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[ There's a silent shake of her head on both accounts. ]
I haven't seen anybody... from the Future Foundation here. [ As far as she knows, anyway. Not like she's been actively been looking for them, either. But if one did show up, they'd easily be able to tell who Nanami is. They've probably gotten the reports by now.
They should already know about the events that occurred. ]
I was sleeping, [ A slight, short pause ] a little, in the bathtub. I didn't hear the door open... or unlock.
[But he knows at the very least that he has the ability to turn invisible, so who knows what else is out there?]
Why were you sleeping in the bathtub...? No, wait, sorry, that's not important. Are... does it still hurt? You don't have to hide it, Nanami.
[Speaking of not hiding things, if she'd taken a look at him any time since they met up, she might notice a dark red to his irises that he'd definitely been hiding behind sunglasses last time they'd seen each other.]
I thought it would be easier to get water that way.
[ Since, you know, she's a mermaid. Next question. ] It... doesn't hurt anymore.
[ Implying that yes, it was hurting earlier, but not outright saying it aloud because there's no need for it.
And even though Nanami does notice his eyes not being hidden by him wearing shades (guess he took it off so he wouldn't be too shady) she doesn't say anything about it in the slightest, instead just opening and closing her mouth at the sight.
If only because his red eyes remind her of something else but that's neither here or there and she doesn't think that he'd want to hear her thoughts on that. ]
I'm... okay, so, you don't... have to worry, Hinata-kun. [ She twirls around a strand of hair, her hood still up regardless of the fact that they're indoors now. But she doesn't seem to be messing around with her collar anymore, at the very least. ] Or rather... there's no need to worry about me. I'll be okay, as long as everyone is fine.
[ Everyone else > Herself at this point, really. ]
Edited (fuck my wording, i just realized.) 2015-11-08 05:43 (UTC)
[It's not a full objection, just a quiet statement of fact as he ducks his head a little, trying to peer up under that hood. It might look a little silly, but if it makes her smile, that's all that really matters in the end.]
That's... what I thought, too, you know. That everybody had enough to worry about, and I didn't want to bother them with something else. But that's not it...
[He gives a bit of a small, wry smile.] You can thank Kuzuryuu for putting my head on straight. We're all going to worry about each other because we're friends, right...? And you'd want us to tell you if something were wrong, so... don't think that doesn't go both ways. Please?
[ She's quiet, eerily so. Her gaze lowers rather guiltily, and she doesn't say anything. She can feel herself turning fifty shades of pale for a flicker of a second before she shakes her head.
All that comes from her lips is a soft: ]
I'm sorry. [ That's all she says, balling up the fabric of her skirt with discomfort. ] I'm sorry, Hinata-kun.
[That's... not exactly the response he was expecting from her, and it shows on his face as that smile fades. Did he say the wrong thing...? Hajime's never thought of himself as being good at this kind of thing, in spite of how his classmates perceived him, and the discomfort to her voice has him fighting back a shiver.]
Hey... [he matches her volume, though he tries to make his voice sound more comforting than anything else. He'll even go so far as to reach across the table and gently touch her arm. He can't see the hands balled in her skirt, but he can see the tension.] You don't have to apologize, okay? I know it's tough but... if we all work together, we can get through this. I'm going to find a way to get everyone who wants to go back to go back, and... you're coming, too.
[ She closes her eyes, and shakes her head. Biting on her lower lip, she brings her arms to her shoulders, hugging herself as she tries her best not to shudder. ] Then, Hinata-kun... can I ask you something?
[ He brings up the words "if we all work together", and she has to ask. It's now or never. But she doesn't wait for him to answer her question before she follows up with: ]
Hinata-kun. If we're going to work together, then... I want to ask this. Does that include killing somebody?
