![[community profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/community.png){kind=small}
Entry tags:
cmo/open post
【the ❝CALL ME OUT❞ meme】
a roleplay meme to inspire muses.
|
【the ❝CALL ME OUT❞ meme】
a roleplay meme to inspire muses.
[Good sound effect! Rock Lee smiles as he blocks her blow.]
Ah, that was such a good start, Komaru-san! It was very spirited!
Ah, that was such a good start, Komaru-san! It was very spirited!
[ Sayaka can't help but giggle again at Naegi's words. How adorable - it seemed as though he was making an effort in trying to impress her...not that it was really working, nor was she really intending for him to try and impress her, but she did at least appreciate his efforts. The fact that she appreciated it, however, didn't stop her from wanting to tease him, just like she always does. ]
Ehehe, you're really nervous, Naegi-kun. You're acting like this is our first date or something.
[ ...Not that she would mind the idea at all, and even her suggestion is enough to make her blush faintly, but...no, this wasn't the appropriate time. There was no way they could go out on a date while the world was in its current state, and dating wasn't something that either of them should be concerned about now - the only thing that mattered was surviving. But perhaps some day soon, when this was all over... ]
...By the way, you can take the bed and I'll take the chair. I don't mind.
Ehehe, you're really nervous, Naegi-kun. You're acting like this is our first date or something.
[ ...Not that she would mind the idea at all, and even her suggestion is enough to make her blush faintly, but...no, this wasn't the appropriate time. There was no way they could go out on a date while the world was in its current state, and dating wasn't something that either of them should be concerned about now - the only thing that mattered was surviving. But perhaps some day soon, when this was all over... ]
...By the way, you can take the bed and I'll take the chair. I don't mind.
[Sorry, Komaru... This time, he dodges.]
You are doing even better! Good job. Please keep trying, Komaru-san!
You are doing even better! Good job. Please keep trying, Komaru-san!
Ha! I'm just getting started!
[ ...Says the girl who's missed twice already. Okay, Komaru; but there is a sudden glint in her eyes now because she is now in full-on competitive mode, and she is determined to Win. She pauses for a moment to rethink her strategy - maybe going frontal isn't the best way to approach this, considering how easily he's countered her attacks, so she'll try something else. ]
See if you can handle this!
[ Komaru, this is not a video game...but in any case, she's gonna take off running past Lee in a poor effort to try and get behind him, and then she goes in for thekill punch! Why she thinks this is going to work...who knows. ]
[ ...Says the girl who's missed twice already. Okay, Komaru; but there is a sudden glint in her eyes now because she is now in full-on competitive mode, and she is determined to Win. She pauses for a moment to rethink her strategy - maybe going frontal isn't the best way to approach this, considering how easily he's countered her attacks, so she'll try something else. ]
See if you can handle this!
[ Komaru, this is not a video game...but in any case, she's gonna take off running past Lee in a poor effort to try and get behind him, and then she goes in for the
Street Combatant, huh... well, this old man usually sticks to things like card games and board games, so you'll have to teach me the ropes.
[ But she'll learn quickly enough. After all, she plans on sticking to the rules of the club. ]
[ But she'll learn quickly enough. After all, she plans on sticking to the rules of the club. ]
Mm...those kind of games can be pretty fun, too.
[ Even if she prefers video games and can't possibly fathom the idea of someone not having played a video game in their entire life...but that's another story. ]
Okay, so you use this to move around, [ she jiggles the joystick for demonstration ] and you use these to make your character perform certain actions...like punching and kicking. [ She taps the buttons on the machine. Of course, since the game is on title screen, there is no visual demonstration of everything Nanami's talking about. ] ...Ah, it'd probably be better if I actually showed you. Just a moment.
[ She kneels down to insert a coin for another round into the arcade machine and presses the start button. She's already selected her character and is about to begin the battle against the CPU when she says, without looking back at Mion: ] You can watch me play. You should be able to pick up the controls pretty easily...probably.
[ Even if she prefers video games and can't possibly fathom the idea of someone not having played a video game in their entire life...but that's another story. ]
Okay, so you use this to move around, [ she jiggles the joystick for demonstration ] and you use these to make your character perform certain actions...like punching and kicking. [ She taps the buttons on the machine. Of course, since the game is on title screen, there is no visual demonstration of everything Nanami's talking about. ] ...Ah, it'd probably be better if I actually showed you. Just a moment.
