yogen | ☆ somedays you wanna die like a star and somedays-- ☆

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☆ somedays you wanna die like a star and somedays-- ☆

Who: Everyone
What: Murder discuss
When: April 12th, lunch time
Where: School Library
Warnings: usual murder stuff

[Anyway. so. subaru knows dito did it, he said so on the network, but they have some important things on their hands-- mainly like... the fact that komaeda is Not waking up? and the last time someone was coma'd that music girl did a meeting and steph woke up so like? yeah maybe this'll work.

anyway it's on lunch because that's the easiest time that subaru can set something up, but it's in the morning after he's a li'l more recovered from investigation and highness there's a network mention--]

yo my detective peeps come to the library ur needed to solve a crime!!! (jk lmao but for real come okay)

[and then subaru conks out really for a lot of class until the time itself, wishing he had a little of that wake up pink void shit that was in komaeda's mouth..........

nonetheless. library is... suspiciously cleared out save the librarian, but subaru's got signs pointing to the back and he's sitting on a table himself, one leg pulled up to rest his cheek on it as he waves to seats. there's a lot of chairs here. he took them from tables.]

Everyone here that's gonna be here? Cool. Anyway, Addy's dead but for like real instead of bein' timeline dead I guess and Maddy's, uh... Sleeping Beauty right now, if you catch my drift. Nothin' seems to wake him, and don't try the whole kissing thing 'cause you'll die too. Don't ask me how I know.

[it's between them, two other people, the blind girl, and god now.]

I know that asshole Didi spilled the beans about his being armed and dangerous on the forums and all, but how about we nut up for once and do something? We know who did it, so let's just work ourselves out and then kick his ass.

[...

because no matter who he is right now, komaeda's been a valuable friend to him, and he's beyond seething.]

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[ midori is here because i agreed with lavvy that i can't have her doing the clues alone, so i'll... put him here just for a little assistance. c: he's sipping on some tea...

also, he's here doting on ranger because he heard some unfortunate things, so he has to make sure his ai is doing okay. ]

[ leave him alone freak ]

[ there's his little knob...

crouches down next to him, going to stare at his book.

what'cha drawin. ]

[ NOT HIS KNOB

He's staring at the two sentences he has written down with such an intensity that he might burn a hole in the paper. He offers Midori an icy look, but perhaps that's to be expected. Those of ASUNARO aren't often inclined to be soft on others, and least of all when it's one of their own. He won't flinch.

But while he's nonetheless curious of his coworker's thoughts, he's more inclined to handle that privately. It's like family matters, after all, they need to be settled behind closed doors. ]

... You need something?

Edited 2022-04-11 23:05 (UTC)

Yeeep! Just interesting in the discoveries, so I wanted to take a looksee ~

[ now is not the time for cutesy, but that's midori anyway, taking the situation as seriously as he would while seeming both cheery and bubbly. it's obvious that ranger's hit a tough spot, but midori doesn't make that known, and treats this like any other affair. as long as he remains normal than no one will know that there's a personal problem.

behind closed doors, and other sorts of conversations. ]

"Don't bring anyone else", sounds like someone who gets embarrassed when other people watch.

[ It's inappropriate, but Ranger shrugs off the behavior easily enough. Even if he couldn't take the hint, it isn't as though taking a different tone would change the meaning behind his words. It'd do even less to change what had occurred. He taps the page several times. There's no need for him to write things out, being an AI, and so it must have been purely for the sake of others. ]

Right. Everyone around here's pretty shy, and I guess you stop wanting to have outsiders barging in around the time you nearly kill somebody.

[ Tap, tap, tap... He takes the pen down, picking up the scarf and shaking it off to try and get some of the loose sugar and dust off it. He does consider for a moment before adding, a little more thoughtfully now, ]

We haven't gotten the chance to talk yet. You must not be too worried about what happened.

[ Midori should be able to read between the lines. Ranger doesn't trust him, and yet he's the only person in this entire school that he does. They a certain amount of respect for each other, a certain understanding of how easily relationships can be torn apart by petty conflicts, and for him to leave matters alone this long tells him something. ]

Hehehe... isn't it great I appeared now?

[ there has been a gap in time that they lost due to everything, but it's true, this is enough to tell him that something is wrong. his arms cross against his knees, one after the other, as he continues to look at the note. meet him at the clock tower at ten, and not to bring anyone else. how interesting, so should they talk about time frames since that seems to be the most obvious? ]

As a doctor, it is my job to appear when it comes to analyzing bodies and such, and with a heavy heart, it does affect me.