[He pulls his hand away at that question, lowering his palm to the table. This time, its his turn to avoid her gaze, letting out a quiet exhale. To his credit, he doesn't answer immediately; it's Chiaki asking, so he'll give the question serious consideration. Most of him, a large part of him, still balks at the idea of killing someone. He knows what this place is capable of, what the Fog God has turned them into, and it's almost painfully naive to think that he'll be able to find a solution before any of his classmates need to kill anyone to survive.
The future that everyone's created for us should hold more possibilities than that, right...?
The hands on the table clench into fists, and he shakes his head.]
No. After everything we've been through, I think... I think we can work together to find an alternative. There's enough killing going on around here, I don't want any of us to have to be a part of it.
[ She sounds distant as she tries to muster enough courage to say that, though she seems to tug at the hood as if to hide herself even more, shrinking back into her chair. Although it's to be expected - she would have probably said the same, if the situation were in reverse - but there's still a strange panging in her chest that she doesn't understand.
It hurts just to admit it. It hurts just to say it. Remembering it also seems to cause migraines. ]
[It's a quiet noise of confusion as he draws his hands back to himself, sitting up straighter in his chair. He... has to be misunderstanding, right? He misheard, or maybe she misspoke, or he just missed something, some indicator that this is her attempt at a joke.]
W...What are you talking about?
[Yeah. Best to ask for clarification before jumping to conclusions, even though there's a cold, icy clawing right in the pit of his stomach.]
[ There's a pained expression on her face, it's clear that she doesn't want to talk about it at all... in fact, she honestly prefers to keep it to herself. Shaking her head in denial, all she can do is keep a soft voice that seems to almost crack as she speaks. ]
[Why is he having this conversation. This makes two of them who really, really don't want to have this discussion, but... he can't back out now, as much as he wants to. He can't just pretend she didn't say what she did, even if he looks like he's going to be sick.]
[ She nods quietly, before continuing, keeping her voice even, yet not looking at Hinata as she speaks. ]
The other day... I drowned somebody. When... the changes, [ She pauses, trying to catch herself, sounding very unsure of herself, not sure how to say it properly. ] when they happened... I could feel it. I didn't want to do it. I told myself that I wouldn't. I don't like seeing people die. I don't like the idea of killing people.
... I got scared. I heard the stories, back on the mountain. That people could go out of control if they let it sit for too long. I was scared of that, but more importantly, I was scared of hurting my friends. [ Raising her head a little, she tries to look at him. It's with calm eyes, and a strained smile. ] Sorry, Hinata-kun.
If you're angry at me... if you're upset... because I killed somebody... it's okay. Even if I say that when it happened, it felt as if I were a character being controlled in a video game... it doesn't excuse what I did. Just as long as everyone else is safe, I think, I'll find a way around it.
[ And that's when she lowers her head back down again, waiting to see how he'll reply. There's several ways this can end up and she's... not exactly sure about that. After all, she was never good at human interactions. They're unpredictable. ]
[He doesn't say anything more than that at first, his hands still brought in defensively into his body as if to fend off a physical attack. Not that he genuinely thinks she'll hurt him, but because it hurts to hear her speak like this, to hear what had happened.
He can't say anything, really, not immediately anyway. It fits what the others had told him, what he'd had repeated to him ad nauseam whether he wanted to hear it or not. And it's hard, it's really, really hard not to try to justify it as an "us versus them;" as long as she doesn't hurt one of their classmates, it's fine... That, he doesn't want to accept, and he just shakes his head as if to dismiss the treacherous thought.]
I-it...
[And this isn't the first time she's killed someone, either. Not in the most technical sense, though really, he's certain that anyone other than Monokuma would make the ruling that Nagito had been the true culprit in that case.]
...I'm not mad at you, [he says finally, wanting to clear that up first as he stares down at the table.] I'm... it's the Fog God's fault, for doing this to us. I just... you did your best to fight it, right? I-It's not like... you killed someone because you wanted to, right?
I just, I can't... there's no way I could help you with that, Nanami, I can't. [2Ween4Murder.] I can help you look for another way, but I can't...