[ She kneels down to insert a coin for another round into the arcade machine and presses the start button. She's already selected her character and is about to begin the battle against the CPU when she says, without looking back at Mion: ] You can watch me play. You should be able to pick up the controls pretty easily...probably.
[So...that was it. It was all over. And now, nothing. Nothing left to do, to aspire towards or even think about. There was just emptiness, and eternity in the void, slipping away bit by bit into nothing until she vanished completely. Seemed fitting at least, if she was that lucky.]
[Kimura didn't feel much now. Not sadness, anger or fear of what would not be her forever in death. Even the heavy guilt and regret that had spurred her on, kept her alive and gave her purpose for so long, and had eventually destroyed her in those final moment of living, seemed to have evaporated into the nothingness. There was only her now, or at least the husk of what was left of the person she once was, just standing there in a blank, desolate room, in whatever sort of limbo she was not condemned to.]
[Except it wasn't just her. There was someone else, and only just now had she noticed, as if they had appeared from thin air. Not only that, but out of all the people she could have encountered, there before her was the last individual she wanted to see ever again. Why? Hate would the obvious answer, that was a part of it at least. But more than anything else, it came down to confusion. She didn't know what to feel, what to do, what to say to her. She could only stare back, surprised and uncertain of what the next step should be.]
[Not unexpected though. Ruruka was always the one to talk, so she doubted she'd have to wait long before some words where hurled in her general direction.]
[Kimura didn't feel much now. Not sadness, anger or fear of what would not be her forever in death. Even the heavy guilt and regret that had spurred her on, kept her alive and gave her purpose for so long, and had eventually destroyed her in those final moment of living, seemed to have evaporated into the nothingness. There was only her now, or at least the husk of what was left of the person she once was, just standing there in a blank, desolate room, in whatever sort of limbo she was not condemned to.]
[Except it wasn't just her. There was someone else, and only just now had she noticed, as if they had appeared from thin air. Not only that, but out of all the people she could have encountered, there before her was the last individual she wanted to see ever again. Why? Hate would the obvious answer, that was a part of it at least. But more than anything else, it came down to confusion. She didn't know what to feel, what to do, what to say to her. She could only stare back, surprised and uncertain of what the next step should be.]
[Not unexpected though. Ruruka was always the one to talk, so she doubted she'd have to wait long before some words where hurled in her general direction.]
heeere we go o7 sorry for the giant wall of text i got carried away
![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
chouxpreme
2016-10-25 12:59 am (UTC)(link)
[ Despite all her efforts, everything she's ever done to keep herself alive, in the very end she couldn't even do that much...which wasn't surprising, really. Regardless of her determination in her final moments to live on without Izayoi and her motivations that if she only just survived, she could overcome her crushing loneliness and fill the void of her partner's absence, she really had no other choice but to come to terms with the fact that it had never been her that had kept her alive. No, all this time, it had been Izayoi, and it was only after she had betrayed him that she truly realized that.
...Well, he didn't consider it as a betrayal, did he? He had said as much and had even kissed her back when she had only kissed him to betray him, told her with his final breaths that he didn't blame her and that he loved her, not his usual proclamation of "for love and dewicious sweets." He had made certain to let her know that with every fiber of his being, she was the one he had loved...not that she really deserved his unconditional love, especially not now that she had killed him, the only person who liked her well enough to stay with her.
That's why it was only a fitting punishment that she was here all alone in what she could only assume to be purgatory. Not like it really mattered what it was called, anyway - she was still and would remain to be dead, and it's not as though her sins would suddenly be wiped clean if it were called by another name. Heaven? Ha, as if. Hell? No, that would be far too easy, just like it would have been far too easy to end it all with a stab to the heart. No, this was just what she deserved - the sheer, slow torment of being alone in a state of everlasting nothingness, forced to do naught else but face her mistakes and misdeeds that she committed in her life, the ones she's tried so hard to avoid by pushing blame onto everyone else, forced to know that it was too late to ever make things right.
Yoi-chan. Seiko-chan. It's only when her mind drifts to the second name that it comes to her attention that she's not alone. Ruruka doesn't know how long the girl had been there or how long she had been staring at her, and for a moment, she does nothing but stare back, a flicker of mutual confusion on her face before it's quickly replaced by the icy mask she's always worn towards anyone that wasn't Izayoi - especially to someone whom she had deemed not only a traitor and an ex-friend, but also a subhuman asshole. Her words are cold as she says finally, breaking the silence: ]
Well, would you look who it is. I was beginning to question if this place truly was hell, but if I have to be stuck here with you, that settles it.
