[ Well, weird is aimed right at her and Kaito on that board too. Congrats. Even with the emotions showing he doesn't look towards her. ]
DICE. [ He says it softly, perhaps the softest and most meaningful way he's said anything to her. ] DICE was my organisation back home. There were... [ He pauses, hesitates, then continues. ] 10 of us in total. We'd travel around pranking people, committing petty thefts to get by. We only had one real rule: no murder.
[ His mouth twitches. ] I don't know how true it is that they existed to begin with now, but the last I know of, they... [ He trails off, the more he speaks his voice becoming more void of emotion. ]
[She's got a lot of questions right off the bat, but she stays quiet, just listening. The uncertainty and hesitation she can feel isn't purely from a desire to keep this hidden from her, but it seems weirdly like he's not sure of everything himself.
Which is further confirmed by his admittance to not knowing if they existed at all. How could he not know?
But she doesn't question it right now, just gives his hand a reassuring squeeze and waits for him to continue on his own.]
They were probably killed or locked away somewhere if they were real. [ He breathes out. ] Our memories were alterated. Parts were fabricated to fit the setting. I don't even remember if I ever had parents to begin with.
DICE was my family.
[ Which is ... going to make the note left in her apartment a hell of a lot more meaninful later. ]
Saihara-chan's the only one who knows this.
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[Seeing that note later is going to break her, it's fine.
Saihara, and now her. She doesn't really know what to say to all of that, running it through her head over and over. Memories altered in this killing game thing? But why? To make them more cooperative somehow?
She continues to rub her thumb lightly over his knuckles, half in an attempt to soothe him, half as a distraction for herself.]
Thank you for telling me. [Is what she eventually goes with, her voice soft.]
He presumes making things flow better was part of it, but he doubts Shirogane ever predicted he’d take matters into his own hands either. That’s good. Fine. Whatever. ]
Don’t. I already regret it.
[ Because sharing is hard and hopefully she understands from the discomfort that comes with what he says. ]
[Miu can't help but start laughing.] It's too late now, you can't take it back.
[She shakes her head and takes a deep breath, slowly exhaling as she relaxes further.]
Should I reveal something too now? [Truths for truths. She attempts to make the situation a little lighter by adding:] It probably isn't something you should tell Momota-san. He might get scared and never talk to me again.
[ He whines in the back of his throat, shifting until he's flopped over on his front this time -- just like a child. The act is over just as quickly, if only enough that this time he turns his head towards her. ]
So it's something supernatural, huh? How'd you find out about that?
[ At least he seems to be in a sliiiightly better mood now. ]
[She lets go of his hand so he can move how he wants, then hesitates since she's not sure if she should take it up again. At length she decided not to, curling her fingers back into his sheets as she watches him.]
That he's terrified of supernatural things? I mentioned spirits rather off-hand and he looked like he'd, well, seen a ghost. The more I talked about it, the more freaked out he got-- I told hi about the possessed trees. [She closes her eyes briefly and chuckles as she remembers his face] If he ever goes into a forest again around here, I'll be honestly shocked.
[ Well his hand flops down in the middle again anyway, not reaching for her because he's not ready for that yet, but the option is there if she wants to do it again. At least he seems to be laughing at Momota's misfortune anyway. ]
When he first got here, we spent the night in a haunted house. It was a taskboard thing, but neither of us knew it was haunted only that we'd have to spend the night there to get the money.
[ He pauses. ]
Even while being scared he's the type to want to protect people, even if it's not always possible.
[Miu glances at his hand but refrains for right now, listening to him with a light smile.]
Did you actually make it through the night? Ha, I could've let you borrow my camera. [Well maybe not. That camera was the only of its kind and she's not sure she'd trust anyone else to actually use it, but...
His assessment of Kaito has her sighing a little.] He seemed that type of person... It's a little bit of a pain, huh? [But she doesn't really seem to mean it, her tone still light, if a bit exasperated.] He's really... passionate.
We did, more or less. [ He’s smiling as he says it though. ] Even when he’s terrified he’ll still try and protect you , so if there’s any trouble, run right to him, okay?