[ She's silent for the longest of moments, tugging at her arm uncomfortably. The guilt really eats at her when it comes to this sort of thing; killing others isn't something that she's used to, or hell, something that she wants to make a norm. ]
... I'm glad. [ That, at the very least, he isn't mad at her. She expected him to be, but it's fine if he isn't. She doesn't look at him in the eyes, though, just staring at the table and keeping her voice low. ]
I've been thinking about it... finding another way. I don't want to hurt anymore people. I... made a grave for him, too. I visit every day.
[ Look, she doesn't like this any more than most sane people do. It hurts. But then, she looks at Hinata, directly in the eye, trying to be brave. It's painful, it's just like that trial... and yet, it's different. She has to do this, keeping a stern look in her eyes as she speaks, serious. ]
Hinata-kun. Can you promise me something? I don't want to hurt anybody. That's why... if anything happens, if I go crazy again, I need you to stop me. Can you do that?
I... you were my first friend, Nanami, you know? I can't be mad at you. Not... not even for something like this.
[He thinks she probably does know that, considering what the entire purpose of the program had been in the beginning. To try to give him and the others what they'd never had before.
When she looks him in the eye, he stops trying to avoid her gaze. As much as he wants to, as much as he wants to just take time and think it over, he can't just let this hang.]
I'll... I'll do everything I can, Nanami. Y-you just have to tell me, and I'll... [He doesn't know what he's going to do, but he can't refuse her request for help like that. Not when it's something he might actually be able to do.]
Do... do the others know...? [And, unspoken, the follow-up, can I tell them...? Because honestly, someone like Fuyuhiko or Gundam is probably the better one to talk to about this kind of thing. Even Mahiru, just based on how long she's been here.]
[ It's the same for her. When it comes down to it, the first friend she's ever had was Hinata himself. He's one of the few people who treated her as something more than just... data, even now that he knows the truth. ]
I haven't told the others yet. You're the first one... I told. [ There's a pause, just slight. Now to change the subject. ]
Hey, Hinata-kun... have you been doing alright... since the last time we talked? The others, they... they don't know about that, do they? [ And by 'that' she gestures towards his starking red eyes. She's not talking about the eye color itself, though. She's talking about what it means.
Since by now they've pretty much surmised that this world likes to make "jokes" based on their lives. They're not funny. ]
[Then he won't tell anyone the details of what they've discussed, either. Maybe nudge his classmates to talk to her more, make sure they're all there for her.
At the gesture, he stiffens a little. The subject change is welcome, but did it have to be that?? It's still a sore spot for him, even if,]
...Kuzuryuu knows. He said it's just the Fog God messing with us, but... shit!
[Fuyuhiko! And Gundam. Give him a second, Chiaki, he's digging in his bag to haul out his laptop and set it to the side of the table so it's not obscuring their view of each other. Let him just bring the network back up as he explains,]
They were at the mountain, I've been waiting to hear back from them. Make sure they're okay.
[More cat-herding. But with that out of the way, and no response from the other two dangans, Hajime just sighs again and rubs his eyes with one hand.]
A shade, [he admits quietly, glancing toward her again.] I've... talked to a lot of people over the last new days, and that's... that's supposedly what I'm going to be. It's... not just the eyes, I saw...
[And he gestures vaguely toward his hair. How even did Izuru's hair work, the truest mystery.]
But... like Kuzuryuu said, it's probably just... the Fog God trying to scare me. I hope, anyway.
...Yeah. I'm gonna try, anyway. It's just... it's hard, Nanami. The other day, I found out I can turn invisible. It didn't last too long, but at the time, all I could think about was... that I could literally disappear.
[His worst fear made a literal truth. Though he might still be present as Hajime, no one could see him. Maybe no one would be able to hear him, either, with time... he just doesn't know, and that's more frightening than anything else about his changes.]
And I'm... I just don't know. I've been talking to a whole bunch of different people about what shades are capable of, and... they eat souls, Nanami. They leave people in comas that they'll never be able to wake up from.