[ There's no point to this, and she knows it. After all, they're both dead, and they have nothing to gain from resuming their quarrel from when they were alive. However, old habits die hard, and while she may feel some regret that things turned out the way they did between them, she's still bitter. She's bitter that the friend she could depend on and wanted to trust would go so far as betraying her, and it's a resentment that she can't let go of just because she's dead. ]
...Well, he didn't consider it as a betrayal, did he? He had said as much and had even kissed her back when she had only kissed him to betray him, told her with his final breaths that he didn't blame her and that he loved her, not his usual proclamation of "for love and dewicious sweets." He had made certain to let her know that with every fiber of his being, she was the one he had loved...not that she really deserved his unconditional love, especially not now that she had killed him, the only person who liked her well enough to stay with her.
That's why it was only a fitting punishment that she was here all alone in what she could only assume to be purgatory. Not like it really mattered what it was called, anyway - she was still and would remain to be dead, and it's not as though her sins would suddenly be wiped clean if it were called by another name. Heaven? Ha, as if. Hell? No, that would be far too easy, just like it would have been far too easy to end it all with a stab to the heart. No, this was just what she deserved - the sheer, slow torment of being alone in a state of everlasting nothingness, forced to do naught else but face her mistakes and misdeeds that she committed in her life, the ones she's tried so hard to avoid by pushing blame onto everyone else, forced to know that it was too late to ever make things right.
Yoi-chan. Seiko-chan. It's only when her mind drifts to the second name that it comes to her attention that she's not alone. Ruruka doesn't know how long the girl had been there or how long she had been staring at her, and for a moment, she does nothing but stare back, a flicker of mutual confusion on her face before it's quickly replaced by the icy mask she's always worn towards anyone that wasn't Izayoi - especially to someone whom she had deemed not only a traitor and an ex-friend, but also a subhuman asshole. Her words are cold as she says finally, breaking the silence: ]
Well, would you look who it is. I was beginning to question if this place truly was hell, but if I have to be stuck here with you, that settles it.
[ There's no point to this, and she knows it. After all, they're both dead, and they have nothing to gain from resuming their quarrel from when they were alive. However, old habits die hard, and while she may feel some regret that things turned out the way they did between them, she's still bitter. She's bitter that the friend she could depend on and wanted to trust would go so far as betraying her, and it's a resentment that she can't let go of just because she's dead. ]
Is that so...? [It's time for Rakka to put on her best smile and act like she knows exactly what Minako means by that. Beauty was a qualification for godhood? Sure, that makes sense.]
Okay, then... [As long as we're doing this] wow, a real goddess of love is going to help me learn how to date. I guess I should say I'm pretty lucky.
Okay, then... [As long as we're doing this] wow, a real goddess of love is going to help me learn how to date. I guess I should say I'm pretty lucky.
[Really? They were still going to do this? Apparently so, and her gaze did narrow at her former friend, but she bit back any harsh retaliation. Even now it seemed there was no reconciliation to be had between them. The confectioner clearly wasn't interested in trying to make amends, or even just let bygones be bygones. Not a shock really, more of a disappointment. But if they were both here, and this was hell, maybe it was weird sort of comfort to know they were simply as bad as each other.]
[In contrast, she was hardly behaving as she once might have. As far as she knew, Ruruka and Izayoi had been fine, no thanks to her, before she died. Ruruka had to have perished afterwards, but how? Was she just the victim of the attacked the following round? Had her N.G code been triggered? Had someone finished what she had started and simply slaughtered the confectioner? And what of Izayoi? Was he still alive, or was he dead, and if so how? Very few could match him in a fight after all, she had learned that first hand, so it was struggle to imagine how he'd go down. And if he was fine, how long would that be true with Ruruka gone? The guy had always been possessive, regarding everyone else as a threat. Even when the three of them were friends she imagined Izayoi only put up with her to keep Ruruka happy, so the thought of him coping with her being dead made her mentally tense. And that wasn't even getting into what had become of everyone else!]
[So many questions raced through her mind, and yet, unlike before, she had no compulsion to ask for answered in a panicked tone. Even if Ruruka was her only option, she'd normally still need to know, so she would begrudgingly swallow her disdain and just ask. Not now though, because really, what was the point? Nothing could be changed, so why waste her now non existent breath, especially since she'd likely only get a mouthful of abuse her trouble.]