[ because it bothers ranger, and if ranger is bothered then that's no good for midori. ]

Did the recipient ever make it? I heard there was nothing to note at the clock tower.

[ did he take a detour maybe? ]

[ Tap, tap, tap... Taptaptaptataptap... The pen tears through the paper, forming a little hole in the notebook as he presses the tip too hard. ]

Oh? Do you need me to hold your hand through even that? Ahaha, your brain's started melting since you got here, hasn't it?

[ It's not an answer, but it's not quite a refusal either; it's trust without any trust, because the moment it's broken Ranger will personally see to it that the man beside him can never be a threat to him again. But he's not satisfied with any of the options available to him.

Does he believe Midori to be responsible for this mess? Not particularly. No, what he's interested in is what he's hiding, or else if his worth is so little that he can only regurgitate and let others do his homework, and that's why he looks about the room with a small frown behind the card that suggests he's displeased with the current predicament.

Ranger being bothered isn't good for Midori at all, because those of ASUNARO wish for nothing more than to catch even the faintest hint of betrayal in the air. It's like blood in the water, a reason for others to pounce and rend and rip until there's nothing left than a disgusting pulp of blood and flesh that no longer resembles a person. But they'll barter and trade and collaborate in order to save themselves too, all to happy to sacrifice friends and loved ones alike for their own well-being.

...

Ah, he really should have found him first. Then there would be no uncertainty. ]

Rather than focusing on what anyone can piece together, do you got anything worth sharing?

[ The pen sticks in the notebook, digging in a little deeper before he pulls it out and jabs the end of it in Midori's direction. What is it that Ranger needs him for? ]

Edited (actually gonna remove that) 2022-04-12 20:17 (UTC)

[ leave him alone! trying to play fair and square, he must learn to, and he just got here. what's the point of being a databank if you don't spit up the information...

smh. when we workshop and fix our knobai.

his eyes stare at the pen long before his hand reaches out, placing it on top of ranger's own to make him stop. that's no good, really, because he shouldn't have a reason to do that. showing signs of being unstable is worrisome, but ranger's an ai, he's built better than humans, and so there's no need for him to draw through various sheets of paper... that's wasting resources.

those nerve core endings are gnawed at, visible, and as midori takes his hand back and the end is jabbed into him. it's not like it hurts, so he ignores it. ]

Being here the past month or so, it should.

[ as always, everyone are................................................................................ going to keep that to himself because he has bigger fish to fry. ]

Almost everyone involved has a time. As you're aware, Dito had confessed on the network so I'll assist with a departure on his behalf before I go.

[ plucking the pen out from ranger's hand, he looks it over with great thought that he'd rather have the one with the cute little bears on top... and how they hold a small, decorated ice cream cone. can't have what he wants as he write in a neat (enough) doctor's handwriting, the scrawl legible to ranger easily.

11:43 PM. ]

This was juuuust before the lights, then he was only killing time beforehand. Dito's too stupid to connect flickering lights to a generator, so he must have heard something exciting to him.

[ okay, he stands up dusting off his hands, he should get back to dito before he makes even more a fool of himself. yes. ]

[ It's unlikely that Midori is here to be helpful in any way, or so Alice believes. The smug tea-sipping is already proof of that! But since the fiend insists on taking up library space, and speaking of tea...

The sight might be the last straw, after everything. Alice stirs to march over to Midori's seat, though he knows that Midori is masquerading as a kind substitute school nurse, and he would look like the villain, if he were to lose his temper. ]

...You drink sweetened tea all day long, don't you? You or Maple must have observed something of use — so much sugar going to waste would affect you as well, surely.

Oh! That's so sweet, did you want to fill my cup a little more?

[ not him trying to say they're lacking sugar now, it's like the recession but on sweets! it would concern midori if he didn't have bags and bags of it in his room... always have to keep his crack in check. with one last sip, he looks up at alice with big ol' eyes... blinking once, then twice (which is odd for him forever unblinking monster that he is), and he holds out his tea. ]

You can put in extra, I don't mind how saccharine it gets. How lovely!

