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yeah! see you soon!
I see. Well, I'll still leave the apartment to do some grocery shopping for tonight's dinner. You know, just in case.
[ heheheheheheHEHEHEHEHEH ]
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Makoto...
[ HE'S WHINING NOW. oh my god. why must you be like this, naegi!! ]
At least see her before you go?
[ HE'S WHINING NOW. oh my god. why must you be like this, naegi!! ]
At least see her before you go?
Sure. I'll stay for a little bit.
[ THIS IS WHAT ONII-CHANS DO!!!!!!!!!!! ]
C'mon, let's finish breakfast before she comes over.
[ THIS IS WHAT ONII-CHANS DO!!!!!!!!!!! ]
C'mon, let's finish breakfast before she comes over.
[ it's been a few weeks since naegi received his... less than stellar memories and even after talking about them with others, he still doesn't feel any better. it weighs heavily on his mind and while he would normally be in his room to think about it, it was starting to get stuffy in there so he decided to relocate to the living room. he brought out his sketchbook, hoping that maybe drawing something would help him get his mind off it but it doesn't actually work. instead, he just sits at the dining table, seemingly lost in deep thought as he just stares down at the empty page of his sketchbook, clearly having gone nowhere with actually drawing. ]
[ Daisuke has passed Naegi several times in the house by now. He thought he wanted some time to himself while drawing, so he generally left him alone, but seeing that there's nothing on the sketchbook, he gets a little concerned. He sits on the opposite side of the table and holds out his hands towards him in an attempt to get his attention. ]
Makoto? What's wrong? You've been like this for a while... Are you okay?
Makoto? What's wrong? You've been like this for a while... Are you okay?
[ onii-chan doushite ]
Fine, fine... I should look more presentable anyway.
[ mumble mumble
and he's going to make quick work of his breakfast ]
Fine, fine... I should look more presentable anyway.
[ mumble mumble
and he's going to make quick work of his breakfast ]
Huh?
[ he gets snapped out of his thoughts and looks up at daisuke. he's been so lost in his thoughts that he didn't even realize that daisuke has sat down in front of him. ]
Oh, uh, yeah. [ a weak nod ] I've just been... thinking.
[ he gets snapped out of his thoughts and looks up at daisuke. he's been so lost in his thoughts that he didn't even realize that daisuke has sat down in front of him. ]
Oh, uh, yeah. [ a weak nod ] I've just been... thinking.
[ Oh, no. Those words are always the precursor to something very serious and dark. Of course, this alerts him immediately. Daisue frowns a bit and folds his arms on the table while resting his head on top of that instead of directly on the table. ]
... Want to talk about it?
... Want to talk about it?
[ as daisuke offers, naegi hesitates. these memories aren't... particularly nice and he doesn't know if daisuke would want to hear about that but he's clearly worried. plus, hiding things away has never been naegi's strong point so after a few seconds, he just sighs ]
... remember how I told you that there was a mutual killing game at my school?
[ daisuke could probably see where this is going ]
... remember how I told you that there was a mutual killing game at my school?
[ daisuke could probably see where this is going ]
... Yeah.
[ He also nods to affirm that he remembers. ]
Did you remember... someone dying?
[ He also nods to affirm that he remembers. ]
Did you remember... someone dying?
[ he nods and looks downward ]
... two people died. One was killed by Monokuma and I don't know about the other one but it was clearly murder.
... two people died. One was killed by Monokuma and I don't know about the other one but it was clearly murder.
[ One was killed by a bear bomb and another was... murdered.
...
Daisuke takes a moment to think about this, his eyes looking away for the time being. When he finally thinks of something to say, he looks back at Naegi. ]
I'm sorry you had to remember something like that...
[ That sounds so hollow and automatic, which isn't something Daisuke wants. He berates himself in his own mind and tries to think of something better to say. But he remembers that Elizabeth told him that the best thing he can do is to be there for him, even if he feels helpless about the whole thing and wants to help more. ]
... Hey, if you ever want to take your mind off things, you can always ask me to do things with you.... It's the least I can do if you feel like it's unbearable sometimes.
