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Entry tags:
- dangan ronpa: hajime hinata,
- dangan ronpa: nagito komaeda,
- dangan ronpa: rantaro amami,
- elsword: add,
- elsword: noah ebalon,
- ensemble stars: subaru akehoshi,
- hanako-kun: nene yashiro,
- identity v: helena adams,
- mo dao zu shi: meng yao,
- your turn to die: joe tazuna,
- your turn to die: rio ranger,
- your turn to die: shin tsukimi
この気持ち…伝わってるといいんすけどね (12/31)
Who: Hajime Hinata & friends
What: Happy birthday, Hinata-kun!
When: December 31, 9PM~
Where: School roof
Warnings: N/A, TBE
What: Happy birthday, Hinata-kun!
When: December 31, 9PM~
Where: School roof
Warnings: N/A, TBE
( there's various hidden signs that point towards the elevator, and if anyone catches sight, they'll see an arrow that points up, indicating for them to take it skyward. if they get off too early, there's a sign on the floor that reads, "next stop!", so if they dare, they can go back into the elevator and do as the words command. upon making your way to the rooftop on new year's eve, the setup is immediately apparent.
a number of glittering, sparkling decorations line the area — streamers, balloons, music, and a brightly colored sign the reads: happy birthday hinachan. at the heart of the setup is a bonfire that reaches almost shoulder-height — properly set up to make sure it doesn't spread anywhere further than its containment area, it sets a festive tone.
"borrowed" desks are also covered in an array of treats and appetizers courtesy of nene and amami, as well as enough love setsugetsukka to "make 3 people black out," which is probably enough to share if nobody gets too ambitious. the cake at the center of it all is the real star of the show however, almost as big as a person all on it's own.
to top it all off, even under the dim glow of the stars, nobody is short of a little light when natsume and noah's dazzling light show begins. once the main event has closed, a variety of firecrackers are brought out to celebrate with as things begin to wind down. varieties include the classic sparklers, these little spinny bitches, funky little sparkshowers, some little baby rockets, with the larger varieties spanning a couple feet at most. on the opposite side, there's a little table where a birdhouse is kept, and inside stuffed with all sorts of cotton and wood shavings are two birds huddled together inside, and a few treats that people can feed them if interest. if keigo looks at your character from afar, it's fine, that birdhouse they're living in was made by them, after all.
and at the centre of it all will be one boy with a bag over his head, kidnapped by rokuro arata, who sits him down and lets komaeda undo his blindfold — happy birthday, hinata-kun! )
a number of glittering, sparkling decorations line the area — streamers, balloons, music, and a brightly colored sign the reads: happy birthday hinachan. at the heart of the setup is a bonfire that reaches almost shoulder-height — properly set up to make sure it doesn't spread anywhere further than its containment area, it sets a festive tone.
"borrowed" desks are also covered in an array of treats and appetizers courtesy of nene and amami, as well as enough love setsugetsukka to "make 3 people black out," which is probably enough to share if nobody gets too ambitious. the cake at the center of it all is the real star of the show however, almost as big as a person all on it's own.
to top it all off, even under the dim glow of the stars, nobody is short of a little light when natsume and noah's dazzling light show begins. once the main event has closed, a variety of firecrackers are brought out to celebrate with as things begin to wind down. varieties include the classic sparklers, these little spinny bitches, funky little sparkshowers, some little baby rockets, with the larger varieties spanning a couple feet at most. on the opposite side, there's a little table where a birdhouse is kept, and inside stuffed with all sorts of cotton and wood shavings are two birds huddled together inside, and a few treats that people can feed them if interest. if keigo looks at your character from afar, it's fine, that birdhouse they're living in was made by them, after all.
and at the centre of it all will be one boy with a bag over his head, kidnapped by rokuro arata, who sits him down and lets komaeda undo his blindfold — happy birthday, hinata-kun! )
those are bad luck comments
isn't someone who watches over others, that's part of weaving and connecting them by the seams, the aura that overflows in some, and by others all because of him? hope has been here before ultimate hope who was manmade into existence, but he was meant to change the world, he was the missing cog for everything to function correctly. if komaeda thinks about it, if he let himself break from what he knows, then he could make the connection that rio was meant to be that too. in a way, he understands, but he doesn't make it as personal. )
...Hm, God is different from everyone, but he can walk among mortals and others, do you think the land that he walks on becomes his personal heaven. The relieved world would continue to spin.
