dances upon his finger tips, a mesmerizing display of what...

what would komaeda-arata call this... it's like noticing your senpai for the first time! considering komaeda-arata's a first year, and natsume's a second year. aside from that, he speaks up, softly though so that the other can hear: )

Do you think they were in his memory? ( that doesn't need an answer, besides, he know he can't say much... that he has to think of natsume's concentration, and so he keeps it sweet and short: ) ...You have hope, even if no one listens.

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( komaeda doesn't need an answer, and natsume doesn't need to ask who "his" refers to. it's true, too; no one was listening there, except for them. he coaxes the fire to the candle, relaxing when it catches onto the wick with no issues. that means he can stop focusing so hard on it and get back to work, gathering up the ashes and the cinquefoil together and raising them above the bowl.

he closes his eyes. he doesn't need to, but it helps, focusing on what he wants to happen as he rubs the two together, sprinkling wisteria ash and cinquefoil leaves into the bowl, candle flickering beside it. his voice is soft but sure, the almost musical quality of his pronunciation lost to the spell: )

≪To anyone who may be listening, I ask for your aid. O Gods above, hear this prayer—this spell, this call—this request of one of your children. Within this school sleep those affected by magic; I ask that they awaken from their slumber, to rise and meet the sun as the rest of us have.≫ ( a soft exhale, the last of the ashes and cinquefoil making their way into the bowl of herbs. ) ≪...Please. I ask only this.≫

( ...

the words are a little theatrical, but the request is plainly there, and he waits, next breath held. )

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There's a scratching noise from the other side of the door. ]

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( komaeda-arata wishes he didn't have these concerns over people that can easily die one by one, but he's one to cherish hope, and he wants to see what they'll be able to make with it. if they die too early, then that's a waste, and for someone like npc-kun who is so full of life, a backstory that could bring some to tears, and missing pieces of their life that connects to someone else that's desperately searching for them — maybe if komaeda-arata never met rokkun, he could let the child die. sadly, he's a hypocrite, he contradicts himself, and that's why he stands here now not realizing, and instead he's doing this for the hopes of people around him.

he remains quiet as he listens to natsume's voice, as the fire flickers before his eyes, and he looks towards the classroom's windows to check if there's any change to the weather, or the necessary dramatics that normally come from witchcraft. when you're beside someone like tanaka, it's just something you're told about, and want to see happen if it's truly real — and komaeda holds his breath too.

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should he say please as well? his expression is curious of what will happen next, watching between natsume and what he's doing —

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and there's scratching? no thunderstorm, no dazzling array of fire... but some... scratching. )

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( he looks at natsume, and then he looks towards the door... he's going to walk over, and get down on his knees to peek under the slit...

hewwo? )

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[ meows ]

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( oh, it's a cat.

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Don't let them IN, whichever one it IS. They'll get hair in the SPELL, or knock something oVER... Or catch their tail on FIRE.

( :/ )

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Lily May, is that you?

( he's going to use his little... skull keychain to slide under the door to appease whatever cat is on the other side. )

What if I hold them instead, I have pretty good luck usually...

( kitty kitty kitty... )

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[ paws at the keychain... it's a very cute very fluffy white paw ]

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( GHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH )

If you can hold THEM, then fine, you can let them IN.

( please............... don't let her suffer the same fate my cat did once )

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( WHAT DOES THAT MEANNNNN STOPPPP...

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okay so... komaeda will pull out one of those little cat treats... he had like 5 or 4 more, idr, but he has one, and he'll crack the door open only a little — get in the way so lily may can't get in yet, she has to come into his arms or stay out there.

gently: )

What da cat doing?

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[ da cat's going to pounce on Komaeda's hand to get at the treat, she'll bite his hand if she has to, it's been SIX MONTHS and he won't actually ever give her anything ]

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( AHUOISFHUIFDJGDKLFG;GNJG NOT LILY MAY TURNING AGAINST KOMAEDA

he deserves it, natsume's going back to focusing on his spell jfc )

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( how does she know TIME, but there's a bit of little "ows" as he offers up the treat, she can have it, it's hers because there's no way he can get out of this one... gotta see it through my boy. )

Lily May, did you come to help us?

( as their cat god, but he speaks to her like... a normal person, and he'll hold so she doesn't just go anywhere from him... )

I'll give you another treat if you can help us...

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[ noooo she doesn't like being held too much and tries to wriggle out of his grasp towards Natsume and the candles that look so fun to bat around. Let her do this first and then she'll wake npc-kun ]

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( she's wiggling, and komaeda-arata will get up from the floor with her in his grasp. )

Sakasaki-kun, we have a partner in crime.

( as a warning, because he's going to let her go with a smile, she's going to help them. )

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( —komaeda has ONE JOB and i told nms to let the cat go, this is my fault, too bad natsume doesn't know that and he's looking alarmed. )

You're going to choose to not listen to me NOW?

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[ meow meow, Lily May trots up to Natsume, plume tail aloft, because wasn't this whole thing about begging god to save npc-kun? he did his job, there isn't anything here to mess up



anyways yeah she bats at a candle ]

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( where is god at, looks left, looks right. )

...Ah, I was listening before, what did you say? ...I wouldn't be troubled, she has golden eyes, after all. They seem to be more attuned with this place than us.

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( please save narumikun if he's under a sleep spell too thx it's supposed to reverse those

anyway natsume'll put out the fire since it's his magic and frown... not very seriously at lily may, ugh. cats. )

Hello THERE, Lucy... Aren't you a little troublemaKER? ( she will get some pets... these are disciplinary pets though, derive no pleasure from them. ) And I suppose SO, though it isn't that out of the ordinary for cats to have those color EYES. I wouldn't say they're more attuned just because of that deTAIL.

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[ Lucy purrs at the disciplinary pets. Rump goes up and everything

please tell me what you want from me otherwise I'm just rping lily may ]

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( to make natsume's spell work spins wheel... have god save narumi and npc-kun!! for their beautiful and finished ritual!!!! )

Hm... She's different, Fujioka-kun mentioned something rather odd...

( but this ain't about him. ) Should we take Lily May with us to see if anything happened?

sighs as yall make me tag from mobile

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Lucy. ( a correction. but he'll collect the spell materials which means he has 0 hands for the cat sorry baby ) But YES, let's GO... You can bring her if you WANT.

( thats on you. forget you can talk again too thx )

:3c

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[ Are they going to walk in on Meng Yao exorcizing npc-kun, what's everybody's timelines, what time is it, class is starting soon ]