fallen snapshots

[Mahiru Koizumi] Status: Awake Affiliated with shslsurvivors

[goldanklebiter]

How is she acting so calmly..? Kuzuryuu wondered. Without a doubt she must remember who she was quarreling with before, and how that person could easily have been the one who bludgeoned her to death. She knew nothing. She knew nothing about his situation with Peko, nor did she ever see her come up from behind. The explanation will be a lot to take in for the poor girl.

Muddled by her response, he escaped his eyes from meeting hers. He couldn’t bare to torture himself making eye contact with somebody he caused the demise of. There’s nothing he could really do but discuss it. 

"You seem so calm about everything that’s going on.. That’s something I could never do.." he muttered. "Really, it’s fortunate that you ended up being alive after all.. You should cherish that, you know." he continued.

Rambling once again, he attempts to stall her from even asking about what happened. It must be done at one point, this chattering is all useless.

[photographiers]

They never got along too well, but it was almost vital for her to speak with him. "..I'm only acting this way because I feel that's the appropriate approach to this whole thing. What good would yelling do at this point?" She couldn't change the past, but that didn't mean she was content with this turn of events. Mahiru didn't want to jump to conclusions considering how much time had passed between their quarrel at the beach house and their current encounter. Naturally, she didn't know the exact amount, but she could only assume it had been quite a while--Days, weeks, maybe even months?

Similarly, she did not want to beat around the bush. What would be the purpose of that? She was never one to do that before and she wouldn't begin now. Mahiru had been informed of scarce details here and there, but it was different than talking to Kuzuryuu himself.

She paused for a few moments before speaking again: "Of course I know that. I'm appreciative of being granted another chance at all, but..--Why did it have to turn out this way?" Looking him in the eyes, she added, "You were the one threatening to kill someone from the very beginning, isn't that right? ..Then again, this whole ordeal has probably taken more of a toll on you than me. S-So, I want to hear you out, first off."

[chrisnerdwick]

By つつい

[goldanklebiter]

Kuzuryuu has acknowledged the awakening of Mahiru Koizumi, but only stood silent, even when she was present. Small bits of PTSD hit him even thinking about what happened, and what he had done to her. Even knowing he didn’t do it directly so, he was the factor of it all. Even for Peko’s.

The blonde strolled past, and noticed the redhead who he was just considering. A feeling hit his gut that he should talk to her, but it was a terrifying thought. 

Fuck it, I’m not gonna hold back now now, he thinks. Lightly shaking, he approaches the girl. Will she remember what happened? Do I have to explain it all? These are the only thoughts going through his mind.

"Sorry, I never got the chance to even speak to you when you woke up.. I.. I know I am probably the last person you’d want to talk to right now.." he stuttered.

He stopped right there. She’ll understand.

[photographiers]

Her eyes perked open upon his entrance, taking a moment to glance over him as if to confirm he were really there. He was right, in a certain sense; She wasn't particularly expecting to see him, but at the same time, it wasn't un-welcomed. Just the fact that he started off with an apology spoke quite a bit to the photographer.

She wasn't going to turn him away. That would just be ignorant. Even in tough times like this, Mahiru wouldn't go so far as to shoo someone off, especially when it seemed as if his intentions were genuine.

What happened to her on the island was instantaneous; According to deductive reasoning, it was likely her stern words towards Kuzuryuu that caused her downfall. Well..One of the factors, to say the least. Unless he was a distraction of sorts for the true culprit--After all, at the time she never saw who exactly killed her.

"No..It's fine. I'd rather discuss it out. Pushing everything aside won't solve anything." She was a firm believer in that--At any cost, the redhead wanted to talk through her problems rather than resorting to violence or merely ignoring them. Neither of those options were any good. She believed that regardless of the circumstance, even if the issue was small.

Cue a pause, raising her head up and speaking in a soft-spoken tone: "I..appreciate you coming here. I'm sure this must be a hard thing to do in the first place." And for that, she appreciated the gesture of even bothering to show up in the first place.

[photographiers]

{ It's so nice to see everyone rping and getting really in character! This group is really nice and you all seem super friendly, too. <3 I'm excited to see how everything will turn out! }

[photographiers]

First Awakening || Koizumi & Asahina

[unbrokenendeavors-blog]

When the patient only expressed being tired, Asahina let out a relieved sigh. “Good, you’re just tired.” One of their main concerns was on the well-being of their upperclassmen when they would wake up. If she remembered correctly, Koizumi suffered a swift blow to the head, a quick and painless death. They wondered, would she still feel pain there? Would she remember things slower? Do their deaths even affect how they’d wake up? Of course, the aftereffects of their comatose state were entirely unknown, so Asahina made sure to note on every reaction or possible discomfort of Koizumi’s. For now she just seemed confused, clinging to the bedsheets.