( though his home is damaged, the entire world crushed, and broken apart, but as long as go exists, then he'll be able to fix what' been broken. komaeda believes even now that god is doing just that, even if komaeda isn't there to witness it, he understands that everyone else will be. it feels almost cruel that out of all of them, as someone who would want to see hope heal the world — he wants to get down on his knees, smooth his hand against the soft ground, push in the seeds of hope so that the flowers grow wild, and the trees grow so tall that it gives shade to those who crawled under the sun, he wants to see the vines that grow twist and curl along the walls of buildings, hugging and keeping them together. )
Is it one of those wishes where effort yields results? ( a hand to his chin, nodding because that sounds so like rio, it may have not been a carefree wish, but he feels as if it can be doable. he's constantly changing, so there's a chance that in time he may be able to see it. slowly, komaeda pushes himself up onto his feet, and his hands flat against the surface of the desk that allows the pencil to slip from his hand as he turns to face rio. )
I'm not sure what it is, but if it's something you're taking part in... ( his words are quieter as he mumbles something under his breath along the lines of, "that sort of wish...", but he manages to smile, though it doesn't reach his eyes, his lips close as genuine as he can make himself. sorting through such reactions, having thoughts like he has, it makes decisions like this hardly tedious as he continues.
he steels himself, taking a deep breath. )
Then... I will too. ( without any hesitation, he hops forward, bringing himself close to rio, wrapping his arms around their waist, and his prosthetic comes to the middle of their back, patting as he rocks them left to right. it's a worrisome endeavor of his, but he knows that maybe this is a stroke of good luck, and whatever bad that happens next, he'll accept it as is. he believes he'll take the lightening strike, ) With two people, there's no way God'll reject it, and there's hopes that'll support your wish too, remember... ( a small, breathy chuckle like he can't believe himself for even pulling rio into a hug on the roof, where people might see. ) ...it'll tap their shoulder as soon as it rains.
STOP they can be good or bad luck it just depends
The closest thing to a god in humanity for Rio Ranger would be his creators, but those aren't god. They're something more miraculous than gods, the pinnacle of humanity, and Rio Ranger nothing more than a accumulation of those efforts. He would change as intended and he, already something more than humans could ever be, would eventually fulfill their vision perfectly. But it would never be anything other than a natural extension of those efforts that no god could claim stake to even if they existed.
So he doesn't need anything like that in his life.
Komaeda seems to confirm that thought as he wraps his arms around Rio, whose face turns red at the sudden gesture. It's a little slow, and his head tips up and down and to each side, and it seems as though no human should want to embarrass themselves with a gesture like this. Human hands can only dirty him with their touch, but a doll can only rub filth and grime on them in return. But his mind goes blank, and all he can do is gingerly wrap his arms around Komaeda in return. It leaves him without his face cards, but if he presses himself against him like this and tilts his head down just a little no one will see his burning cheeks any more than they will the look on his face - embarrassed, uncertain, but carrying just the faintest hint of warmth to it. ]
I was created by human hands, and I was perfected by human hands, so I wouldn't want God to dirty my wish by touching it.
[ Rio closes his eyes briefly, and he wonders if any human could understand that feeling. Komaeda always runs cold, and because Rio runs warm he always winds up sharing his heat. But Rio is contradiction upon contradiction, loving human efforts while hating every piece of them, and so perhaps it's only natural that he always feels warmer around this person. ]
Having just one person recognize my wish would be enough, so I'm already satisfied.
[ Just one person, and if Komaeda is right then he supposes that he'll be even happier. ]
WHY CANT I CHOOSE LET ME CHOOSE!
( everyone would love komaeda's god, there's nothing he can't do, and there's nothing he wouldn't do for others; he's kind, but cruel. straightforward, but roundabout as well where only so many people can understand him, but never his thoughts. someone full of talent who knows each and every one in existence, to have that much knowledge crammed in his brain, and he feels that both him and rio could have such conversations. that person's hand was the one that komaeda reached out and took, the comfort that's behind it was taught to him, and that could be why komaeda finds some sort of attachment to watch hand is held, and the other ignored.
thinking about that person brings komaeda to wrap his arms around rio tighter, he's not even realizing that he's done it, but when you love hope as much as he does. his body nuzzles into rio's own, not aware of him hiding his face away that no one can see him blush, but it's fine because komaeda's own cheeks are red from the cold, and his thoughts on god in general. he would like that, he thinks, for them to meet, there's something interesting about sharing what you care about to another person, especially if you think the two could get along. rio may not be charmed by his abilities, but the hows and whys of it all, the knowledge they could address, and the ideas they could exchange back to one another.
it sends a warm shiver down his spine, and his hands settle on the small of rio's back, until his eyes slowly open, and not too far off he can see hinata talking with someone. it's his birthday after all, and he doesn't know, but even knowing that they've already acknowledged each other only means a bond can go up from there. )
The God I know wouldn't touch your wish, he'd let your own hopes mold it into something... That'd make it more admirable, but... if you don't want any benevolent being to touch it, I'll give you my hand.
