[OPEN+CLOSED] don't you let go

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Who: Add & others
When: March
What: yogen divorce arc aka catch-all for the month
Warnings: depression!! possibly some suicidal ideation at some point. will update if needed!

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crying

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[Add storms out of the meeting room via portal, remotely slams the door... then immediately exits at the other end of the hallway just to slam that door before he leaves, because lonnie said so and who am i to deny this? It is at this exact moment that Dito calls out to him like he didn't just attack one of his only friends and badly injure another.

... well. actually, he's calling out exactly like Add did that, but that's more of a Dito thing.

Add stares, momentarily stunned by the audacity of this and whether he should (pretend? actually?) be proud of it or not... but lingering here would mean giving more people an opportunity to follow him, so he scowls and goes back to stomping out the door and loudly slamming it behind him. if Dito wants to follow anyway, so be it—but he won't allow anyone else the chance to do so.

he heads towards the school building. lots more doors there he can slam... desks to throw off the roof... it's a good place to start.]

[necrophily]

[ thank you for indulging my wishes

nonetheless, it's because add attacked one of his friends and gave them a run for their money that dito's even bothering with interacting with the other. it's funny. it's good. it's fucked up.

dito's smiling as he half jogs to catch up with add. ]

What, you gonna ignore me? Don't tell me you're embarrassed.

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Shut up.

[he holds out a hand as he walks, reality bending and snapping again... but he's not making a portal, just something sharp. he slices off a fingertip against a shard of reality, flecking blood onto the grass.

the other school is quieter... aside from Dito being here, but whatever. he can take as much time as he wants... no one else can interrupt them now. he spins the shard over his hand, ignoring the pink blood running down his arm.]

Good job, tch... she wasn't even the target, spare me your empty words.

[he's still angry, still wants to see something shatter and break apart... his fingers twitch, there's too much empty space between the dorms and the school. the only standing target would be...]

You must be confident... if you think you can talk to me like that.

[necrophily]

[ ah, that's interesting.

nonetheless, dito follows him, curiosity getting the better of him — and add getting his blood on things all the moreso. that's dito's love language, after all. ]

You're so fucking weird, you know that? I don't give a shit about her.

[ his eyes glance to and fro at add's reactions — the way he seems on the brink of violence.

it only serves to make dito increase his step pace, moving up next to the other whether he likes it or not. ]

I wanted you to hit Komaeda, dumbass. You fucked up for sure, but the intent was pretty sweet.

[ he shrugs his arms out and extends his hands as though he's shooting the shit with another classmate casually.

which... he is.

but this isn't a normal school, and they're far from normal classmates. ]

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I wasn't doing anything to impress you. [seething, he is on the brink of violence here... the shard starts to crack, pressure building within the tiny space around it.

... but he can tell when he's being goaded. Dito is so fucking annoying, he wants Add to pick a fight...

hairline cracks... but it doesn't shatter. he doesn't snap, not even at Dito, because... he's already made one mistake today that's weighing heavy in his chest. something too unsettling and terrifying to admit to or even acknowledge... what would it mean, to say that he's scared of what he can do, how easy it is to do it? what does that mean?

he looks to the courtyard ahead of them instead, the school, aged and decrepit and just as easy to break as brittle bones. a miserable little world he's found himself in, and yet...

it's only here, where the consequences don't exist, that he feels comfortable in destroying it. maybe it's better not to think about it at all.

he wants to break something, so the first thing he does once they're close enough is shatter all the windows on the side of the school building. just a tiny shift in gravity, and—boom.]

If you want to see it, do it yourself next time. Idiots like that aren't worth the effort.

[necrophily]

Okay, good on that one. 'Cause you're gonna need to do more than that to impress me, anyway. But it sure was entertaining!

[ he's walking and he's talking, and he can tell add is getting irritated — but that's amusing to him at the least, and exciting at the most.

it's when the windows break that dito stops in his tracks, spinning to look at what add's just done. and he knows it's add. he doesn't quite get how the other's abilities work per se, but they sure are fascinating.

dito grins before turning back to give add his full attention, jerking his thumb behind him. ]

Oh man, they're gonna have a hell of a time fixing those. I guess that didn't take you much "effort", huh...

[ he angy....

and dito thinks it's kinda cute. ]