[it feels a little odd, to be comforted by natsume of all people like this, but he closes his eyes and forces the habitual nerves that come from someone enacting something on him that he didn't agree to aside; it's his best friend, and any other day he'd crave something new, something interesting, from the other like this.
... it's just that the way natsume's nails slide through his short hair feels like claws ready to pry.]
You and I aren't alike in this SENSE, Baru-kun. Your feelings will rot you from the inside OUT.
( like a pumpkin and its seeds. no, natsume could've stood to talk about bodies and murders and everything else he's decided needed compartmentalizing, the weight of a young rokuro arata heavy between him and komaeda, but, well.
( we won't talk about how he knows. burnt badly like the fake clamor had done it, torn in half... the other whole... but in front of the elevator, huh? because people use the elevator and it'd be easy for them to see? though who would willingly enter a school after seeing that, maya or the transfer students aside, so it was meant for them... and nine people means it's the largest incident to-date, which he's somewhat grateful for, as cruel as that is.
there must be people missing friends now. poor things. )
You wouldn't like it any better when it's fresh THOUGH, I promise YOU.
I dunno, I think I prefer what I did to my hand myself.
[not as much blood, of course, but... yeah. maybe that's just because subaru had a choice in it more than a crime scene.
...
it's not easy to talk. but it's easier with natsume than anyone else, easy to be distracted and focus on the body beneath him and not on the school in the distance, as far away as his words are.]
Gonbei-chan... the one I found, I mean, was a third year like me, and he died with a knife lodged in his back. Like, how moviesque could you get? I didn't think that sorta thing actually worked, but I guess they nailed him just right.
There was another one, uh... down by the faculty offices, that was pretty diced into. Two of ours [transfers] in the elevator, posed like they were sleeping too.
[.........]
The others didn't really... feel like they matched the same M.O. as the ones downstairs, but they were all one of us there too.
( ...a lot of transfers, and two potentially different mysteries. they can take them one at a time—first set subaru talked about first. his mind is still dragging a little, body heavy with sleep, but it's starting to work out thoughts. )
We'll just focus on the ground floor THEN. For NOW. ( he seems slightly more willing to talk about that one anyway, which sends warning bells ringing in the back of his head, but he brushes them aside. for now. ) Someone should've tried harder to wake me UP... Ugh.
( would've been nice to see it for himself........... well, not nice, but. nice. )
I really wanted to pour water on you, but I was stopped.
[..... by a roommate, maybe, or his own conscious gripping his hands tight hissing don't...]
Uh, one of them didn't look like she had any injuries, but the other had a pretty bad cut? From here, [he traces natsume's chest, across it and down] to here. The kind you see in old movies, I guess, one strike and they're dead. But that was all they had.
... They looked pretty peaceful though, like they were just sleeping.
( he would've hated the water but better than trying to pick through this after the fact, maybe. )
Odd for someone to die without any WOUNDS, but I suppose that isn't the first time we've had it hapPEN. ( sometimes people just drop dead. like clamor. ) And strange for them to be posed so niceLY, when the others were obviously...
( ...he closes his eyes. mmmm. )
They sound slightly more personal—or raTHER, the motive for their murder WAS. The two posed might have just been in the wrong place at the wrong TIME, and since they didn't have the qualifications the others DID, they were treated a little niCER. ( ... ) And if the one that was halved was burned the same way as the pool boDY, it's likely it was due to fire maGIC, though the number of people who know how to wield that is a little larger now than beFORE.
Yeah... I figured that, about their posing. They just seemed so different than the others.
[too bad they can't narrow down fire magic anymore. what a pain.]
I dunno about the halved kid, but the other two students were third years like me. [...oh] And the guy with the knife in his back had his eyes taken out, but they were still on his body.
[it was gross. to put it in the most detached way.]
( oh, they still can, especially keeping in mind some other things he's just said, but it's okay. subaru will get there. so will the rest of you. )
...We should find out if they had a common eneMY, or if they slighted the wrong person somehow recentLY. The use of magic implies the perpetrator is involved with the occult club run by Lucifer-san ( and our beloved late Master Clamor ) so it might not be too bad of a place to START... Though Goto-kun said they were group-learning sleep spells rather than fire magic when I questioned them last month regarding something simiLAR.
[your faith in us is so good. don't make me accuse local arsonist akira fujioka he's so baby]
Sure, Natsume, I'll just shake 'em awake and see what they've got to say.
[... natsume doesn't deserve that. subaru gives him an apologetic look and sighs, sinking his weight down further. sorry to your legs.]