( his aid, this is what this is after all, and he doesn't find himself releasing the other yet as he closes his eyes again. he finds himself relaxing into this, as long as he can do this first then the length doesn't matter, it's like rio has to put up with komaeda's antics, and he likes it better that way. after a few more blinks, he starts to realize how long he's held onto him, how his head is nestled up against rio's, the way the ai is kept in his embrace, and komaeda's quick to let go after, scuffling out his grasp with a forced, but nervous, little laugh.
he's playing the role. )
Ah, sorry... sorry, that was too personal, wasn't it? Hm, if your wish is as bright red as your face, then I'm sure anyone could recognize it.
SIGHS FINE YOU CAN CHOOSE!!!
[ It seems to him as though this is a natural extension of Komaeda's view. It wasn't uncommon for humans to be elevated to the status of a god by those around them, but in the end they were nonetheless just humans to be judged on their own merits. Rio doesn't want to be touched by a god, but rather he wants humans who succeed by their own merits. He likes those whom he can understand. Rio wants to meet those people, and he wants to share in what's important to the person with their arms wrapped around him.
Was there anyone he would want Komaeda to meet...? Rio thinks about that, and he finds himself uncertain. Those of ASUNARO could no doubt cure every ailment. His sickness, his pain, even the damage done to his mind by those painful memories. Even if he was never loved, even if he removed himself, the were without a doubt precious to him. Even now, there's a hole that no one else will ever fill... But for some reason that he can't pin down, the idea frightens him.
...
His face grows hotter as the hug grows tighter and Komaeda nuzzles against him. The source of that excitement is clear, but the reason isn't of concern to him. It's nice to be held like this, he thinks, more than he could have ever known before. It's a warm, comfortable feeling that settles in his chest and seems to spread throughout his body. He squeezes him gently, and Rio wonders if it's alright to be like this. It goes on for some time, and he can track every second, and yet it feels like it's too quick to end.
But it has to, and his flushed face is left on full display. The lower half of his face is quickly covered by a card - one with a squiggly frown and pink slashes that indicate a blush. Rio is suddenly once more aware of how public it is, and how warm his cheeks are, and he looks off to the side. ]
It wasn't. We can share things like that, too. [ Things that are personal, things that are important - even if Rio doesn't have many. He fidgets, his chin lowering slightly and his shoulders lifting as he tries to hide behind that card a little more. ] Is it really that red...?
its bad luck (midori)
( does he care to be seen, probably, luckily for him komaeda's already standing in the way so no one on the opposite side can see him. all this happens to be is rio finding his emotions, and anyone would be embarrassed if someone other than the person it's for calls it out. is that blush for him, he can't tell. it couldn't be when rio has so many other important people to fluster about now, and komaeda believes that as so because there can't be any other reason. perhaps it's the same reason as his own, being able to know about god, even if his words say different, his feelings may not match. yes, that's what this has to be about. )
Uh oh...! Now they're really going to know! You use those cards to mask your feelings, but... that's true, you're blushing, Riokun! Wow, what a day.
( first writing wishes, and now seeing rio blush, then also use a card to hide his blushing. he's truly honest about the emotions he wishes to convey, but for komaeda, he just sees his riokun embarrassed like any other normal person. give komaeda a moment to actually make this happen, as he digs into his pocket, he pulls out a camera that's quick to snatch a photo — he didn't ask, but he doesn't see the need to. playfully, he takes a step forward to show that rio may hide behind his card, but his face is still red here, and there, and even over here. )
Riokun! Why are you hiding? ( it's like giving this to komaeda is the start of something terrible, especially with his he hooks his finger on the face card in his attempt to push it down. ) Let's take a New Year's Eve picture together, I don't mind if you blush in it.
( blush is starting to not seem like a word anymore, but komaeda is commenting on it on purpose. )
We can capture the moment!
midori is max cursed luck
Ah - I don't like having my picture taken or mirrors...