[ or alice can grab midori by the arm and drag him, which he's hoping for, and that's why he's holding his arm out the way he is. ]

[ Perhaps this was a mistake. Midori's palate may be as bizarre as the rest of his body, welcoming impossible quantities of sugar, but the act he puts on for his audience, the entire school... It's sickening. Alice undeniably objects to this saccharine behavior, and he can't keep himself from staring at Midori — at those disturbing eyes, at his outstretched arm with its hidden rocket punch hand — even as he tries not to grimace visibly, or worse. He presses his lips together, makes an effort to wipe any expression from his face. Forcing a smile is out of the question; even if his mouth could attempt it, he refuses.

This must be a trap. If he seizes Midori by the arm, hauling him around the room like a suspect under arrest, some people here could definitely begin to think that he's the one who can't be trusted. Then...

Vaguely, he realizes that his hands are curled into fists at his sides. He slides them into his pockets, and nods into the direction of the gathered evidence. ]

So you didn't know that it was in the trash can...? I suppose you're free to help yourself to any grains in there.

[ One hand indicates the box that Nene brought to the meeting with her. ]

Fewer intact tea cups could become another problem at this rate!

[ aw, he won't take his arm when it's right there for him to take. well, it can't be helped if alice thinks midori has something to do with this with the excessive sugar, and tea cups. that's why he pulls his hand back to take another slow sip as he gets to his feet and spares a glance over to the contents hidden within nene's box. with a hum, he nods. ]

So you want an alibi from me and... what else? To identify the items? Sure.

[ that's in a tone where alice could have used his big boy words to request a favor from midori, and so he plays it as so. ]

I don't mind doing favors, only if you do me one too.

[ probably hold one of the items for him to look over, it'd be something simple, but he needs the other to agree. ]

[ That tone sparks a surge of loathing, but thankfully, now that Midori has withdrawn his arm, it's a little easier not to entertain pointless visions of strangling him with his own scarf. A favor, however... Again, Alice looks like a man forced to eat the most sour lemon imaginable, or someone struggling through a severe stomachache. ]

An alibi? I didn't even accuse you of anything... The invitation simply invited all "detective peeps" to attend the meeting. Shouldn't you contribute something detective-like to follow the rules, since you've cleared your schedule to come here today? That's all. I'm sure everyone would appreciate it... Yogen High Substitute School Nurse.

[ What sort of favor could Midori have in mind anyway...? ]

You're a pretty bad detective if you don't ask for alibis...

[ why is alice here... he's like a bystander, but it's fine, let's go see what we have here in the goody box. going through it, he'll see various bags of sugar, and i'm going to say there's the smashed tea cup, a half cup and one that's filled with tea.

...

once alice is beside him, he'll use a tissue to push a few things so he can look at a bit more of the evidence. ]

How strange... someone was truly invested in a tea party, now weren't they?

[ Even getting away with insulting him... While Midori can use the moment to his advantage, likely making himself seem completely harmless, the picture of presentable and diligent, Alice can't avoid the resulting contrast as he hovers nearby, arms crossed, his hair still in dire straits. Nevertheless, he'll hold his tongue, concentrating on watching Midori examine the contents of the box.

It takes some internal wrestling with himself — there are a few things that he'd like to say aloud. Obviously he isn't pretending to be a detective! Even so, he had findings to report! That plushie in the trash can could be an essential detail, and there aren't many Star 4 residents left... ]

I won't stop you, if you have an alibi to mention. But I was prepared to treat any knowledge of such a tea party as a coincidence... As I said, you and Maple are fond of tea yourselves, yes? Therefore you require constant access to a location to make tea...!

[ Should he let himself think that Midori has dismissed the topic of a favor? The conversation seems to have moved on, but it probably wouldn't be a good idea to speak too soon. ]

[ oh no, he's waiting for that favor. which is why he's even here, and so he's going to wait as he looks through everything while alice speaks to him. he's not fond of alice given his ability to act so recklessly that it puts him in a bind, but he can make himself useful because it helps him in another way. ]

So about that favor...

[ with the bottle in hand, he's turning it over before sitting it back into the box. with a turn of his head to finally look the convict both up and down, he thinks that his body type will do just fine. ]

Are you ready to see it through?

[ why didn't he answer alice's questions? well, they're rhetorical!! ]

[ Speak of the devil... What could Midori possibly want in exchange now? Here, and when he's already taken everything? And would he honor anything like a trade at all, useful — and truthful — information for whatever he's thinking? Being in his debt in some way can't be good.