[ Completely different to what he said about Iruma. ]
[She finds it a bit curious that he tells her to go to Kaito over Shuichi, and she wonders if he's aware how much he's giving away saying things like that.
In the end it doesn't really matter though. They've gotten a bit off topic now, but she nods in agreement.] If he's got that much approval from you... Then yeah, alright. I will.
[Unless it's something supernatural. Then she's pretty sure she's better off on her own.]
Yeah, but you say I'm stupid all the time too. It's almost a term of endearment coming from you now.
[She falls quiet for a moment before muttering a soft 'oh.'] I almost forgot. I was going to tell you something before we started talking about Momota-san. [Truths for truths and all. But there's another pause, because she's not really sure how to explain it all, exactly, and it all sounds rather... Crazy. But she supposes it's no crazier than the abilities she's already been shown to have and all.]
Hmm... I told you that my being born was a death sentence for my mother, right? That wasn't an exaggeration. I have the... privilege of being a really rare... [Spec...ies? She pauses, feeling awkward because again she's not sure how to describe it and she shakes her head.] I'm what's called a 'Shadowborn.' [Another pause because that's an interesting way this place decided to translate that.
She reaches out and traces out the kanji on the back of his hand. 黄泉子. Yomiko. Child of the Underworld. It sounds like a title Gundam would come up with.]
Giving birth to one drastically reduces the mother's lifespan, but the children are always really powerful. They're born half-dead. Or, more accurately... We're 'half-ghost.' The offspring of a dead man and a living woman. [That makes it sound like her mom fucked a corpse but she's not interested in making her mother look good right now, though she does clarify:] Well, his spirit.
[A faked, lighter tone:] So, even though I shared it, maybe Momota-san doesn't have to know that. Even if it's funny when he gets scared.
You did say that before. [ He goes quiet as she explains, hand shifting to curl over hers as ahe explains. ] Is that why you wanted to find her? Because she fucked a ghost and made things difficult by leaving after?
[ Well how do you expect him to be comforting in another way? ]
Either way, Momota-chan is useless after he hears about ghosts so you should proooobably not tell him about that.
[Miu huffs, an amused if slightly exasperated noise at the language.] Yeah, I guess. [She's quiet a moment, turning her hand over to clasp his, concentrating on the slide of her fingers against his.]
...Imagine being 5 and you're just trying to sleep. You already know you can do things other people can't, that you can read minds and all the things people wish they could do when they're asked 'what superpower do you want?' But you're a little kid, and you know without a doubt that the family taking care of you is only doing so because they pity you. That they don't love you. And when you're a kid, that's all you want.
My mom left me with a friend of hers' who didn't have any powers of her own, so she couldn't help me.
[A pause, she got off track and she picks up again} So you're 5, and you're trying to sleep and someone comes into your room. You think it's your foster mom at first, but something's... off. And when you look, you see it's a woman covered in blood. Her throat's slashed. You think she's dying. She moans and yells and you flip out because, well, it's terrifying.
And even though your family comes running... They can't see her. They tell you it's a nightmare, it's your imagination but she's still there, right there, and they can't see her. They can't hear her. They can't understand.
...My mother would've understood. She saw those things too. But I grew up and couldn't talk to anyone about these things I saw, and when I tried they just called me crazy and thought I should be in a hospital so eventually I stopped trying.
[Miu closes her eyes.] So yeah. I wanted to see her so I could tell her I hated her. I wanted to know 'why.' I guess I got my answers, and I guess I can understand, a little, but... [But that doesn't make it 'okay.' She's quiet for a moment before speaking softly] Sorry. I'm talking a lot tonight.
I don’t remember anything before the game. If I had a family or anything like that. I just... remember DICE. Telling me to imagine something like that... I’d have to imagine everything you’re talking about. I already told you before what I thought about it all but you didn’t listen. But.
[ He pauses and it looks like he swallowed a lemon. ]
But I am sorry, that you saw stuff like that.
[ Which is a lot for him to say???? Don’t make him do this again. ]
[She opens her eyes, opens her mouth to respond and then sort of laughs. Her hand squeezes his lightly in gratitude.] ...Thank you.
[Because yeah, she is too.] It wasn't always bad. Sometimes I could even help them out, but... [But she would've really liked to do without it all, for sure.