[ He stammers through the explanation, but Komaeda's teasing otherwise has the intended effect. Rio is a little puzzled, not seeming to quite understand why he's embarrassed, just that he's being teased and that he's supposed to be. It has a compounding effect, and he can't quite recover from it well enough to collect his thoughts. His weight shifts from foot to foot, fidgeting and alternating between looking to either side and then down.
The card is stiff for a few seconds before Komaeda manages to push it down, just enough to reveal his face before Rio bats that hand away and lifts it back up, closing one eye as he does so. He doesn't think anyone can see, but the thought makes him squirm as much as the teasing does. It's not the first time he's blushed, but never quite like this, and there was never this kind of uncertainty and distress. Really, it probably would have just been impossible to get much out of him.
??? ]
STOP HE IS NOT hes just... green
( for different reasons, but he boils it down to they have the same little quirks, which is only a slight bit despairing as he looks at the camera in his hands. he turns it around, pointing the flash at himself, and it's for a moment that he stares directly into it before snapping, and the light shines in his eyes before closing them after. the leftover dots hover behind close lids, and it takes only a moment before he begins to blink, forcing away the blur left in his eyes. )
When was the last time you've gotten your picture taken before now, I doubt ASUNRO to be a fun-filled project.
( because if it was, then komaeda could believe they did things like party, and take pictures, and whatever else was the normal for them. to him, it sounds like they were always working, limited fun and limited play. when he turns around the camera to look at the screen, komaeda will see himself with a few fireworks behind him, and a black hand on his shoulder which might be because of the way he was holding it?
hm, who knows.
he flips through the one he took of rio though, seeing that it's perfectly intact with no changes. )
Yep, let me take more pictures of you.
true he is just green, meeting him is bad luck though
It wasn't any need to hide it if so, it was just that here was even less need to tell him what they were doing. ]
It was probably before I was turned online... Anyway, I don't like seeing myself.
[ Not the flawless skin and symmetrical features, not the fluffy orange hair with a little curl that was intended to be cute, or the vibrant orange eyes - more full of life now, and yet still not revealing much. All of those things that were carefully crafted to create an ideal.
There's no need for him to take pictures or to record. There's no need for him to keep reminders of happy memories when each moment was permanently locked into him, feelings and all of those things that should warp and change and be lost with time. They simply piled up over time. He has to constantly remind himself that humans aren't like that. They forget, and they lose, and they need those reminders of what had been to comfort themselves.
Maybe he should at least be willing to give that. ]
... If you want, I'll take one with you.
STPP THERES SOME GOOD GREEN
( even though he knows that rio doens't like to take pictures. pictures capture the soul, every little piece, over and over your soul is taken from you behind every click. you stop being yourself once you see what the picture shows, people will think they smile too eagerly, and try to drop it, or they'll notice how empty their eyes are, and then proceed to gouge them out. there's many reasons for a people to be afraid of pictures or not to like them, and when he looks up at rio, he doesn't see anything to hate.
at least he can be him in his photo, and not have the devil creeping steadily behind. )
Maybe I just want them of you, I'll ruin the shot.
( he ruins every shot, he doesn't get the best pictures when he does take them because of the odd additions. he does proceed to delete the photo he already took. that is losing a piece of their life, between this and the seconds of taking them... it's horrible, it'll hurt raw if someone thinks about what they've lost of it. why doesn't he hold onto these foolish pictures? well, none of it means anything when the other consents, which makes the next shot special. )
How about next to the bonfire? ( he looks over to it, making sure that it's still well-lit, because he can't go over or he'll catch on fire.
there's no problem about this, because can an ai really lose a piece of themselves when they adjust to their surroundings? )
THERE IS BUT THIS GREEN IS CURSED
He can tell himself that it's fine as long as he doesn't have to see it.
He blinks, staring for a few seconds. He had asked to take a picture with him. ]
You wouldn't.
[ But then, Rio probably wouldn't care even if he did. But he doesn't seem like he'll push the issue, likely because he himself is so uncomfortable with the prospect. ]
Sure, I guess that's fine.
[ He's not moving just yet though. He may or may not be staring at him. ]
STOP KOMAEDA WEARS GREEN
hm. )
Do you want me to walk over there with you?
( he doesn't seem to be thrilled about the idea when he's not a fan of taking pictures. komaeda slowly walks over, standing by the bonfire, and he can hear the flicker of the flame, and the puff of air as it remains lit. it's a nice sound, and he has to remind himself not to lean back, or he'll wind up burning himself. with that done, there's no need for an answer as he continues. )
Here, stand right next to me.