...
Daisuke takes a moment to think about this, his eyes looking away for the time being. When he finally thinks of something to say, he looks back at Naegi. ]
I'm sorry you had to remember something like that...
[ That sounds so hollow and automatic, which isn't something Daisuke wants. He berates himself in his own mind and tries to think of something better to say. But he remembers that Elizabeth told him that the best thing he can do is to be there for him, even if he feels helpless about the whole thing and wants to help more. ]
... Hey, if you ever want to take your mind off things, you can always ask me to do things with you.... It's the least I can do if you feel like it's unbearable sometimes.
[ the silence gives naegi time to gather his thoughts, trying to put everything into words. he knows daisuke well enough that he wouldn't be getting empty words or fake condolences so he appreciates whatever daisuke is saying, so he lifts up his head and nods, though he can't bring himself to smile ]
... thanks, Daisuke. I might take you up on your offer later.
[ since he's clearly not getting very far with trying to distract himself. there's a small bit of silence again as naegi tries to decide if he should say what else he has on his mind but eventually, he gives and says it ]
You know, Kaguya said it was easier to pretend that those memories were fake, that no one would blame me if I did that, but that feels... like it's betraying them. Betraying the two in my memories, Maizono-san and Enoshima-san. It's like saying that they're fake and to ignore that they ever existed. It's harder to keep on going with these memories but I can't bring myself to forget about them.
... I don't know. It's hard.
... thanks, Daisuke. I might take you up on your offer later.
[ since he's clearly not getting very far with trying to distract himself. there's a small bit of silence again as naegi tries to decide if he should say what else he has on his mind but eventually, he gives and says it ]
You know, Kaguya said it was easier to pretend that those memories were fake, that no one would blame me if I did that, but that feels... like it's betraying them. Betraying the two in my memories, Maizono-san and Enoshima-san. It's like saying that they're fake and to ignore that they ever existed. It's harder to keep on going with these memories but I can't bring myself to forget about them.
... I don't know. It's hard.
[ Pretending that the memories aren't real was something that Daisuke hadn't considered, but he did consider himself separating himself from them. His fingers fidget together and keep to themselves, but he reaches his hands out again to Naegi. ]
You're right,--it's going to be hard to forget about them. I don't think this kind of thing is just easily forgettable... [ not to mention traumatic. ] But you know what? That's fine.
... I usually deal with my more recent memories by thinking it's kinda like... watching a movie. Like how there's a healthy amount of immersion that happens when you watch it, but you have to remember that it's not the current you that's in there. But I know that you don't want to just dismiss them either... but it doesn't mean you have to beat yourself up over keeping them in your memories.
[ He smiles as if this is for both of them. The image of Satoshi holding a gun to his head flashes in his mind, and in response, he simply balls his hands to a fist, but releases them quickly while still holding them out to Naegi. ]
They existed.
[ He says, while acknowledging what may have happened in his memories--the faults of his other self. If the people from Naegi's memories exist, then his wrongdoings too, must exist. ]
... As long as we can cope healthily, it should be okay. [BIGGEST IRONY CONSIDERING WHAT HE'S DOING TO HIMSELF RIGHT NOW ]
You're right,--it's going to be hard to forget about them. I don't think this kind of thing is just easily forgettable... [ not to mention traumatic. ] But you know what? That's fine.
... I usually deal with my more recent memories by thinking it's kinda like... watching a movie. Like how there's a healthy amount of immersion that happens when you watch it, but you have to remember that it's not the current you that's in there. But I know that you don't want to just dismiss them either... but it doesn't mean you have to beat yourself up over keeping them in your memories.
[ He smiles as if this is for both of them. The image of Satoshi holding a gun to his head flashes in his mind, and in response, he simply balls his hands to a fist, but releases them quickly while still holding them out to Naegi. ]
They existed.
[ He says, while acknowledging what may have happened in his memories--the faults of his other self. If the people from Naegi's memories exist, then his wrongdoings too, must exist. ]
... As long as we can cope healthily, it should be okay. [
hey, would you mind babysitting some bunnies and doing some deliveries for me? i just need you to place some cards in places and that's it. i can also provide food for the bunnies, too.
i would usually do this myself, but i'm sick.