There's a moment of quiet before Miu looks like she's fighting a smile.] Did it hurt? Saying something like that? You're so brave.
[ He makes an annoyed sound, twisting his face back into the pillow and it looks like he’s going to stay there, but then he’s reaching up for his pillow to smack her on the head with it. ]
Yeah, probably. [She moves with him, sitting up so she can lean over him in an attempt to pin him down, but mindful not to put her weight on him other than his arms where she's holding. She's been around enough to pick up his unease with weight on him, though she doesn't know the reason why, and frankly hasn't put a thought towards discovering it--it was simply an unspoken condition to their interactions. Another way her sixth sense was aiding her.
She tries to look appropriately apologetic and melodramatic] Unless you get the shot, of course. We could try, but I fear it might be too late. [She looks away briefly to glance around he room and adds:] Can I keep the canoe? [You know, when you're dead and all.]
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DICE. [ He says it softly, perhaps the softest and most meaningful way he's said anything to her. ] DICE was my organisation back home. There were... [ He pauses, hesitates, then continues. ] 10 of us in total. We'd travel around pranking people, committing petty thefts to get by. We only had one real rule: no murder.
[ His mouth twitches. ] I don't know how true it is that they existed to begin with now, but the last I know of, they... [ He trails off, the more he speaks his voice becoming more void of emotion. ]
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Which is further confirmed by his admittance to not knowing if they existed at all. How could he not know?
But she doesn't question it right now, just gives his hand a reassuring squeeze and waits for him to continue on his own.]
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DICE was my family.
[ Which is ... going to make the note left in her apartment a hell of a lot more meaninful later. ]
Saihara-chan's the only one who knows this.
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Saihara, and now her. She doesn't really know what to say to all of that, running it through her head over and over. Memories altered in this killing game thing? But why? To make them more cooperative somehow?
She continues to rub her thumb lightly over his knuckles, half in an attempt to soothe him, half as a distraction for herself.]
Thank you for telling me. [Is what she eventually goes with, her voice soft.]
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He presumes making things flow better was part of it, but he doubts Shirogane ever predicted he’d take matters into his own hands either. That’s good. Fine. Whatever. ]
Don’t. I already regret it.
[ Because sharing is hard and hopefully she understands from the discomfort that comes with what he says. ]
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[She shakes her head and takes a deep breath, slowly exhaling as she relaxes further.]
Should I reveal something too now? [Truths for truths. She attempts to make the situation a little lighter by adding:] It probably isn't something you should tell Momota-san. He might get scared and never talk to me again.
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So it's something supernatural, huh? How'd you find out about that?
[ At least he seems to be in a sliiiightly better mood now. ]
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That he's terrified of supernatural things? I mentioned spirits rather off-hand and he looked like he'd, well, seen a ghost. The more I talked about it, the more freaked out he got-- I told hi about the possessed trees. [She closes her eyes briefly and chuckles as she remembers his face] If he ever goes into a forest again around here, I'll be honestly shocked.
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When he first got here, we spent the night in a haunted house. It was a taskboard thing, but neither of us knew it was haunted only that we'd have to spend the night there to get the money.
[ He pauses. ]
Even while being scared he's the type to want to protect people, even if it's not always possible.
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Did you actually make it through the night? Ha, I could've let you borrow my camera. [Well maybe not. That camera was the only of its kind and she's not sure she'd trust anyone else to actually use it, but...
His assessment of Kaito has her sighing a little.] He seemed that type of person... It's a little bit of a pain, huh? [But she doesn't really seem to mean it, her tone still light, if a bit exasperated.] He's really... passionate.
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[ Completely different to what he said about Iruma. ]
He’s an idiot though.
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In the end it doesn't really matter though. They've gotten a bit off topic now, but she nods in agreement.] If he's got that much approval from you... Then yeah, alright. I will.
[Unless it's something supernatural. Then she's pretty sure she's better off on her own.]
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Approval might be pushing it a bit, Hinasaki-chan. Didn’t you hear me say he was an idiot?