[Turning her head away, she willed her feet to move, even though they felt so heavy every step took great effort, until she had crossed to the other side of their eternal prison. Slumping back against the wall, she slid down until she sat on the floor, knees pulled close enough that she could rest her weary arms on them. She was tired, so very tired, drained of practically everything that had been within her, good and bad.]
[So, what now? Small talk? That would hardly go over well, especially since the most prominent topic most likely was how it had all come to an end for both of them, and that was hardly something she was in a big hurry to chat about. She might have been numb to the pain now, the mental, physical and emotional, but the memory was crisp, still clear and fresh in her mind. Even in death she felt she was barely managed to claw her way out of the sinking tar pit of despair, despite being free of her weak flesh and brain that could not fight the brainwashing. As such, Seiko didn't wish to risk allowing herself to be dragged back down by recollection. And of course it wasn't really fair to force Ruruka to do what she was unwilling to, and yes even now she now had some shred of a conscience to answer to.]
[Exhausting so many options, what was there to say? Not much, except perhaps the obvious.]
It shouldn't have ended this way.
[In contrast, she was hardly behaving as she once might have. As far as she knew, Ruruka and Izayoi had been fine, no thanks to her, before she died. Ruruka had to have perished afterwards, but how? Was she just the victim of the attacked the following round? Had her N.G code been triggered? Had someone finished what she had started and simply slaughtered the confectioner? And what of Izayoi? Was he still alive, or was he dead, and if so how? Very few could match him in a fight after all, she had learned that first hand, so it was struggle to imagine how he'd go down. And if he was fine, how long would that be true with Ruruka gone? The guy had always been possessive, regarding everyone else as a threat. Even when the three of them were friends she imagined Izayoi only put up with her to keep Ruruka happy, so the thought of him coping with her being dead made her mentally tense. And that wasn't even getting into what had become of everyone else!]
[So many questions raced through her mind, and yet, unlike before, she had no compulsion to ask for answered in a panicked tone. Even if Ruruka was her only option, she'd normally still need to know, so she would begrudgingly swallow her disdain and just ask. Not now though, because really, what was the point? Nothing could be changed, so why waste her now non existent breath, especially since she'd likely only get a mouthful of abuse her trouble.]
[Turning her head away, she willed her feet to move, even though they felt so heavy every step took great effort, until she had crossed to the other side of their eternal prison. Slumping back against the wall, she slid down until she sat on the floor, knees pulled close enough that she could rest her weary arms on them. She was tired, so very tired, drained of practically everything that had been within her, good and bad.]
[So, what now? Small talk? That would hardly go over well, especially since the most prominent topic most likely was how it had all come to an end for both of them, and that was hardly something she was in a big hurry to chat about. She might have been numb to the pain now, the mental, physical and emotional, but the memory was crisp, still clear and fresh in her mind. Even in death she felt she was barely managed to claw her way out of the sinking tar pit of despair, despite being free of her weak flesh and brain that could not fight the brainwashing. As such, Seiko didn't wish to risk allowing herself to be dragged back down by recollection. And of course it wasn't really fair to force Ruruka to do what she was unwilling to, and yes even now she now had some shred of a conscience to answer to.]
[Exhausting so many options, what was there to say? Not much, except perhaps the obvious.]
It shouldn't have ended this way.
Would this cute face ever lie to you, Rakka-chan?
[ She's totally innocent! She even bats her eyelashes for effect...well, it's not as if she would lie about being a goddess. She takes too much pride in that, but hell, she probably would lie to Rakka if she deemed it necessary.
...Not that the girl needs to know that. Minako claps her hands together, ready to begin. Welcome to hell, Rakka. ]
Anywaaays, Goddess of Love Minako-senpai's Dating 101 starts now! The first thing you need to know is that you've gotta have a pickup line! Y'know, something that'll capture their attention, like... [ And here she drops her voice down an octave to imitate a man's voice. She even steps side to side, imitating a man and a woman having a conversation. ] ...Did it hurt? [ Then, back to her own voice: ] Did it hurt, what? [ Then, back to the guy's voice: ] When you fell from heaven.
[ And she's done. ]
See, like that!