[For many reasons, not the least of which are his classmates back home, that bothers him.]
[ She doesn't say anything at first. All she does, instead, is listen carefully, trying to parse things through and make sure that she doesn't accidentally say something... well, something bad, and unbefitting of the situation.
Looking at him with sullen eyes, she brings her hand up to his shoulder, thinking. What can she say? ]
... Hey, Hinata-kun. Just because you can turn invisible doesn't mean that you have to, I think. [ Even though Nanami herself is going through her own problems, she still tries her best to keep a steady mindset and attempt to pull things through. Especially since his biggest fear is coming to life. ] Just think of it like becoming a super hero. There are some super heroes... in games, they can't control their powers at first, right? So that's what you have to do. Learn to control the ability. Take deep breaths when it does happen, and then, remember that you're still there, that you still exist.
Ah, if it happens though, you can always contact me. Unless becoming invisible makes you intangible, too... Hmm. We'll figure something out.
No, they could... I could still touch things, people could still feel me when I was invisible.
[He shakes his head almost immediately at that, because being invisible and intangible? He doesn't want to think about that, much less think about eventually losing his voice as well. But no one's said anything about becoming inaudible, so for now... he just takes a deep breath, like she said, and presses his hands flat down on the table as if to try to gather support from it.]
But... yeah. I'll do my best, so that means... you have to do your best, too, okay? Um... I don't know too much about your changes, but... Vietnam's someone good to talk to. She's... helped me a lot, here, so I know I can count on her to help you, too.
... Mm, if that's the case, then it's fine, Hinata-kun. Because even if you're invisible, as long as you have your voice, as long as you can still touch things, as long as people can still feel you, it'll be okay.
If it's just you that disappears, maybe you should bring something with you in case of emergency... ah, like a notepad, or something.
[ However, she does nod slowly at his words. ] ..... I will.
My clothes disappeared, too, so I don't know if carrying something will help, but... it's worth a try, I guess.
[He's quiet for a moment as he looks away to refresh the rsdos page, hoping to hear from either Gundam or Fuyuhiko. Or anyone else he's contacted, really, he has a laundry list of people to care about.]
And... okay. If something happens again... please let me know? You're... you're my best friend, s-so... if something happens, I want to, you know, be there for you. As much as I can.
... Hm. [ That's interesting to know, which is why she is... mulling it over in her head. ]
Maybe if you don't carry it in your pockets, or have it touch your skin... I'm not sure how it works. We'd have to test it out, probably. To see if you can turn things invisible... or if it's just you.
[ Look, she's trying to be helpful here, even though at this point she's probably sounding a lot like some mad scientist performing experiments on her test subject. ]
But... I will. I really will. I'm glad, Hinata-kun. That you called me your best friend. You're the first friend I've ever had, after all. [ A beat, and then: ] Hey, Hinata-kun. Do you want to come with me, later? I want to visit that person's grave again...
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I haven't seen anybody... from the Future Foundation here. [ As far as she knows, anyway. Not like she's been actively been looking for them, either. But if one did show up, they'd easily be able to tell who Nanami is. They've probably gotten the reports by now.
They should already know about the events that occurred. ]
I was sleeping, [ A slight, short pause ] a little, in the bathtub. I didn't hear the door open... or unlock.
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[But he knows at the very least that he has the ability to turn invisible, so who knows what else is out there?]
Why were you sleeping in the bathtub...? No, wait, sorry, that's not important. Are... does it still hurt? You don't have to hide it, Nanami.
[Speaking of not hiding things, if she'd taken a look at him any time since they met up, she might notice a dark red to his irises that he'd definitely been hiding behind sunglasses last time they'd seen each other.]
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[ Since, you know, she's a mermaid. Next question. ] It... doesn't hurt anymore.
[ Implying that yes, it was hurting earlier, but not outright saying it aloud because there's no need for it.