A short laugh came from her throat, even to her surprise she couldn’t tell if it was bitter or not. “It must be weird for me to say, but I…like to think we have.” She heard herself mutter, hushed as she tried to keep the tears form falling more. First one’s awake and she’s crying? Asahina steeled herself, she has to think more about how Koizumi is feeling. “Sorry, I should’ve said that first: I’m Aoi Asahina.” She managed to get out with a smile, then continued with her new addition to the intro: “I’m a member of the Future Foundation. Our goal is to rebuild the world.” We’re the ones who put you all, members of Ultimate Despair that destroyed it, on this island.

Asahina heard herself gulp, wondering if that should be disclosed so soon. As nice as honesty was, she didn’t want to make Koizumi feel anymore detached from reality with how confusing her new surroundings must be (with an inch of cautiousness now that the ‘Despair’ title came back into her head). Her feet shuffled as she explained. ”And…to take care of you guys, you and your classmates. You see?” The last words came out slower, an honest question to make sure Koizumi was following her.

The reality that she’s stuck with spilling their mission to the first awake made her more nervous. Surely someone more calm like Kirigiri or Naegi would be better at getting their words out, or a more familiar face from a fellow student she met on the island. Someone who wouldn’t look visible bothered by the situation. But Asahina gripped her hands tightly together. Focus! You are needed, and helping Koizumi and answering any questions she has are your top priority right now. she told herself, cheering herself on again. She closed her eyes and took a deep breath, hoping a new calm demeanor would help. “You can ask me anything and I’ll do my best to answer. I’m here to help.” She gave a more stable smile, putting her hand faintly on the bed sheet next to Koizumi to reassure her. Her cheeks were dryer now.

[photographiers]

Admittedly, the severe injury to the head did leave an impression on the photographer's current state. She felt a slight throbbing sensation here and there, but Koizumi wasn't one to complain about every aching pain. The odd feeling wasn't something unexpected, given her fate in the 'game.' Still, she could only assume it would be best to tell Asahina of her issues. That's one of the reasons she was there, right? But first, she wanted to get other matters sorted out first and foremost.

In a way, this girl reminded her of some of her own classmates: That caring and kind aura of hers was something to be admired. Her glance softened at the girl's gestures, clearly showing she had no ill intentions. The redhead slightly eased her grip off of the bed sheets, dropping her tensed shoulders and nodded her head as if confirming her own actions. "The Future Foundation? By the sound of all this, it seems..How do I put it..--Like something is wrong."

Koizumi stopped herself in her tracks, as if she were about to say something incorrect. She didn't want to mess up again. That was all she wanted: In her mind, no matter what, she must make up for her sins. Atone, atone, atone..'No, stay on track. You will get your opportunity.' Just the fact that she was here in the first place was a reward in itself from a certain perspective; Who would have thought she'd have been able to open her green hues to the world once more?

A clearing of the throat ensued, followed by her ensuring the two's eyes were in direct contact. Koizumi was quite keen on manners, after all. It simply wouldn't do to talk to someone without facing them straight on. "Say..How long has this organization been in existence..?" Was that too personal of a question? Was it even relevant at this point in time? She knew there was information out there she was being withheld from, but perhaps there was reasoning behind it.

[oftd]

ダンロン1･2ログ【ネタバレ有】 | うんこ

[photographiers]

She hadn't been awake for too long at that point, but just the fact that she was there to open her eyes in the first place provided more than enough room for a certain sense of celebration. No, Mahiru hardly felt everything had come to a conclusion now that she was conscious, but rather, the doors to reality were now opened and just waiting for her to explore them.

Just as before, a mixture of emotions enveloped the photographer: Guilt, fear, confusion..--She could only hope to resolve matters in an efficient method. Granted, mindless ramblings would hardly solve anything; It would take the effort of both parties to come to a proper agreement, or at least an attempt at understanding one another. Sure, perhaps she could pinpoint a few people she'd like to speak with, but was that really up to her?

[unbrokenendeavors-blog]

Sitting her on this island was already beginning to take its toll on Asahina. She was going to help rehabilitate the SHSL Despair kids with the upmost determination and was prepared to do so! Until then, she’s been trekking around the island when she’s not meant to present herself in that suit. Sometimes in it regardless, when her skin felt like it was crawling from inactivity, as if she could die. Sometimes when the memories of having sleepless nights in Hope’s Peak-more akin to a prison then-became too much, and full nights of sleeping made her feel almost guilty among everyone, especially the new members whom Asahina felt needed help as well. She’s always been susceptible to the feeling of danger around her, and reminding herself that it was over came with some doubt. Spending late nights out to clear her head among salty air and calm waves weren’t a bad hobby to have.

