[ He is a little surprised to see her bleeding.. he hadn't actually thought he'd gotten her yet, and it does give him a faint sense of satisfaction to see the damage he'd done. ]
You don't have to. Just stand there while I crush your throat and you can let everyone think you died a tragic death!
[ He gives a cruel, half-manic laugh before he decides to round the counter instead. ]
How many people have you told about what you did? Does anyone know what a horrible sadist you are?
[...okay swearing wasn't Tsumugi's strong point. She waits until he's about to get around the corner and then jumps back over the counter again. One skip ahead of my doom...]
[ He snarls when she jumps back over, considering chasing her back around, but instead starts picking up glasses and cutlery, throwing them in her direction instead. It's pathetic, it's petulant, and even he starts to see that his lashing out is little more than a child throwing a tantrum.
A righteous tantrum, but still.
After a few fistfuls of glass, pointy steel, and even a plate or two getting weakly thrown at her feet, he finally collapses into his arms, too overwhelmed and full of headache to continue. ]
[The throwing gets a surprised yelp as she practically tap-dances away from the thrown kitchenware. Then... breathing when she sees he's worn himself out.]
...
[Well... what a nice thing to say. Though she was at a loss how to respond without sounding patronizing.]
[the words hurt. They hurt tremendously. At least now.]
All I can say is I was wrong. I saw you all as 'things' instead of people. Not exactly pawns, but characters without actors. To be arranged and made to act out scenes.
But that's not how I feel now. I know I've hurt... people. A lot of people. I wish I could go back and undo it, but... I can't.
So I don't.. I don't understand what changed? What could have possibly changed that made you actually change your mind? You were willing to throw your life away for that stupid game...
[oh, now she's pissed, she goes to grab one of the dishes... before calming herself down and just leaving it there.]
...Yes. It was when I first saw Kaito here that I felt conflicted. Because... here he was. Just walking around. Talking to people. Acting like an ordinary person. Giving little thought, if any, to the killing game. He was no longer following a script and was free to be himself. Moreover, he was completely trusting of me. He didn't think anyone could've been 'the mastermind'. --He didn't care anymore. He had moved on.
After witnessing that, that's when guilt started to gnaw at me.
That's when I started confiding and reaching out to people I trusted. Hearing their judgments. Tsuruno-chan nearly cried but accepted I felt remorse. Ritsuka gave me a dekopin. Minato-kun... well, he took it in stride without too much judgment and trusted me that I'd find my own answer. That's just the kind of person he is.
[a deep breath]
Finally, I decided it was too much. A cloud was hanging between you, Kaito, and me. I could either ride it and never say anything or push through it. So... I decided to push through.
And now, here we are. That's my evolution. Not as dramatic or sudden as a pokemon's, but it happened.
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Date: 2023-02-18 03:39 am (UTC)You don't have to. Just stand there while I crush your throat and you can let everyone think you died a tragic death!
[ He gives a cruel, half-manic laugh before he decides to round the counter instead. ]
How many people have you told about what you did? Does anyone know what a horrible sadist you are?
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Date: 2023-02-18 03:48 am (UTC)[...okay swearing wasn't Tsumugi's strong point. She waits until he's about to get around the corner and then jumps back over the counter again. One skip ahead of my doom...]
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Date: 2023-02-18 03:57 am (UTC)A righteous tantrum, but still.
After a few fistfuls of glass, pointy steel, and even a plate or two getting weakly thrown at her feet, he finally collapses into his arms, too overwhelmed and full of headache to continue. ]
I hate you... I hate you so much..
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Date: 2023-02-18 04:13 am (UTC)...
[Well... what a nice thing to say. Though she was at a loss how to respond without sounding patronizing.]
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Date: 2023-02-18 04:15 am (UTC)You're a goddamn psychopath, you know that? How could you do that...? They trusted you..
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Date: 2023-02-18 04:29 am (UTC)[the words hurt. They hurt tremendously. At least now.]
