Naegi Makoto (![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
cloversandcranes) wrote in ![[community profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/community.png)
yogen2021-12-28 06:59 pm
cloversandcranes) wrote in yogen2021-12-28 06:59 pm
Entry tags:
Naegi's introduction to such a charming school... (CW:Danganronpa Spoilers!)
Bathroom Woes (TW:Mention of unpleasant memories of bathrooms)
[When Makoto opened his eyes, he had expected to see the ceiling of his room on the ship. He had been on the way to the Future Foundation for his trial and had turned in for the night, anxious about the charges he would face. He didn't feel like what he did was wrong but he knew that the Future Foundation wouldn't see it that way.
After all, he did take international terrorists under his wing to save them from their deaths. And when the foundation found out he had let them go to live on an island without supervision? Well, he certainly didn't expect them to look at his situation favorably, despite what some of his friends told him.
He expected to see one of his friends waking him up when he opened his eyes. What he saw instead, filled him with dread. This wasn't his room on the ship. This wasn't even somewhere else he recognized. It was a surprisingly clean bathroom, no blood smears on the walls and floors like the ones he had seen in the broken world.
Groaning in pain and confusion, he rubbed the sides of his head in an attempt to stop the pounding of his head. He felt terrible. His throat was dry and scratchy, his head throbbed in pain and his fists felt raw for some reason. He lifted his hand to his eye level but saw no injuries that would explain the pain he felt. What he saw instead made him pale. Six tally marks were on the inside of his wrist and were sensitive to the touch. They also itched.
Staring at his reflection in the broken mirror, he looked down at his sore knuckles and flexed them, wincing at the pain that radiated through his hand at the movement.]
What...happened here?
Breathe
[Exiting out of the bathroom did little to curb his panic, as the halls outside reminded him of the halls in Hope's Peak Academy. With the anxiety clouding his mind, the halls looked ominous and foreboding as conflicting memories filled his head. The first year at Hope's Peak, walking with his friends...The killing game, finding corpses of those friends, and walking to the elevator to commence the trial...
His panic rose as he took in the surroundings. Muttering to himself, he tried to calm his breathing as his breath quickened in fear. Focus Makoto...It's not Hope's Peak. You're fine...It's not...The windows! The sight of the unblocked windows brought hope to Makoto as the dread slowly left him. It wasn't Hope's Peak! He wasn't back in that school!
Closing his eyes, he put a hand to his chest and tried to smooth out his breathing, remembering The Ultimate Therapist's teachings as he calmed down. Breath Makoto...That's it...You're not there...It's okay.
Opening his eyes, he decided to walk to the windows to see if they could be opened. Tugging on the windows, he tried opening them to no avail. Why wasn't he surprised...Sighing, he put a hand to his chin in thought, completely missing the sound of someone walking towards him.]
((OOC:Sorry for only having two prompts. It's my mother's birthday and I wanted to finish this before I burned out. Wildcards are very welcome. You can contact me at![[plurk.com profile]](https://plurk.com/favicon.ico)
CeyahWolfsong or at Discord at Anne#6966))
[When Makoto opened his eyes, he had expected to see the ceiling of his room on the ship. He had been on the way to the Future Foundation for his trial and had turned in for the night, anxious about the charges he would face. He didn't feel like what he did was wrong but he knew that the Future Foundation wouldn't see it that way.
After all, he did take international terrorists under his wing to save them from their deaths. And when the foundation found out he had let them go to live on an island without supervision? Well, he certainly didn't expect them to look at his situation favorably, despite what some of his friends told him.
He expected to see one of his friends waking him up when he opened his eyes. What he saw instead, filled him with dread. This wasn't his room on the ship. This wasn't even somewhere else he recognized. It was a surprisingly clean bathroom, no blood smears on the walls and floors like the ones he had seen in the broken world.
Groaning in pain and confusion, he rubbed the sides of his head in an attempt to stop the pounding of his head. He felt terrible. His throat was dry and scratchy, his head throbbed in pain and his fists felt raw for some reason. He lifted his hand to his eye level but saw no injuries that would explain the pain he felt. What he saw instead made him pale. Six tally marks were on the inside of his wrist and were sensitive to the touch. They also itched.
Staring at his reflection in the broken mirror, he looked down at his sore knuckles and flexed them, wincing at the pain that radiated through his hand at the movement.]
What...happened here?
Breathe
[Exiting out of the bathroom did little to curb his panic, as the halls outside reminded him of the halls in Hope's Peak Academy. With the anxiety clouding his mind, the halls looked ominous and foreboding as conflicting memories filled his head. The first year at Hope's Peak, walking with his friends...The killing game, finding corpses of those friends, and walking to the elevator to commence the trial...
His panic rose as he took in the surroundings. Muttering to himself, he tried to calm his breathing as his breath quickened in fear. Focus Makoto...It's not Hope's Peak. You're fine...It's not...The windows! The sight of the unblocked windows brought hope to Makoto as the dread slowly left him. It wasn't Hope's Peak! He wasn't back in that school!
Closing his eyes, he put a hand to his chest and tried to smooth out his breathing, remembering The Ultimate Therapist's teachings as he calmed down. Breath Makoto...That's it...You're not there...It's okay.
Opening his eyes, he decided to walk to the windows to see if they could be opened. Tugging on the windows, he tried opening them to no avail. Why wasn't he surprised...Sighing, he put a hand to his chin in thought, completely missing the sound of someone walking towards him.]
((OOC:Sorry for only having two prompts. It's my mother's birthday and I wanted to finish this before I burned out. Wildcards are very welcome. You can contact me at
Re: blanket Dangan spoilers in general!
He waited patiently for Ishimaru to speak his thoughts, his own mind scattered with thoughts filled with regret. But when he heard the defeated voice of his friend, he put a hand on Ishimaru's shoulder in comfort.]
It's okay. Even if...Even if we're trapped here...At least we're together again.
[Seeing his friend again and so full of life...It was too precious to him to put into words.]
No matter what comes, we'll deal with it together.
no subject
Thank you... Naegi-kun! You are right. I am glad to be here with you. And I know that by working together, we may truly overcome this ordeal! I- I have faith in our chances, and in our diligence!
no subject
Of course we will. I believe in us.
no subject
As... as do I, Naegi-kun. It is good to have you back.
no subject
...You too.
[After a long moment of just taking in Ishimaru's warmth and scent, he reluctantly loosened the hug and stepped back. He smiled as he wiped his eyes, before grasping his friend's hand and waiting for him to lead the way.]
Lead the way Ishimaru-kun. I'll be right behind you.
no subject
As he steps back, he quickly rubs his sleeve across his face to wipe away his tears, and then he faces him with a bright smile.]
Of course! Please follow me, Naegi-kun. Now let me treat you a thorough tour!
[And with that, Ishimaru will guide him around the school, while pointing out the various rooms and other landmarks to him!]