Alice glances up, brow furrowed. ]

Hold on! You haven't said anything that helps the investigation progress! And you haven't even named any favor...

It'll help! I promise.

[ he points at the tea cup that is full, there's is nothing visually wrong with it because it's like a normal cup of tea. even though it's evidence, no one actually has the equipment to break it down. with a smile, he sets down his own cup of tea as he picks up the cup with the liquid.

he holds it out to alice. ]

If there's a tea party, it seems people were having a good time... so what other way to check than to indulge yourself? Drink this.

[ ... ]

What?!

[ He's genuinely doing his best to maintain his composure, but this is too much! That's disgusting! For one, it's utterly unhygienic, how dare this insufferable lunatic ask him to drink unwanted tea from over a day ago out of a used cup?! Then there's the fact that it's part of the collected evidence...

Recoiling, Alice looks between Midori and the dubious cup of tea. ]

I'm not an idiot — everything there needs to undergo proper testing! Why don't you drink it? You're the one who likes tea and sugar so much!

You asked for my assistance, and I'm giving it as someone in the medical field.

[ it's just cold, there's no markings indicating anyone has ever drunk it either from how midori holds it up between them so that the light can show that there are no lip marks. ]

Don't drink it all though, just... a sip should do.

[ just a quick taste, the lightest down the hatch he can muster. ]

[ In what way is this assistance, and why would he ever trust Midori as someone in the medical field?! If no one wanted to drink this cup of tea, there must be something wrong with it! Even Midori's instructions are to take only a cautious sip...

It's clear that Midori wants to humiliate him somehow, yet again, still not satisfied. There's no other explanation. But if it could be useful—

All of these thoughts are a tangled knot, enough for a frustrating headache. Eyeing the cup, Alice abandons his efforts not to scowl. ]

...What do you expect it to reveal? You're the school nurse now, after all...

[ So Midori would want to preserve his reputation, which means that he has to answer honestly, right? ]

You were friends with that boy, weren't you?

[ friendships are such fragile, little things given the fact that people will do anything to protect another person. that's why ranger is probably here now, and why this meeting has even started. midori couldn't put himself in this position, risking his life for another person, or doing anything for the sake of protecting a friend.

he's too selfish, he only wants to protect himself, and that's why he uses the people around him. because he has no friends means he'll never be in the predicament that alice is in where there's a gamble for another person's life on the line.

his words come honest and clear: ]

It'll give you an idea of the scene, and you can help whoever was involved.

[ if there was good intentions, bad intentions, it all comes from a few, simple and sweet swallows. ]

[ Friends... It's the twist of a knife, and the promise that follows drives it deeper between Alice's ribs, but he would be a fool to believe a single word out of Midori's mouth, again, like signing that damn contract. Today's words are what everyone assembled wants to hear, delivered sincerely. He wonders whether Midori spoke to Reko like this, back then, every time that she agreed to meet with him. He can't fathom how she could tolerate someone like this anywhere near her — but maybe that's nothing but hindsight, in the wake of learning the truth.

Questioning Midori was useless once. It's just as useless now. Someone like him could safely test whatever conclusions he's come to about this cup of tea, so it's suspicious that he won't do it himself. It's no less so that he hasn't offered any real answers, intent on persuading another person to act as a test subject in his place. ]

There must be better methods... You have some idea about this, so if you truly want to help—

[ Of course Midori doesn't, and someone would have carried out those better methods by now. Finishing that sentence is a waste of breath. At any rate, ultimately, what is the worst that could happen anymore?

Alice stretches his right hand out to take the cup. ]

[ it would be unwise to hurt alice in front of a group of people, especially those that know midori for what he could be. he can become a variety of people– the worst person, the most loved, it's just depends on what he desires. his irritation, and annoyance of alice is something he tempers even though if he wasn't under the illusion of amnesia, then his disgust would be visible.

sadly, it's not, but there's some weakness in seeing alice accept the request so readily as the tea cup slips into his hands. it's cold, because it's been sitting in the room for god knows how long, but it smells almost sweet naturally, and there's no visible grain at the bottom noting there would be leftover, undissolved sugar. ]

As the school nurse, it's my job to help whenever I can.

[ his hands drop down by his side, a reassuring smile after as he stares alice down before focusing on the cup in hand. ]

Two or three sips, but remember, not the entire thing.

[ it's a reminder if anything. ]

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