[ And Daisuke will probably find that there's a unnamed envelope with this card at his place... ]
CODED BY TESSISAMESS
i would usually do this myself, but i'm sick.
[ And Daisuke will probably find that there's a unnamed envelope with this card at his place... ]
CONGRATULATIONS.
YOU'VE SEARCHED THE PEN WHERE THEY PLAY
TO FIND LITTLE TO YOUR DISMAY,
BUT HERE IS MY LETTER TO YOU.
IF YOU EVER WISH TO FIND WHAT WAS LOST,
SEEK WHAT HAS BEEN HIDDEN FROM 200 YEARS
NOW BROUGHT BACK TO ITS FORMER GLORY
ONLY TO BE SEALED AWAY FOR ITS BEAUTY.
4SIGHT
ALWAYS 4 STEPS AHEAD
YOU'VE SEARCHED THE PEN WHERE THEY PLAY
TO FIND LITTLE TO YOUR DISMAY,
BUT HERE IS MY LETTER TO YOU.
IF YOU EVER WISH TO FIND WHAT WAS LOST,
SEEK WHAT HAS BEEN HIDDEN FROM 200 YEARS
NOW BROUGHT BACK TO ITS FORMER GLORY
ONLY TO BE SEALED AWAY FOR ITS BEAUTY.
4SIGHT
ALWAYS 4 STEPS AHEAD
[ why is he getting an encrypted text message... He almost feels anxious when he sees it, but it's only from Akira. That's not so bad? And after looking over the card... ]
i dont mind but where am i putting the first card? the rabbit pen...?
i dont mind but where am i putting the first card? the rabbit pen...?
thanks for the map... ive never been around recolle u much but this should help a lot!
but yeah i can help out... [ It's kinda like putting calling cards in museums... Though Recolle University should be lax about that? Maybe?? Though it's a rabbit pen, so it should be carefully guarded for the sake of the animals.
He kinda hates how this feels so familiar, but alas. ]
what is this for? is this some kind of a date idea...?
but yeah i can help out... [ It's kinda like putting calling cards in museums... Though Recolle University should be lax about that? Maybe?? Though it's a rabbit pen, so it should be carefully guarded for the sake of the animals.
He kinda hates how this feels so familiar, but alas. ]
what is this for? is this some kind of a date idea...?
[ naegi looks up at daisuke as he speaks, staying silent and listening intently. what daisuke says, naegi knows these aren't empty words or anything like that so it's touching and it helps pulls naegi out of his funk pretty easily ]
... thanks, Daisuke. I appreciate it.
[ he finally gives a small smile, his own hands reaching out to meet with daisuke's, but then he looks serious afterwards ]
... is everything all right on your end? With your memories?
[ he remembers that daisuke had some concerns about them before and they haven't talked about them recently so... ]
... thanks, Daisuke. I appreciate it.
[ he finally gives a small smile, his own hands reaching out to meet with daisuke's, but then he looks serious afterwards ]
... is everything all right on your end? With your memories?
[ he remembers that daisuke had some concerns about them before and they haven't talked about them recently so... ]
good way to scout a potential university, right?
not really. you know my boyfriend solves mysteries/cases as a hobby, so before everything went down with Retrospec, i used to make up cases and mysteries for him to solve. i haven't done it in a while, so i thought it would be nice to bring back.
especially now that i'm sick and don't have anything to do when i'm resting in bed.
not really. you know my boyfriend solves mysteries/cases as a hobby, so before everything went down with Retrospec, i used to make up cases and mysteries for him to solve. i haven't done it in a while, so i thought it would be nice to bring back.
especially now that i'm sick and don't have anything to do when i'm resting in bed.