[ WHICH...WAS PROBABLY NOT THE BEST EXAMPLE TO USE ON AN ANGEL... ]
[ She's totally innocent! She even bats her eyelashes for effect...well, it's not as if she would lie about being a goddess. She takes too much pride in that, but hell, she probably would lie to Rakka if she deemed it necessary.
...Not that the girl needs to know that. Minako claps her hands together, ready to begin. Welcome to hell, Rakka. ]
Anywaaays, Goddess of Love Minako-senpai's Dating 101 starts now! The first thing you need to know is that you've gotta have a pickup line! Y'know, something that'll capture their attention, like... [ And here she drops her voice down an octave to imitate a man's voice. She even steps side to side, imitating a man and a woman having a conversation. ] ...Did it hurt? [ Then, back to her own voice: ] Did it hurt, what? [ Then, back to the guy's voice: ] When you fell from heaven.
[ And she's done. ]
See, like that!
[ WHICH...WAS PROBABLY NOT THE BEST EXAMPLE TO USE ON AN ANGEL... ]
[ Ruruka only watches with a sneer, arms folded tightly against her chest, as Seiko says nothing in response to her comment and only makes her way across the room. More biting remarks are right there on the tip of her tongue - "Hah? Not going to say anything? You certainly had a lot to say when you were chasing us down, you traitor." - and it would be so easy to let them spill, to just berate and berate Seiko until it takes her mind off of everything - her guilt, her self-loathing, her feelings of inadequacy, her void without Izayoi - but she doesn't.
For once, she holds her tongue and only leers at the pharmacist, saying nothing. There wasn't much for them to say in the first place; to ask what had happened to the other girl when it had happened to her herself would be pointless. She can see the images clear in her mind, hear the taunts coming from her beloved and former friend, blaming her because it was all her fault, coaxing her to take the knife because if she truly wanted to make things right, if she truly wanted them to ever forgive the traitor that she was, she knew what she had to do. And she did. She heard the clang of the knife, gripped the handle, and...
She shivers suddenly, remembering the pain of the wounds she self-inflicted on herself despite the fact she had no physical form capable of feeling anything anymore. She traces her fingers along her arm, her stomach, uncertain how she feels when she finds no gaping holes there. After all, it doesn't change the fact that she did it to herself. It doesn't change the fact that she's dead. She slips back behind her cold countenance once again, as if to convince Seiko that any signs of vulnerability she noticed - if any - was just a trick of her mind.
Andou Ruruka was not weak...or so she would have everyone else believe. Only Izayoi had ever seen her for who she truly was - a scared, fragile girl with insecurities and an immense fear of being betrayed - and it was mostly because they had been together long enough for him to see right through her bravado. That, and he was the only person Ruruka trusted well enough to stay with her in spite of her weaknesses. It was so easy to forget she was weak, to hide behind his kunai and let him fight the battles she wasn't capable of fighting. But now he wasn't here, and she was on her own, unable to run away from her problems like she always did.
Even if she pretended that Seiko didn't exist, the fact of the matter was that they were both stuck here in this purgatory and would very likely remain here until it was time for them to "pass on" or something. Ruruka didn't know what was next for the both of them, and besides, who knew how long that would take? She already felt as though she was standing here for an eternity, and she's pretty sure it's only been a couple of minutes at best.
After another beat of silence, she sighs and makes her way towards the wall opposite of Seiko, slumping down and hugging herself close, almost defensively. Not that she could help it. How was she ever to feel safe without Izayoi, who, ever since they were children, acted as her protector? She supposed she would had an eternity to learn; there was nothing she could do about except sit here in silence.
That is, until Seiko breaks it. "It shouldn't have ended like this." The phrase is enough to capture Ruruka's attention, her harsh exterior melting away just for a moment. That could be taken two different ways: their lives and...their friendship. She stiffens at the latter possibility, but until Seiko confirms it herself, Ruruka refuses to bring it up. Not yet. That's why she opts to address the former and says: ]
I don't want your pity. You, of all people, should be happy that it ended like this.
[ Despite her words, there's no edge to her voice. She doesn't sound so much as angry as she does tired. ]
After all, you wanted Yoi-chan and me dead, didn't you? Don't try to lie to me. You wouldn't have hunted us down if you didn't. Or are you just disappointed that you kicked it before you could finish the job?