( can he give orders? well he sure as hell will. the camera is even faced towards him because this is much better than hugging rio where everyone can see. he can do the same thing and take a picture, perhaps the other would appreciate it more if it's not just him in the one frame. )
Did you know the place you attend makes you take school pictures?
TRUE IT'S REALLY JUST MIDORI (YTTD EDITION) THAT'S CURSED, MOST OTHER GREENS ARE NOT CURSED
Here's a little frown behind the mask, and he tugs at the edge of his hood as he considers that. ]
Ahaha, nope. Well, I guess that makes sense though.
[ It's more or less a universal thing among schools, but it's not one he'd had any reason to think about until now. ]
HES JUST CUTE AND GREEN LEAVE HIM ALONE!!!
Want to smile?
( it's not important for him to do, yet, there's something exciting about removing his face cards. rio always uses them to express himself, and while komaeda's used to seeing him without... )
Without the face card, that is.
( that's hardmode. )
YOU BULLY HIM ALL THE TIME!!!!
[ He blinks, as though repeating a foreign word. Perhaps it's because he was still sifting through his emotions, but he hadn't really smiled since having his emotions completed. He'd been content and even felt brief flickers of happiness, but his changes in expression were still small and slight.
But a person is supposed to smile for pictures, aren't they?
He glances down to the face card in front of him, then back up to Komaeda. It takes him a few seconds to describe. ]
... Okay.
[ There's a hint of uncertainty to the agreement, but he lowers the card all the same. ]
WHEN?
if he hands them or over not, komaeda settles the camera in the ais hands next so that he can use it instead.
he can take their picture, maybe the machine won't backfire on him or something. as he nestles up to rio's side, their shoulders bumping as komaeda looks at him. )
...!!
JUST TODAY? STARES AT THIS RAIN THREAD
It's uncomfortable, both being without his cards and taking a picture like this. It's pushing boundaries that have been solidly in place. He won't back out, but he does take a little breath to clear his nerves as he hold s the camera out in front of him. He adjusts the angle a bit... Like this should be fine, right?
Komaeda bumps against him, and he looks to him in turn, and he's able to manage a smile. It's as slight as all his changes in expression are, barely there at all, but genuine and warm.
...
Click. ]
WHAT RAIN THREAD STP
the idea to cover his own mouth with the card comes to mind, he wants to wear the open-mouth grin that the other wears so often, even if komaeda can do that all on his own. it's a quick flick of his wrist as he does so, just a little trading faces, he thinks; so despite how small it is; that's fine.
there's a small laugh at the click of the camera, and it catches the corner of komaeda's own lips raised behind the card, and the same with rio's barely visible expression. if someone squints, they can see it, but it's in the moment, and he gets to watch it turn into something soft despite his reservations to the camera. )
Aha, you did it. ( he praises, the little dots left in his eyes as he blinks them away. ) Come on, show us how we look!
THE ON WHERE YOU'RE TURNING HIS CAR INTO A POOL
It's uncomfortable, though, and his free hand moves to cover his mouth. ]
Sure.
[ Okay, he's squishing against Komaeda little more before he moves to show it, angling it more in the other's direction. ]
STOP THEM ARE MY TEARZ I AM SO SAD SO HIYORI WILL DROWN
( hiding his mouth and then squishing up against komaeda to hide again? no, he just wants to have an easier way in showing the picture, so komaeda lifts his left arm to place it across rio's shoulders. that's way he's even more closer, and komaeda tilts his head against the other's own as he looks at the touch screen of the camera.
it's what anyone would expect, the shot just as perfect if not for the face in the fire. there's various, logical explanations for it, that it was a lucky click at the moment, or the small breeze caused it to look different, but even komaeda didn't feel that.
he taps the screen to point out rio first, )
You should smile into the New Year, I think that would be nice to see as a fresh start.
MEEEE PLEASE DROWN HIM SO I FEEL BETTER
He doesn't let himself focus on that, despite the nauseating feeling in his stomach. It seems to show a happy memory, and that was important to others, and so he tries to appreciate the different vantage point instead. The fire is noted, but it doesn't bother him. Humans are designed to see faces in everything. None of that should matter when it's showing a happy memory. ]
I'd like that. It'd be nice if we both could, don't you think?
[ He has a good enough grasp on the concept of New Years, at least, even if he has no experience or attachment to it. ]
midori drowning won't save their complications
his gaze moves to rio once again, looking at his little smile while seeing as his own is hidden behind a card. he takes this opportunity to switch the open-mouth grin to something cat-like, and he hums behind it. the card taps at his own lips lightly, contemplating if it's even possible, besides komaeda is always smiling. )
We can try, no matter where you are, as soon as the clock strikes 12, smile. I'll smile too, no matter the circumstance.