After this early morning’s run, and having to keep herself refreshed before someone would remind her to act dignified, Asahina opted to spend her time wisely and wander amongst the patients since she was fully awake now to handle anything, she felt. If any were awake, she’d be able to help them right when they needed it! 

Each room so far had the same look of someone sleeping, she hoped, a little disappointing but Asahina kept herself diligent. Expecting each to have that same look, opening the door to one room and seeing someone sitting up was the last thing she expected. Her shoes skidding against the ground as she stopped herself from closing the door out of habit again, staring with wide eyes at the the patient. Though she couldn’t remember her name yet, Asahina almost threw herself onto the girl, at her bedside in an instant. “Y-You’re awake!? Our first one is already awake? You’re-” She blurted out before collecting in this patient’s appearance and…not her name. Red hair, freckles, she knows she remembers it! She made a point of repeated each patient’s name three times and more when she had time to. Come on, Ma…Koi…

"Mahiru Koizumi! We’re so happy to see you awake." She finally declared what first came to her head. Before the other could so much as react, Asahina felt tears begin to well up in her eyes. The sentiments were pouring out before she could think about how she doesn’t know this girl (according to what she has left of her memory, for all she knew they could’ve been friends in Hope’s Peak too to where not remembering her name would’ve been an insult). Still this was a big deal! This girl has been fighting a hard fight, and Asahina could only be proud of that.

Truth be told, she’s had nightmares where the awakened students were still in their Despair-ridden state and would kill them, and the Future Foundation could only shake their heads at their blatant rebellion against their rules. Those thoughts seemed far away right now, with an awakened patient in front of them, Asahina wouldn’t be able to surface an inch of fear if she wanted to. But she forced herself to back a bit from the newly-awaked patient, trying to calm herself down though she still shook a bit. “Oh sorry, a-are you feeling alright? Do you need anything?” The words came out rushed as concerned clouded any other thoughts, like wondering if she was supposed to announce this to the others first.

[photographiers]

It was actually a bit coincidental she woke up quite early in the morning. Koizumi had always been an early riser; Being able to take pictures of the sunrise was definitely worth shaking herself out of bed for. The redhead rested both hands to her sides, gripping onto the blankets with a tight grasp. With a few blinks of her eyes, she diverted her attention towards the girl whom had found her in such a state, clearly surprised to see her. She took a few moments to simply stare wide-eyed, probably coming off as a bit dumb-founded. Yet, how much could one expect of a girl whom had been in a comatose-like state for who knew how long?

Admittedly, Koizumi felt a bit awe-struck upon the sight of a few tears. It was nice to know her arrival could bring about such emotions, but perhaps that was to be expected. Considering the circumstances, she did not know what was happening with her other classmates or what truly was going on around her. After all, those peaceful times on the island with everyone else were cut short very quickly. Koizumi's emotions as of present were ones of confusion, a bit of sorrow, and even a sprinkle of terror. What was she supposed to do now?

As far as she could remember, she wasn't too sure whom this girl was. Still, it was heartwarming to see she appeared to be genuinely happy for Koizumi. Back before her 'death' occurred on the island, it was obvious to see that the photographer had always been a girl unafraid to speak what was on her mind. She was always a high advocate for manners and proper etiquette, but at that moment, it wasn't the first thing to occupy her mind. She needed to sort other things out before that.

"Um, I..--I'm a bit tired, is all. Before I ask you of anything, would you..mind introducing yourself? Do I know you?" She could only hope her wording didn't come off as offensive; Even if they had met before, it wouldn't be surprising if Koizumi forgot considering her mind was still in a bit of a blur. The brunette wasn't one of the people that had initially arrived on the island with them, so what had happened to cause such unbelievable circumstances?

[photographiers]

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        ..Hm?

At this point in time, who knew how long she had been out? Was it days, weeks, months? It wasn't as if she was awake to tell such tales, really. Regardless, she began making slow and cautious movements. First by rubbing her eyes, eventually into a position where she was able to properly lean her head upwards and perhaps attempt to sit up completely. Mahiru let a tiny sigh escape her lips, ensuring that her eyes stay open so as to confirm she did not fall back down. Of course, it never hurt to rest up, but she felt now wasn't the particular moment to do so.

Her head felt foggy, but that wasn't something completely unexpected. To accompany that hefty feeling, she carried quite the amount of weight on her shoulders, including metaphorically. Both her past sins and uncertain future rested heavily upon her, dragging her down like an anchor. It was a bit painful, but running away from it would do no good whatsoever.

[photographiers]

[ Will she wake up? ]

    >YES        >NO

..It was time for Mahiru Koizumi to join the awaken once more and come out of her comatose-like state. Those bright green hues of hers were now about to snap back open--There would be no more pushing things aside. Her time has now arrived.