Also, you're not going anywhere anytime soon. Natsume, with how people've been acting, you're the first one they'll think about -- even if you were sleeping, they can say "oh, maybe he was possessed again" and try and say you did it, even as a last bid sort of thing. [... maybe, maybe not... maybe they'll think better of him, maybe...] I don't want a target on your back, by the group or by whoever did this. Let us take care of it, okay?
[let me take care of it.
... he's turning his face again.]
You're gonna be more interested in the other set, anyway.
( natsume bristles, and it doesn't quite settle when subaru gives him that sorry look; he Meant talk to other people, fellow students, maybe find someone in the club since he mentioned them and see if any of them know if any of their number was playing with fire and might've had a grudge--
it doubles when subaru refuses to let him join, even with... even with fine reasoning like that. not everyone knows he knows fire magic now, but there are people who do, and he hunches back against his pillows.
but. fine. the other set. natsume stays quiet for longer, just so subaru knows he's unhappy, before he opens his mouth again. )
[he knows natsume's unhappy. he's making a lot of people unhappy this week actually what's one more. maybe he'll be able to make people smile next week, or the week after, but the start of the month has been nothing short of agonizing.]
... Two of our people that died up there were people you were pretty close with.
[cautious. reluctant. natsume would have his suspicions later anyway, and this is good enough reason to come out with it if it means natsume won't involve himself.]
Oh, ( he says, and then he doesn't say anything else.
rikki and sai-chan... rika and saihara. saying they were close to him is stretching the truth but at the same time, it isn't--
he can think of people they were much closer to, after all. amami comes to mind, for one, and then he disappears when natsume wonders if either of then knew that he ■■■■■
well. it doesn't matter now. sorry to subaru, though, because without realizing it his hands have found something to grip and that happens to be subaru's hair; he forces themselves to let go, orange strands falling from his reddening fingers and his white knuckles turning back to a more living color. natsume breathes in and holds it, thinks about the warmth of rika's hands and the way she'd looked when he apologized, thinks about shuichi's one dear hope and wish that they could get through a trial without an execution at the end--that no one would have to die--selfish, for people who deserved closure, but a wish that mirrors itself in the cracks of natsume's heart.
he lets the breath go, slow and soft, and half turns to busy himself with fluffing his pillow. ) I see; you're RIGHT, I am much more interested in this ONE. Not that any loss of life is more important than the other, BUT--
( but something in his chest twists when he thinks about them, and he meticulously smooths out the wrinkles on his pillow before he turns back around, expression neutral. )
[rather than truly painful, the grip on his hair is grounding -- it pulls him out of the past and back to the present, even if he winces. he sits up to let natsume turn, knowing he needs it and doesn't call him out for that reason; he knows what he'll see when the other turns back, too, and subaru climbs into bed with natsume proper. let him lay beside you.]
Bad, from the looks of it. Ama-chan...
[... well. ama-chan.]
I dunno the full details, 'cause I didn't get a real look at them myself, but they weren't taken apart any.
[an assurance, at least. natsume'll be able to get better details at helena's summon, so.]
( natsume moves to close the curtain he's made for himself, letting it fall and drape shadow across the two of them. privacy, but subaru's allowed in this time.
there's still light, the sun stronger than fabric, but it's dimmed now. even if it were darker, he wouldn't let it night for long. )
...That's GOOD. I'm glad Amami-kun could play guard dog over their bodies TOO. Heavens knows the little viper didn't deserve to go the way of Sena-senpai or anyTHING.
( which means nothing to subaru, who didn't see it and who hasn't been told, but if he can figure out what that means then. good for him.
natsume stays sitting up though, gripping the curtain, shoulders a tense line barely lit by the ceiling's eerie sunlight; if subaru wants him to lay down he's going to have to make him at this point. he's done with sleeping, he misses too much if he sleeps, and he's gone from overtired to overwired the instant he heard about rika and shuichi. )
I'll ask about them laTER. ( when he is ... better. he wants to right now but subaru will fuss, and he doesn't need a jock on top of him. ) It's enough to know they're both in one PIECE.
[he doesn't realize how much he appreciates the dimness until it settles in, but the way it outlines his best friend of years helps him see the tension in natsume's shoulders, and subaru has never resisted sticking his nose where it didn't belong with natsume
so the redhead is gonna hate it
but subaru wraps his arms around natsume and pulls him closer, burying his face into his back. that way, at least, neither of them can see the others' expression.]
I know you're sick of resting, but will you lay with me? To be honest, I didn't get much at all last night.
( yeah, natsume hates it, thanks; he freezes, breath caught as his fingers drag a little against the curtain, and he drops his hands to try and wiggle them between subaru's arms and his middle. )
I'm not a fan of cuddLING, and I'm not tiRED—
( ...his hand wiggling stops, lips pressing together, but he'll continue to try and get subaru off of him. )
But I'll stay with you until you fall aSLEEP, and I'll be here when you wake UP.