For once, she holds her tongue and only leers at the pharmacist, saying nothing. There wasn't much for them to say in the first place; to ask what had happened to the other girl when it had happened to her herself would be pointless. She can see the images clear in her mind, hear the taunts coming from her beloved and former friend, blaming her because it was all her fault, coaxing her to take the knife because if she truly wanted to make things right, if she truly wanted them to ever forgive the traitor that she was, she knew what she had to do. And she did. She heard the clang of the knife, gripped the handle, and...
She shivers suddenly, remembering the pain of the wounds she self-inflicted on herself despite the fact she had no physical form capable of feeling anything anymore. She traces her fingers along her arm, her stomach, uncertain how she feels when she finds no gaping holes there. After all, it doesn't change the fact that she did it to herself. It doesn't change the fact that she's dead. She slips back behind her cold countenance once again, as if to convince Seiko that any signs of vulnerability she noticed - if any - was just a trick of her mind.
Andou Ruruka was not weak...or so she would have everyone else believe. Only Izayoi had ever seen her for who she truly was - a scared, fragile girl with insecurities and an immense fear of being betrayed - and it was mostly because they had been together long enough for him to see right through her bravado. That, and he was the only person Ruruka trusted well enough to stay with her in spite of her weaknesses. It was so easy to forget she was weak, to hide behind his kunai and let him fight the battles she wasn't capable of fighting. But now he wasn't here, and she was on her own, unable to run away from her problems like she always did.
Even if she pretended that Seiko didn't exist, the fact of the matter was that they were both stuck here in this purgatory and would very likely remain here until it was time for them to "pass on" or something. Ruruka didn't know what was next for the both of them, and besides, who knew how long that would take? She already felt as though she was standing here for an eternity, and she's pretty sure it's only been a couple of minutes at best.
After another beat of silence, she sighs and makes her way towards the wall opposite of Seiko, slumping down and hugging herself close, almost defensively. Not that she could help it. How was she ever to feel safe without Izayoi, who, ever since they were children, acted as her protector? She supposed she would had an eternity to learn; there was nothing she could do about except sit here in silence.
That is, until Seiko breaks it. "It shouldn't have ended like this." The phrase is enough to capture Ruruka's attention, her harsh exterior melting away just for a moment. That could be taken two different ways: their lives and...their friendship. She stiffens at the latter possibility, but until Seiko confirms it herself, Ruruka refuses to bring it up. Not yet. That's why she opts to address the former and says: ]
I don't want your pity. You, of all people, should be happy that it ended like this.
[ Despite her words, there's no edge to her voice. She doesn't sound so much as angry as she does tired. ]
After all, you wanted Yoi-chan and me dead, didn't you? Don't try to lie to me. You wouldn't have hunted us down if you didn't. Or are you just disappointed that you kicked it before you could finish the job?
I... I-I-!
Date...?!
[Welp, there went all of his nerves. Completely decimated by that particular statement.
He... shouldn't be focusing on something like that right now, not with everything that's going on. But he can't help the way his stomach squirms with some strange mix of hope and panic.]
Sorry, it's just... Um... [This is potentially a very embarrassing situation and by brain keeps jumping the gun and it would probably be even worse if I said any of this out loud.] A-actually, never mind. I'll be fine in a minute.
[Nodding, Naegi takes the bed. The material is still stiff and unfamiliar, even though they've been here for a while, but Naegi is sure he'll get used to it after a few more weeks.] So, now that we're here, what would you like to talk about? [Fortunately, his voice comes out pretty normal and not too flustered, even if he's probably still a little red.]
Date...?!
[Welp, there went all of his nerves. Completely decimated by that particular statement.
He... shouldn't be focusing on something like that right now, not with everything that's going on. But he can't help the way his stomach squirms with some strange mix of hope and panic.]
Sorry, it's just... Um... [This is potentially a very embarrassing situation and by brain keeps jumping the gun and it would probably be even worse if I said any of this out loud.] A-actually, never mind. I'll be fine in a minute.
[Nodding, Naegi takes the bed. The material is still stiff and unfamiliar, even though they've been here for a while, but Naegi is sure he'll get used to it after a few more weeks.] So, now that we're here, what would you like to talk about? [Fortunately, his voice comes out pretty normal and not too flustered, even if he's probably still a little red.]
Ahaha... "probably"?