[ They hold hands so much to the point that it might as well be a thing between them, tbh. It's their secret comfort handshake now. But at the mention of his own memories, Daisuke looks at Naegi and blinks. His smile disappears, but he doesn't frown. he wasn't expecting it to be turned around on him. ]
My... memories. [ He repeats quietly, trying to collect his thoughts and attempting to piece them together to form a coherent reply. ]
You remember what I said about being a thief and stealing stuff? [ Please don't let him say it again. ] There was a guy who was trying to catch me. From what I remember, he was also... my friend? Which is weird, because I thought friends don't usually arrest each other, but it might have been more about who I usually go as when I go do heists and stuff.
... I have a feeling that it's kind of complicated. I don't really understand all of it myself.
[ His hands with Naegi's tighten a little, but never enough to hurt. It's as if he's trying to ground himself to reality while peeking at his other memories. ]
It's like... he wanted to be my friend? But at the same time, he didn't want to have anyone close to him. Which I can understand, since you wouldn't really want to be friends with someone that you're trying to arrest, but, like...
[ Be calm. Deep breaths. ]
I felt that we're kinda similar, in a way. There's just a key difference: I had support from the people around me, but I think he didn't... so that's why he ended up being miserable about his situation.
[ . . . ]
So he. [ A pause. ] Had a gun in his hand... and... said that I couldn't understand him at all.
[ He swallows. ]
Then he... put it to his head.
My... memories. [ He repeats quietly, trying to collect his thoughts and attempting to piece them together to form a coherent reply. ]
You remember what I said about being a thief and stealing stuff? [ Please don't let him say it again. ] There was a guy who was trying to catch me. From what I remember, he was also... my friend? Which is weird, because I thought friends don't usually arrest each other, but it might have been more about who I usually go as when I go do heists and stuff.
... I have a feeling that it's kind of complicated. I don't really understand all of it myself.
[ His hands with Naegi's tighten a little, but never enough to hurt. It's as if he's trying to ground himself to reality while peeking at his other memories. ]
It's like... he wanted to be my friend? But at the same time, he didn't want to have anyone close to him. Which I can understand, since you wouldn't really want to be friends with someone that you're trying to arrest, but, like...
[ Be calm. Deep breaths. ]
I felt that we're kinda similar, in a way. There's just a key difference: I had support from the people around me, but I think he didn't... so that's why he ended up being miserable about his situation.
[ . . . ]
So he. [ A pause. ] Had a gun in his hand... and... said that I couldn't understand him at all.
[ He swallows. ]
Then he... put it to his head.
[ naegi's grip on daisuke's hands tighten as daisuke speaks about this mysterious person (this is really gay y'all like something straight out of dn angel). he can't help but get wrapped in daisuke's emotions, feeling sympathetic to how conflicting and complicated the relationship between daisuke and the other person must have been but then he gets caught off guard ]
He--
[ he chokes up ]
He put a-- [ he can't say the word ] --to his head?
He--
[ he chokes up ]
He put a-- [ he can't say the word ] --to his head?
... Yeah.
[ Daisuke breathes out quietly. ]
The memory ended there. It didn't show anything more, so I don't know if he went through with it... I hope he didn't.
[ All he can do is look down. ]
Even if it had nothing to do with the me right here, it had everything to do with the me over there. And when I remember these things, I remember how the other me felt back there as the events in the memories happened. I feel it too, and it feels so... real. It doesn't feel like a movie anymore.
And I... the other me there, is what's making him miserable by merely existing.
It's not like I can apologize for existing, but I feel guilty about it anyway. How can I not...? It's enough for him to do that with a gun because of it. Being the reason for that for something I can't do anything about... It makes me feel...
[ . . . ]
... helpless.
[ Daisuke breathes out quietly. ]
The memory ended there. It didn't show anything more, so I don't know if he went through with it... I hope he didn't.
[ All he can do is look down. ]
Even if it had nothing to do with the me right here, it had everything to do with the me over there. And when I remember these things, I remember how the other me felt back there as the events in the memories happened. I feel it too, and it feels so... real. It doesn't feel like a movie anymore.
And I... the other me there, is what's making him miserable by merely existing.
It's not like I can apologize for existing, but I feel guilty about it anyway. How can I not...? It's enough for him to do that with a gun because of it. Being the reason for that for something I can't do anything about... It makes me feel...
[ . . . ]
... helpless.
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