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[She falls quiet for a moment before muttering a soft 'oh.'] I almost forgot. I was going to tell you something before we started talking about Momota-san. [Truths for truths and all. But there's another pause, because she's not really sure how to explain it all, exactly, and it all sounds rather... Crazy. But she supposes it's no crazier than the abilities she's already been shown to have and all.]
Hmm... I told you that my being born was a death sentence for my mother, right? That wasn't an exaggeration. I have the... privilege of being a really rare... [Spec...ies? She pauses, feeling awkward because again she's not sure how to describe it and she shakes her head.] I'm what's called a 'Shadowborn.' [Another pause because that's an interesting way this place decided to translate that.
She reaches out and traces out the kanji on the back of his hand. 黄泉子. Yomiko. Child of the Underworld. It sounds like a title Gundam would come up with.]
Giving birth to one drastically reduces the mother's lifespan, but the children are always really powerful. They're born half-dead. Or, more accurately... We're 'half-ghost.' The offspring of a dead man and a living woman. [That makes it sound like her mom fucked a corpse but she's not interested in making her mother look good right now, though she does clarify:] Well, his spirit.
[A faked, lighter tone:] So, even though I shared it, maybe Momota-san doesn't have to know that. Even if it's funny when he gets scared.
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You did say that before. [ He goes quiet as she explains, hand shifting to curl over hers as ahe explains. ] Is that why you wanted to find her? Because she fucked a ghost and made things difficult by leaving after?
[ Well how do you expect him to be comforting in another way? ]
Either way, Momota-chan is useless after he hears about ghosts so you should proooobably not tell him about that.
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...Imagine being 5 and you're just trying to sleep. You already know you can do things other people can't, that you can read minds and all the things people wish they could do when they're asked 'what superpower do you want?' But you're a little kid, and you know without a doubt that the family taking care of you is only doing so because they pity you. That they don't love you. And when you're a kid, that's all you want.
My mom left me with a friend of hers' who didn't have any powers of her own, so she couldn't help me.
[A pause, she got off track and she picks up again} So you're 5, and you're trying to sleep and someone comes into your room. You think it's your foster mom at first, but something's... off. And when you look, you see it's a woman covered in blood. Her throat's slashed. You think she's dying. She moans and yells and you flip out because, well, it's terrifying.
And even though your family comes running... They can't see her. They tell you it's a nightmare, it's your imagination but she's still there, right there, and they can't see her. They can't hear her. They can't understand.
...My mother would've understood. She saw those things too. But I grew up and couldn't talk to anyone about these things I saw, and when I tried they just called me crazy and thought I should be in a hospital so eventually I stopped trying.
[Miu closes her eyes.] So yeah. I wanted to see her so I could tell her I hated her. I wanted to know 'why.' I guess I got my answers, and I guess I can understand, a little, but... [But that doesn't make it 'okay.' She's quiet for a moment before speaking softly] Sorry. I'm talking a lot tonight.
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[ He pauses and it looks like he swallowed a lemon. ]
But I am sorry, that you saw stuff like that.
[ Which is a lot for him to say???? Don’t make him do this again. ]
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[Because yeah, she is too.] It wasn't always bad. Sometimes I could even help them out, but... [But she would've really liked to do without it all, for sure.
There's a moment of quiet before Miu looks like she's fighting a smile.] Did it hurt? Saying something like that? You're so brave.
Wtf is that gag tag
Don’t be gross.
the TRUTH
Wha- Hey! How is that 'gross'? Are you afraid of emotion-cooties? [she sits up, grappling for the pillow she'd been using to return fire.]
Kills u
A BODY HAS BEEN DISCOVERED.... AGAIN.
Isn't it a little too late to worry about that? You're already infected!
good
[ He twists to roll back and away from her. ]
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She tries to look appropriately apologetic and melodramatic] Unless you get the shot, of course. We could try, but I fear it might be too late. [She looks away briefly to glance around he room and adds:] Can I keep the canoe? [You know, when you're dead and all.]
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Hinasaki-chan, I haven’t even been gone for a minute and you’re already claiming my most prized possession?
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idr if i said spoilers before so hardcore spoilers now
smh maybe i didn't want to be spoiled??
Oh my god KILLS YOU
help help i'm being oppressed
u will,be!!
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