And even though Nanami does notice his eyes not being hidden by him wearing shades (guess he took it off so he wouldn't be too shady) she doesn't say anything about it in the slightest, instead just opening and closing her mouth at the sight.
If only because his red eyes remind her of something else but that's neither here or there and she doesn't think that he'd want to hear her thoughts on that. ]
I'm... okay, so, you don't... have to worry, Hinata-kun. [ She twirls around a strand of hair, her hood still up regardless of the fact that they're indoors now. But she doesn't seem to be messing around with her collar anymore, at the very least. ] Or rather... there's no need to worry about me. I'll be okay, as long as everyone is fine.
[ Everyone else > Herself at this point, really. ]
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[It's not a full objection, just a quiet statement of fact as he ducks his head a little, trying to peer up under that hood. It might look a little silly, but if it makes her smile, that's all that really matters in the end.]
That's... what I thought, too, you know. That everybody had enough to worry about, and I didn't want to bother them with something else. But that's not it...
[He gives a bit of a small, wry smile.] You can thank Kuzuryuu for putting my head on straight. We're all going to worry about each other because we're friends, right...? And you'd want us to tell you if something were wrong, so... don't think that doesn't go both ways. Please?
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[ She's quiet, eerily so. Her gaze lowers rather guiltily, and she doesn't say anything. She can feel herself turning fifty shades of pale for a flicker of a second before she shakes her head.
All that comes from her lips is a soft: ]
I'm sorry. [ That's all she says, balling up the fabric of her skirt with discomfort. ] I'm sorry, Hinata-kun.
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[That's... not exactly the response he was expecting from her, and it shows on his face as that smile fades. Did he say the wrong thing...? Hajime's never thought of himself as being good at this kind of thing, in spite of how his classmates perceived him, and the discomfort to her voice has him fighting back a shiver.]
Hey... [he matches her volume, though he tries to make his voice sound more comforting than anything else. He'll even go so far as to reach across the table and gently touch her arm. He can't see the hands balled in her skirt, but he can see the tension.] You don't have to apologize, okay? I know it's tough but... if we all work together, we can get through this. I'm going to find a way to get everyone who wants to go back to go back, and... you're coming, too.
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[ She closes her eyes, and shakes her head. Biting on her lower lip, she brings her arms to her shoulders, hugging herself as she tries her best not to shudder. ] Then, Hinata-kun... can I ask you something?
[ He brings up the words "if we all work together", and she has to ask. It's now or never. But she doesn't wait for him to answer her question before she follows up with: ]
Hinata-kun. If we're going to work together, then... I want to ask this. Does that include killing somebody?
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The future that everyone's created for us should hold more possibilities than that, right...?
The hands on the table clench into fists, and he shakes his head.]
No. After everything we've been through, I think... I think we can work together to find an alternative. There's enough killing going on around here, I don't want any of us to have to be a part of it.
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[ She sounds distant as she tries to muster enough courage to say that, though she seems to tug at the hood as if to hide herself even more, shrinking back into her chair. Although it's to be expected - she would have probably said the same, if the situation were in reverse - but there's still a strange panging in her chest that she doesn't understand.
It hurts just to admit it. It hurts just to say it. Remembering it also seems to cause migraines. ]
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[It's a quiet noise of confusion as he draws his hands back to himself, sitting up straighter in his chair. He... has to be misunderstanding, right? He misheard, or maybe she misspoke, or he just missed something, some indicator that this is her attempt at a joke.]
W...What are you talking about?
[Yeah. Best to ask for clarification before jumping to conclusions, even though there's a cold, icy clawing right in the pit of his stomach.]
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Hey, Hinata-kun. Do you know how mermaids feed?
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[Why is he having this conversation. This makes two of them who really, really don't want to have this discussion, but... he can't back out now, as much as he wants to. He can't just pretend she didn't say what she did, even if he looks like he's going to be sick.]
...Yeah. It's... drowning, right?
