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(open) break yourself inside out
who: Whoever wants to show up.
what: Nine body pileup, who wants to compile info.
when: 10/7, at least
where: Dorms study hall
warnings: Attempted murder over children's games
[in the afternoon, a message shows up on the forums. is she copying Natsume? utterly, since his organization is why she's thinking about this.]
h.adams
Please try to set aside an hour or so of your time this evening at around 7:30 pm to return to the study hall. I'd like to speak with as many people as possible regarding the recent incident in the school.
-H.A.
[and she won't be replying to anything posted below it.
by the time the hour rolls around, Helena's set herself up in the study hall with the rolling whiteboard she took from the school set up. the markers are a toss up between colors, but the important part is there. she's seated herself by it, and when 7:30 hits, an alarm on her PDA goes off. silencing it, she stands up.]
Thank you for coming. I realize it's another demand on people's time, but given the vast scope of the murders, there's more to be said than unsaid. With it, we had no choice but to split up and find what we could, to do our best at the least to remember and categorize what we saw. Generally speaking, I'd like if we could pool our resources to see if we might draw any parallels between what was where, and if there are any peculiarities to distinguish this or that event.
With that said - [she points behind her at the whiteboard, where Rantarou has been kind enough to write out a list] - if we could try to speak individually, we could write down anything critical shared, so we could look at it from a larger perspective. As well, if something comes up in other days, we could reconvene and add in new information.
As I am unable to do it for you, please allow my dependable transcriber to do so. And a final note before we begin - if anyone becomes overly agitated, I request that you kindly step outside until you can keep your voice to a moderate level. Sound echoes well enough without yelling added to the mix.
Let's begin.
what: Nine body pileup, who wants to compile info.
when: 10/7, at least
where: Dorms study hall
warnings: Attempted murder over children's games
[in the afternoon, a message shows up on the forums. is she copying Natsume? utterly, since his organization is why she's thinking about this.]
h.adams
Please try to set aside an hour or so of your time this evening at around 7:30 pm to return to the study hall. I'd like to speak with as many people as possible regarding the recent incident in the school.
-H.A.
[and she won't be replying to anything posted below it.
by the time the hour rolls around, Helena's set herself up in the study hall with the rolling whiteboard she took from the school set up. the markers are a toss up between colors, but the important part is there. she's seated herself by it, and when 7:30 hits, an alarm on her PDA goes off. silencing it, she stands up.]
Thank you for coming. I realize it's another demand on people's time, but given the vast scope of the murders, there's more to be said than unsaid. With it, we had no choice but to split up and find what we could, to do our best at the least to remember and categorize what we saw. Generally speaking, I'd like if we could pool our resources to see if we might draw any parallels between what was where, and if there are any peculiarities to distinguish this or that event.
With that said - [she points behind her at the whiteboard, where Rantarou has been kind enough to write out a list] - if we could try to speak individually, we could write down anything critical shared, so we could look at it from a larger perspective. As well, if something comes up in other days, we could reconvene and add in new information.
As I am unable to do it for you, please allow my dependable transcriber to do so. And a final note before we begin - if anyone becomes overly agitated, I request that you kindly step outside until you can keep your voice to a moderate level. Sound echoes well enough without yelling added to the mix.
Let's begin.
do you... i feel a little nausues and my hands are shaking, i guess that means you're close by
( the fact that komaeda can throw subaru away at any moment, not as quickly as he would in his teens, but it's because komaeda has seen hope from both sides, from those who lack it, and from those who have it. he can't discard subaru immediately, but he knows he can make use properly, just like he does with helena, just like he does with anyone else who doesn't have hope in their body.
the way he smiles must be vile, considering this is subaru offering his life on the line. )
If you die, that's your stupidity, but if you get hurt, you can grow stronger from that... I am here to help everyone's hope.
( he's excited now, a little better than what he once was, and maybe that's because the topic is something he appreciates the most. he looks down at subaru who remains on the ground, and without a thought, komaeda extends his prosthetic hand towards the other. not his organic, not... that, it hasn't breached that notion of needed contact, but that arm is a concept of hope, a creation, it's important, and that's what komaeda offers despite all that's been said. )
thats what love is like nms
mostly it's because subaru doesn't think he'll die. he made a promise to someone recently, and he'll keep to it; he won't die, he'll get hurt and he'll ask natsume to help him and he'll pretend like he didn't get hurt in front of the person who's come into his life like a sudden neutron star from the supernova of their own decisions but he won't die--
even if it means someone else has to in the process.
subaru'll take it though, pulling himself up with the door's help because he won't make komaeda take the brunt of it and he's not drugged enough to drag the other down. the smile is vile, but it's not unlike eichi's... and eichi is a good person, for all his schemes and such -- subaru knows this, can trust the guy to cook up schemes before breakfast, but he knows eichi is a good guy for all his faults.]
Sure, I get it~. My life's my responsibility so I'll do whatever I want with it, y'know? I won't let you die, Maddy.
[he can't promise a lack of hurt
but he can promise that komaeda won't die. not until rokkun wants to end his life]
what is love baby dont hurt me... no more
( for what? he doesn't say, could it be because of what subaru said, or maybe it's because the other got up and didn't remain on the floor. could it be because he came here to do all this? that he came after komaeda when many wouldn't because of who he is, and what he's done? whatever it is, he says it to the other as the stall door opens, and he waits for subaru to exit out first so they can both move together.
in a way, komaeda controls his life, that's what was said when subaru spoke, and komaeda will take them stride as he looks towards the mirror before him, seeing the smile that he wears, watching the expression that subaru wears. he lifts his arm, scratching the back of his head almost sheepish, and maybe subaru can see from the mirror, or maybe he doesn't. the ultimate seems to be in a better mood than he was at first, and maybe subaru can find solace in that before something unexpected. )
And I'm sorry.
( komaeda's mechanical hand swipes down, hitting it over the side of subaru's forehead — he's thoughtful about how hard it has to be, you know, nothing to kill him, but he knows that this specific area causes blackouts. is that what he's aiming for? of course, he wants to see the other drop onto the ground actually. )
bro............. u hurt me
he registers and i'm sorry right before he feels something hit his temple and then blackness as he drops.]
?
...
walking over him, komaeda makes sure his hacking gun is strapped to the back of his attire again, and he looks at the ground to check subaru. kneeling down, he places his organic hand against the male's wrist, checking his pulse, and since it's slow now... he knows that the other is out cold. )
Thank you, Akehoshi-kun! For giving me the opportunity to knock you out, I'm sorry there's nothing soft to lay on here, though...
( and then it comes to him.
...
he grabs the other by his legs to drag him alllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllll the way to the nurse's office. )
im hurtin
also he won't forgive you for this]
STOP this was a cute thread
and then leave! )