( if he happens to get up sometime between that, that's on him. he has to pee and clean himself up and put on a new perfume and so many other little self-care things, head spinning, but he knows subaru will just get worried if he doesn't assure him he'll be around when his nap is over. )
[... kept things from him, sure, but lied? no. he doesn't count omissions as lies; lying is looking someone directly in the eyes and telling them what they want to hear in that moment when it's not true whatsoever.]
But I wanna hear you promise me anyway, Natsume.
[that he won't wake up and be alone.]
Isn't that the least you can do for an old friend?
[maybe. but it's still nice to hear, a promise from his closest friend in the whole world right now, and subaru flumps against natsume's pillows, turning to bury his face in them. it smells like him... how comforting.]
Thanks. I know it's dumb, but I... [... quieter, almost muffled into the pillow.] I don't want to find you the way Ama-chan found them.
[he's not sure what he'd do. that's why he made natsume promise.]
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... it's just that the way natsume's nails slide through his short hair feels like claws ready to pry.]
... What's there to talk about?
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( like a pumpkin and its seeds. no, natsume could've stood to talk about bodies and murders and everything else he's decided needed compartmentalizing, the weight of a young rokuro arata heavy between him and komaeda, but, well.
well, well. )
Whatever you'd like to talk aBOUT.
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idly,]
Blood's a lot stickier than I thought it'd be.
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( we won't talk about how he knows. burnt badly like the fake clamor had done it, torn in half... the other whole... but in front of the elevator, huh? because people use the elevator and it'd be easy for them to see? though who would willingly enter a school after seeing that, maya or the transfer students aside, so it was meant for them... and nine people means it's the largest incident to-date, which he's somewhat grateful for, as cruel as that is.
there must be people missing friends now. poor things. )
You wouldn't like it any better when it's fresh THOUGH, I promise YOU.
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[not as much blood, of course, but... yeah. maybe that's just because subaru had a choice in it more than a crime scene.
...
it's not easy to talk. but it's easier with natsume than anyone else, easy to be distracted and focus on the body beneath him and not on the school in the distance, as far away as his words are.]
Gonbei-chan... the one I found, I mean, was a third year like me, and he died with a knife lodged in his back. Like, how moviesque could you get? I didn't think that sorta thing actually worked, but I guess they nailed him just right.
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And the other seven boDIES?
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[.........]
The others didn't really... feel like they matched the same M.O. as the ones downstairs, but they were all one of us there too.
[haha....... he doesn't wanna name names...☆]
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We'll just focus on the ground floor THEN. For NOW. ( he seems slightly more willing to talk about that one anyway, which sends warning bells ringing in the back of his head, but he brushes them aside. for now. ) Someone should've tried harder to wake me UP... Ugh.
( would've been nice to see it for himself........... well, not nice, but. nice. )
What were the injuries on the posed ones LIKE?
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[..... by a roommate, maybe, or his own conscious gripping his hands tight hissing don't...]
Uh, one of them didn't look like she had any injuries, but the other had a pretty bad cut? From here, [he traces natsume's chest, across it and down] to here. The kind you see in old movies, I guess, one strike and they're dead. But that was all they had.
... They looked pretty peaceful though, like they were just sleeping.
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Odd for someone to die without any WOUNDS, but I suppose that isn't the first time we've had it hapPEN. ( sometimes people just drop dead. like clamor. ) And strange for them to be posed so niceLY, when the others were obviously...
( ...he closes his eyes. mmmm. )
They sound slightly more personal—or raTHER, the motive for their murder WAS. The two posed might have just been in the wrong place at the wrong TIME, and since they didn't have the qualifications the others DID, they were treated a little niCER. ( ... ) And if the one that was halved was burned the same way as the pool boDY, it's likely it was due to fire maGIC, though the number of people who know how to wield that is a little larger now than beFORE.
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[too bad they can't narrow down fire magic anymore. what a pain.]
I dunno about the halved kid, but the other two students were third years like me. [...oh] And the guy with the knife in his back had his eyes taken out, but they were still on his body.
[it was gross. to put it in the most detached way.]
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...We should find out if they had a common eneMY, or if they slighted the wrong person somehow recentLY. The use of magic implies the perpetrator is involved with the occult club run by Lucifer-san ( and our beloved late Master Clamor ) so it might not be too bad of a place to START... Though Goto-kun said they were group-learning sleep spells rather than fire magic when I questioned them last month regarding something simiLAR.
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Sure, Natsume, I'll just shake 'em awake and see what they've got to say.
[... natsume doesn't deserve that. subaru gives him an apologetic look and sighs, sinking his weight down further. sorry to your legs.]