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The other day... I drowned somebody. When... the changes, [ She pauses, trying to catch herself, sounding very unsure of herself, not sure how to say it properly. ] when they happened... I could feel it. I didn't want to do it. I told myself that I wouldn't. I don't like seeing people die. I don't like the idea of killing people.
... I got scared. I heard the stories, back on the mountain. That people could go out of control if they let it sit for too long. I was scared of that, but more importantly, I was scared of hurting my friends. [ Raising her head a little, she tries to look at him. It's with calm eyes, and a strained smile. ] Sorry, Hinata-kun.
If you're angry at me... if you're upset... because I killed somebody... it's okay. Even if I say that when it happened, it felt as if I were a character being controlled in a video game... it doesn't excuse what I did. Just as long as everyone else is safe, I think, I'll find a way around it.
[ And that's when she lowers her head back down again, waiting to see how he'll reply. There's several ways this can end up and she's... not exactly sure about that. After all, she was never good at human interactions. They're unpredictable. ]
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[He doesn't say anything more than that at first, his hands still brought in defensively into his body as if to fend off a physical attack. Not that he genuinely thinks she'll hurt him, but because it hurts to hear her speak like this, to hear what had happened.
He can't say anything, really, not immediately anyway. It fits what the others had told him, what he'd had repeated to him ad nauseam whether he wanted to hear it or not. And it's hard, it's really, really hard not to try to justify it as an "us versus them;" as long as she doesn't hurt one of their classmates, it's fine... That, he doesn't want to accept, and he just shakes his head as if to dismiss the treacherous thought.]
I-it...
[And this isn't the first time she's killed someone, either. Not in the most technical sense, though really, he's certain that anyone other than Monokuma would make the ruling that Nagito had been the true culprit in that case.]
...I'm not mad at you, [he says finally, wanting to clear that up first as he stares down at the table.] I'm... it's the Fog God's fault, for doing this to us. I just... you did your best to fight it, right? I-It's not like... you killed someone because you wanted to, right?
I just, I can't... there's no way I could help you with that, Nanami, I can't. [2Ween4Murder.] I can help you look for another way, but I can't...
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... I'm glad. [ That, at the very least, he isn't mad at her. She expected him to be, but it's fine if he isn't. She doesn't look at him in the eyes, though, just staring at the table and keeping her voice low. ]
I've been thinking about it... finding another way. I don't want to hurt anymore people. I... made a grave for him, too. I visit every day.
[ Look, she doesn't like this any more than most sane people do. It hurts. But then, she looks at Hinata, directly in the eye, trying to be brave. It's painful, it's just like that trial... and yet, it's different. She has to do this, keeping a stern look in her eyes as she speaks, serious. ]
Hinata-kun. Can you promise me something? I don't want to hurt anybody. That's why... if anything happens, if I go crazy again, I need you to stop me. Can you do that?
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[He thinks she probably does know that, considering what the entire purpose of the program had been in the beginning. To try to give him and the others what they'd never had before.
When she looks him in the eye, he stops trying to avoid her gaze. As much as he wants to, as much as he wants to just take time and think it over, he can't just let this hang.]
I'll... I'll do everything I can, Nanami. Y-you just have to tell me, and I'll... [He doesn't know what he's going to do, but he can't refuse her request for help like that. Not when it's something he might actually be able to do.]
Do... do the others know...? [And, unspoken, the follow-up, can I tell them...? Because honestly, someone like Fuyuhiko or Gundam is probably the better one to talk to about this kind of thing. Even Mahiru, just based on how long she's been here.]
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I haven't told the others yet. You're the first one... I told. [ There's a pause, just slight. Now to change the subject. ]
Hey, Hinata-kun... have you been doing alright... since the last time we talked? The others, they... they don't know about that, do they? [ And by 'that' she gestures towards his starking red eyes. She's not talking about the eye color itself, though. She's talking about what it means.
Since by now they've pretty much surmised that this world likes to make "jokes" based on their lives. They're not funny. ]
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[Then he won't tell anyone the details of what they've discussed, either. Maybe nudge his classmates to talk to her more, make sure they're all there for her.