All I can say is I was wrong. I saw you all as 'things' instead of people. Not exactly pawns, but characters without actors. To be arranged and made to act out scenes.
But that's not how I feel now. I know I've hurt... people. A lot of people. I wish I could go back and undo it, but... I can't.
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Date: 2023-02-18 04:32 am (UTC)I don't understand. Make me understand!
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Date: 2023-02-18 04:57 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2023-02-18 05:05 am (UTC)Momota-chan?? You gave him a disease and watched him die.
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Date: 2023-02-18 05:30 am (UTC)[oh, now she's pissed, she goes to grab one of the dishes... before calming herself down and just leaving it there.]
...Yes. It was when I first saw Kaito here that I felt conflicted. Because... here he was. Just walking around. Talking to people. Acting like an ordinary person. Giving little thought, if any, to the killing game. He was no longer following a script and was free to be himself. Moreover, he was completely trusting of me. He didn't think anyone could've been 'the mastermind'. --He didn't care anymore. He had moved on.
After witnessing that, that's when guilt started to gnaw at me.
That's when I started confiding and reaching out to people I trusted. Hearing their judgments. Tsuruno-chan nearly cried but accepted I felt remorse. Ritsuka gave me a dekopin. Minato-kun... well, he took it in stride without too much judgment and trusted me that I'd find my own answer. That's just the kind of person he is.
[a deep breath]
Finally, I decided it was too much. A cloud was hanging between you, Kaito, and me. I could either ride it and never say anything or push through it. So... I decided to push through.
And now, here we are. That's my evolution. Not as dramatic or sudden as a pokemon's, but it happened.
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Date: 2023-02-18 05:35 am (UTC)[ Whatever smart or snide retort he might have had catches in his throat and he instead swallows it back down.
She's right... maybe she does feel remorse. And yet... he's still mad. He can't bring himself to forgive her.
Not yet. ]
And all the people you hurt? The people you killed and let take the fall for you.. Are you sorry for them too?
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Date: 2023-02-18 05:48 am (UTC)Including you.
...Especially you.
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Date: 2023-02-18 06:04 am (UTC)What? Me?
But all I did was get in your way and ruin your game.
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Date: 2023-02-18 06:07 am (UTC)[now she just grips her head, feeling a tension headache.]
What part of "I regret running the killing game and would take it all back if I could," did you not understand?
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Date: 2023-02-18 06:10 am (UTC)[ he pauses. ]
Do you at least know if anyone survived..?
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Date: 2023-02-18 06:18 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2023-02-18 06:23 am (UTC)[ he seems to have calmed down at least, but he still finds just enough energy to lazily throw a bundled up set of silverware at her. ]
I'm glad I ruined it.
But why especially me? Momota-chan was hurt way worse than I was.
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Date: 2023-02-18 06:27 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2023-02-18 06:30 am (UTC)Fine. I'll let it go. But o ly on one condition:
The next time you die, I get to be the one to do it.
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Date: 2023-02-18 06:34 am (UTC)[she starts to turn to go, before looking at him.]
Move on, Kokichi. I am.
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Date: 2023-02-18 06:38 am (UTC)[ He narrows his eyes at her. ]
You don't get to just do that and expect everything to be okay just like that. Why an I the bad guy here?
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Date: 2023-02-18 06:42 am (UTC)Gonta is dead. We're all dead.
...I'd say maybe that's why Shuuichi isn't here, but that's plain wishful thinking.
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Date: 2023-02-18 02:28 pm (UTC)[ well isn't that just a punch in the gut?
He pauses but finally lets a smirk creep onto his face. ]
If that's the case.. that means I was right all along. When I first came here.. I wondered if you were dead. I was right.
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Date: 2023-02-18 09:02 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2023-02-19 03:35 am (UTC)At least give me the satisfaction of gloating. Just because you got over this shit months ago doesn't mean I can join you there right away, you know.
Why am I expected to just put it behind me? You can't just say "sorry" and expect everything to be okay after all of that shit!!
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