Also, you're not going anywhere anytime soon. Natsume, with how people've been acting, you're the first one they'll think about -- even if you were sleeping, they can say "oh, maybe he was possessed again" and try and say you did it, even as a last bid sort of thing. [... maybe, maybe not... maybe they'll think better of him, maybe...] I don't want a target on your back, by the group or by whoever did this. Let us take care of it, okay?
[let me take care of it.
... he's turning his face again.]
You're gonna be more interested in the other set, anyway.
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it doubles when subaru refuses to let him join, even with... even with fine reasoning like that. not everyone knows he knows fire magic now, but there are people who do, and he hunches back against his pillows.
but. fine. the other set. natsume stays quiet for longer, just so subaru knows he's unhappy, before he opens his mouth again. )
ExPLAIN.
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... Two of our people that died up there were people you were pretty close with.
[cautious. reluctant. natsume would have his suspicions later anyway, and this is good enough reason to come out with it if it means natsume won't involve himself.]
Rikki and Sai-chan. They were found together.
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rikki and sai-chan... rika and saihara. saying they were close to him is stretching the truth but at the same time, it isn't--
he can think of people they were much closer to, after all. amami comes to mind, for one, and then he disappears when natsume wonders if either of then knew that he ■■■■■
well. it doesn't matter now. sorry to subaru, though, because without realizing it his hands have found something to grip and that happens to be subaru's hair; he forces themselves to let go, orange strands falling from his reddening fingers and his white knuckles turning back to a more living color. natsume breathes in and holds it, thinks about the warmth of rika's hands and the way she'd looked when he apologized, thinks about shuichi's one dear hope and wish that they could get through a trial without an execution at the end--that no one would have to die--selfish, for people who deserved closure, but a wish that mirrors itself in the cracks of natsume's heart.
he lets the breath go, slow and soft, and half turns to busy himself with fluffing his pillow. ) I see; you're RIGHT, I am much more interested in this ONE. Not that any loss of life is more important than the other, BUT--
( but something in his chest twists when he thinks about them, and he meticulously smooths out the wrinkles on his pillow before he turns back around, expression neutral. )
What were their condiTIONS?
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Bad, from the looks of it. Ama-chan...
[... well. ama-chan.]
I dunno the full details, 'cause I didn't get a real look at them myself, but they weren't taken apart any.
[an assurance, at least. natsume'll be able to get better details at helena's summon, so.]
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there's still light, the sun stronger than fabric, but it's dimmed now. even if it were darker, he wouldn't let it night for long. )
...That's GOOD. I'm glad Amami-kun could play guard dog over their bodies TOO. Heavens knows the little viper didn't deserve to go the way of Sena-senpai or anyTHING.
( which means nothing to subaru, who didn't see it and who hasn't been told, but if he can figure out what that means then. good for him.
natsume stays sitting up though, gripping the curtain, shoulders a tense line barely lit by the ceiling's eerie sunlight; if subaru wants him to lay down he's going to have to make him at this point. he's done with sleeping, he misses too much if he sleeps, and he's gone from overtired to overwired the instant he heard about rika and shuichi. )
I'll ask about them laTER. ( when he is ... better. he wants to right now but subaru will fuss, and he doesn't need a jock on top of him. ) It's enough to know they're both in one PIECE.
( except that it isn't. it really isn't. )
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so the redhead is gonna hate it
but subaru wraps his arms around natsume and pulls him closer, burying his face into his back. that way, at least, neither of them can see the others' expression.]
I know you're sick of resting, but will you lay with me? To be honest, I didn't get much at all last night.
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I'm not a fan of cuddLING, and I'm not tiRED—
( ...his hand wiggling stops, lips pressing together, but he'll continue to try and get subaru off of him. )
But I'll stay with you until you fall aSLEEP, and I'll be here when you wake UP.
( if he happens to get up sometime between that, that's on him. he has to pee and clean himself up and put on a new perfume and so many other little self-care things, head spinning, but he knows subaru will just get worried if he doesn't assure him he'll be around when his nap is over. )
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Promise?
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Have I ever lied to YOU?
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[... kept things from him, sure, but lied? no. he doesn't count omissions as lies; lying is looking someone directly in the eyes and telling them what they want to hear in that moment when it's not true whatsoever.]
But I wanna hear you promise me anyway, Natsume.
[that he won't wake up and be alone.]
Isn't that the least you can do for an old friend?
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I promise I'll be HERE, you big baBY. HonestLY, you're twice the shiba inu your dog IS.
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Thanks. I know it's dumb, but I... [... quieter, almost muffled into the pillow.] I don't want to find you the way Ama-chan found them.
[he's not sure what he'd do. that's why he made natsume promise.]
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