At the gesture, he stiffens a little. The subject change is welcome, but did it have to be that?? It's still a sore spot for him, even if,]
...Kuzuryuu knows. He said it's just the Fog God messing with us, but... shit!
[Fuyuhiko! And Gundam. Give him a second, Chiaki, he's digging in his bag to haul out his laptop and set it to the side of the table so it's not obscuring their view of each other. Let him just bring the network back up as he explains,]
They were at the mountain, I've been waiting to hear back from them. Make sure they're okay.
[More cat-herding. But with that out of the way, and no response from the other two dangans, Hajime just sighs again and rubs his eyes with one hand.]
A shade, [he admits quietly, glancing toward her again.] I've... talked to a lot of people over the last new days, and that's... that's supposedly what I'm going to be. It's... not just the eyes, I saw...
[And he gestures vaguely toward his hair. How even did Izuru's hair work, the truest mystery.]
But... like Kuzuryuu said, it's probably just... the Fog God trying to scare me. I hope, anyway.
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I think so, too. After all, Hinata-kun is still Hinata-kun. I'm sure that if you hold onto that, you won't become Kamukura Izuru.
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[His worst fear made a literal truth. Though he might still be present as Hajime, no one could see him. Maybe no one would be able to hear him, either, with time... he just doesn't know, and that's more frightening than anything else about his changes.]
And I'm... I just don't know. I've been talking to a whole bunch of different people about what shades are capable of, and... they eat souls, Nanami. They leave people in comas that they'll never be able to wake up from.
[For many reasons, not the least of which are his classmates back home, that bothers him.]
I don't... want to do that. I don't think I can.
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Looking at him with sullen eyes, she brings her hand up to his shoulder, thinking. What can she say? ]
... Hey, Hinata-kun. Just because you can turn invisible doesn't mean that you have to, I think. [ Even though Nanami herself is going through her own problems, she still tries her best to keep a steady mindset and attempt to pull things through. Especially since his biggest fear is coming to life. ] Just think of it like becoming a super hero. There are some super heroes... in games, they can't control their powers at first, right? So that's what you have to do. Learn to control the ability. Take deep breaths when it does happen, and then, remember that you're still there, that you still exist.
Ah, if it happens though, you can always contact me. Unless becoming invisible makes you intangible, too... Hmm. We'll figure something out.
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[He shakes his head almost immediately at that, because being invisible and intangible? He doesn't want to think about that, much less think about eventually losing his voice as well. But no one's said anything about becoming inaudible, so for now... he just takes a deep breath, like she said, and presses his hands flat down on the table as if to try to gather support from it.]
But... yeah. I'll do my best, so that means... you have to do your best, too, okay? Um... I don't know too much about your changes, but... Vietnam's someone good to talk to. She's... helped me a lot, here, so I know I can count on her to help you, too.
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If it's just you that disappears, maybe you should bring something with you in case of emergency... ah, like a notepad, or something.
[ However, she does nod slowly at his words. ] ..... I will.
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[He's quiet for a moment as he looks away to refresh the rsdos page, hoping to hear from either Gundam or Fuyuhiko. Or anyone else he's contacted, really, he has a laundry list of people to care about.]
And... okay. If something happens again... please let me know? You're... you're my best friend, s-so... if something happens, I want to, you know, be there for you. As much as I can.
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Maybe if you don't carry it in your pockets, or have it touch your skin... I'm not sure how it works. We'd have to test it out, probably. To see if you can turn things invisible... or if it's just you.
[ Look, she's trying to be helpful here, even though at this point she's probably sounding a lot like some mad scientist performing experiments on her test subject. ]
But... I will. I really will. I'm glad, Hinata-kun. That you called me your best friend. You're the first friend I've ever had, after all. [ A beat, and then: ] Hey, Hinata-kun. Do you want to come with me, later? I want to visit that person's grave again...
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