( what reason will he have not to smile? hm, all he can do is just that despite hearing people say it's not an actual one. )
I'll even borrow one of your cards.
( to replicate the picture. )
but it'll make me feel better!!
If he thinks about it, if they did that, they could both end the current millenium and begin the new one with a smile... It's a nice thought, and his heart flutters at the thought of being able to share that with someone. It's never meant anything to him, and even now he would be fine without, but then he's never had the opportunity for it to mean something. ]
.. Okay. Then I'll make sure I'm smiling too.
[ His voice is a little soft, but contented.
That said, he wasn't expecting that last bit. ]
Huh? Which one?
what about rangers feelings WHAT ABT HIS!
( the emphasized, laying down 3 adorned with fangs, and quick strokes of cat whiskers. it's fitting for the theme yogen presents to them, and it's an expression komaeda can easily integrate into his way of speaking; much like talking with his hands. it'll be difficult to make sure that it has to be held against his face, can someone like komaeda pull it off?
there's many positive cards, but he should really sit down and make negative ones too. komaeda makes a mental note to himself to sit down proper again, make a few more that could be useful. one card that covers his face, and one that covers his eye, which is no different from the supposed expression that others tell komaeda about.
the disgusting, determined swirls in one eye, and the blank, dead look in the other. )
Unless there's another that fits me better.
( he taps the cards by rio's waist, sifting through to see which he wants. )
? they're ruined, komaeda ran off with his cat card like sara did the stocking
[ There really are a lot of positive cards. There's a few negative ones - an angry face, an intense stare, an embarrassed squiggle of a grown, a pout, and a crying card with a squiggly frown. But of those, one was made by Komaeda and the other is meant to represent a person. The rest are undeniably meant to be fun, cheerful cards - a confident profile, a shark-toothed grin, an exaggerated open-mouthed, toothy grin; a pair of cards with 3-shaped mouths, one of which has a blush and the other seeming to be more playful in nature, a squiggly smile with a forked tongue hanging out, a wide smile, a simpler and less perfect cat face... They're all fun, lively, and cartoonish expressions meant to create the image of a person who is just the same.
He's going to slip the camera back into Komaeda's pocket so he can start the process of holding a few of those cards up in front of his partner's face, seemingly at random, before seeming to decide against each one. Then he's going to guide Komaeda's hand back so he can look at the cat card in front of it again.
...
He might have just wanted to see how they look on another person. ]
Yeah, I like that one for you. Let's do that.
[ He takes up the rectangular cat card again, a simple and slightly messy sideways 3 with a few little whiskers poking out on either side, and holds it up in front of his face now since Komaeda still has the ones he's usually holding. ]
the real housewives leave nothing for the other party
( there's weight added into his pocket, the camera slipped back where it belongs. he would have asked rio if he wanted to use it, and take pictures of the people he's here with today. komaeda should tell him that, if people smile around him, he should take pictures to remember even though his memory will serve the same purpose.
that it doesn't matter.
they both have matching cards to a certain degree, a cat-like expression that can charm anyone who looks their way. as rio perceives him this close, he's curious if he likes looking at him wearing the card. komaeda keeps the card settled in place right before his lips, looking around for somewhere to sit, and he'll find a table. )
We really have to make you more, hm, you told me what you wanted. Tomorrow I'll visit the art room, and see what I can do.
( even sara dared him to make art with a friend, so maybe that works which means rio can't hover over him in wait for a new card being added to the list. it'll be a surprise, though, he wonders if rio will come with if not spoken aloud.
he does whatever he feels like. )
It'll be a surprise.
is he taking the cat hoodie and the coffin too
WHY IS HE TAKING EVERYTHING IN THE friendivorce or w/e theyre having
sara took three three things so he has to too
WHAT ALL DID SARA TAKE HELLO?
THE STOCKING, THE MEMORY LANTERN, AND SMTH ELSE I FORGET WHAT BUT SHE STOLE 'EM FROM SHIN
HELPPPPPP NOT SARA TKING HIS LANTERN THERES ILLNESS IN THAT
I KNOW IT'S SO ILL.... at least she didn't get the kotatsu
im so sad shin doesn't need it when he has all the plushies he burrows himself in
that'st rue he has the blanket nest and the plushie collection, but his cat stocking :(