[ Of course she's definitely going to be a little uncertain because of how uncertain she is, but she'll peer over the other girl's shoulder to watch the whole thing go down. ]
Hmm! Looks rather interesting. I'm assuming in this game, there are combos too, right? [ Hopefully she'll actually respond this time. ]
[ Of course she's definitely going to be a little uncertain because of how uncertain she is, but she'll peer over the other girl's shoulder to watch the whole thing go down. ]
Hmm! Looks rather interesting. I'm assuming in this game, there are combos too, right? [ Hopefully she'll actually respond this time. ]
Ah...um, it's nothing in particular.
[ It's a sheepish admission because she can't outright confess that the reason she wanted to talk to Naegi was...exactly that - she just wanted to talk to the boy. She didn't care what they talked about, so long as she was simply talking to him. Being around the boy never failed to make her feel better, especially in these trying times when she needed it the most. ]
I just wanted to check on you and see how you're doing...considering the situation.
[ It's a harmless lie, one she made up immediately to save face, but it isn't as though there isn't any truth to it. She's sure she knows what his answer will be, but it never hurt to hear it again. ]
[ It's a sheepish admission because she can't outright confess that the reason she wanted to talk to Naegi was...exactly that - she just wanted to talk to the boy. She didn't care what they talked about, so long as she was simply talking to him. Being around the boy never failed to make her feel better, especially in these trying times when she needed it the most. ]
I just wanted to check on you and see how you're doing...considering the situation.
[ It's a harmless lie, one she made up immediately to save face, but it isn't as though there isn't any truth to it. She's sure she knows what his answer will be, but it never hurt to hear it again. ]
Yeah.
[ She does at least answer this time, but it's brief and immediate, as if she hadn't given the question any thought. For a while, that seems like all she's going to say while she continues to keep tapping at the controls to defeat her computerized opponent, until she finally speaks up again: ]
There are plenty of combo moves that you can use. I recommend using them, actually...it'll catch your opponent off guard and make it easier to get a hit in. Don't use them too frequently, though, or your opponent will catch on to your strategy and be able to plan accordingly. Mm...the effective way to use combos is to use them sparingly.
[ She does at least answer this time, but it's brief and immediate, as if she hadn't given the question any thought. For a while, that seems like all she's going to say while she continues to keep tapping at the controls to defeat her computerized opponent, until she finally speaks up again: ]
There are plenty of combo moves that you can use. I recommend using them, actually...it'll catch your opponent off guard and make it easier to get a hit in. Don't use them too frequently, though, or your opponent will catch on to your strategy and be able to plan accordingly. Mm...the effective way to use combos is to use them sparingly.
Now, I wouldn't say that. I'm the fussing type, you can't tell me not to worry about my dear ones.
[Even if they are 'perfectly okay'.]
[Even if they are 'perfectly okay'.]
[Oh good, they can both be hypocrites.
He reaches out to ruffle her hair.]
Good, good. An argument with you would be awful.
He reaches out to ruffle her hair.]
Good, good. An argument with you would be awful.
I'm not all that great either. Nothing to worry about.
O-Oh...!
[Ah, he must be blushing a lot now. His face feels hot. But he can't help the smile that pulls at lips, or the feeling of happiness bursting in his chest, and his heart just might be beating a little bit faster. Maizono-san... She was actually thinking about me...?]
That's... really very kind of you, Maizono-san. But I wouldn't expect anything less. You're a very kind person, after all.
I'm... doing alright, though. It's hard being in here sometimes, but I know it's like that for all of us... [But they don't really have a choice, so...] And it probably goes without saying, but sometimes I miss my family.
[His parents and Komaru... He hopes they're safe.]
I want to believe everything will work out, though! I know it looks bad right now, but... I want to believe that one day we'll get out of here. And then I'll get to see them again, and everyone else can see their important people too.
[Ah, he must be blushing a lot now. His face feels hot. But he can't help the smile that pulls at lips, or the feeling of happiness bursting in his chest, and his heart just might be beating a little bit faster. Maizono-san... She was actually thinking about me...?]
That's... really very kind of you, Maizono-san. But I wouldn't expect anything less. You're a very kind person, after all.
I'm... doing alright, though. It's hard being in here sometimes, but I know it's like that for all of us... [But they don't really have a choice, so...] And it probably goes without saying, but sometimes I miss my family.
[His parents and Komaru... He hopes they're safe.]
I want to believe everything will work out, though! I know it looks bad right now, but... I want to believe that one day we'll get out of here. And then I'll get to see them again, and everyone else can see their important people too.
Page 3 of 7