Lets fly~

"Please remember: if you need me, I will be your wings~"

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Permanently Grounded

At the bear’s chilling words, students began to emerge from their rooms and hesitantly search the city, no one entirely sure they wanted to believe that they were true. Somewhere within this dome, the body of one of their own classmates was hidden, and the life of that corpse was taken by someone else among them. It seemed too gruesome to be a reality.

Some students looked briefly at one another as they searched, some attempted to look for their own friends before beginning the search, to ensure that they were not the one who had been killed, but time was of the essence, and few were willing to simply stand around and wait for their friends to show up. No one wanted to find this corpse, wherever it was. No one wanted to know who they had lost. But with so few buildings to explore, it was only a matter of time before someone found it.

The solemn, tense silence of the city was suddenly and horrifically shattered by the sounds of screaming, originating from the upstairs area of the casino.

*♪♪DING DONG DING DONG♪♪*

“A body has been discovered! Please report to the Casino Buffet!”

MonokumAI’s voice sounded over the speakers of the city, and everyone’s tablets once again buzzed with the chilling notification. Students felt their stomachs collectively drop, as many of them rushed to find the source of the sound. The dread in the air was palatable.

In the buffet of the casino, stood Katsuo and Timothy, the two of them having been the unfortunate souls to have stumbled across a scene that most among them would have never expected to see in their lifetimes. 

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Secret shames||Dimitri||Motive reaction|| Closed for Hime

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shsl-himechan:

Oof it was a good thing that this kid was super duper adorable! Because besides from sharing a secret with Hime - which she really wasn’t looking forward to, he also sounded like–

“…a pervert….”

She noticed her slip up and giggled a bit. He did admit that he didn’t see anything and did do his best to cover his eyes. But a pervert is a pervert… How do you accidentally do any of that?

“Sorry, sorry, sorry for the slip up! Hime’s really not in the best of moods right now!! And perverts are the absolute worst!”

That… didn’t really sound too much like an apology, but she was trying! Also, should an idol admit to not being in a good mood? Oh, that didn’t matter! She would just have to do her best to make up for it!!

“Nice to meet you though! I’m Hime, otherwise known as H!MECH@N, and I’m the Super High School Level Net Idol!”

She did her best to maintain her smile and even reached out her hand for a handshake! It wasn’t everyday that she actually did that.

“But about that super secret, Hime doesn’t think you should worry too much about that! Hime’s not mad at you! You did good to apologize, right? And you didn’t mean it right? So Hime thinks it’s super duper cool that you were able to fix it all!”

After a little handshake she moved her hand to pat his head. 

“As for looking down at you…”

“Hime has no choice since you’re shorter and super cute!!”

“H-hey. I’m not a pervert. Zere was a part during a race where my plane wing was clipped. I had no control of ze aircraft and well...I’ve been so embarrassed since I refuse to fly anywhere near cities. Z-zats not fair.”

The boy shook a little in response to this. He couldn’t help it: not after being so passionate with his story of that one time. Even now, he still had awkward dreams leading back to that one day. And anyway; why would he want to see some stranger in the nude anyway? Such time could be better spent fixing airplanes or fidgeting with a good gadget. 

The boy sighed for a moment. Hime did respond positively, but he was worried that his name was forever tarnished by this point. Well, whatever; He wasn’t someone really famous or important anyhow. Even if he were, the whole reason behind his big talk was to get other people to come together as a group and find a means to leave this place. Monokuma be darned!

“A-ah, Nice to meet you too, Miss Hime. And yes, I did apologize...”

Hime’s last comment was very surprising though. He hadn’t expected her to turn his words around on him like that, but it worked. It made him giggle a bit actually. Miss Hime was certainly a charming lady. With someone like her by anyone’s side, surely they would be brimming with hope and happiness. Together, they could make the group excited to work together to bring about another solution to these dark times and circumstances. 

“I guess zat I really am pretty short, aren’t I? But just you wait, Miss Hime~ One day I’ll be big and strong just like you! So lets all get out of here safe so I can prove myself right, ok? Well, not just for that of course, hehe~”

He really would get bigger darn it. Being a small Austrian boy at 4′11″ was daunting in a world where Japanese boys and girls were often taller than him also. Still, he wouldn’t let that get him down! No way. 

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No Less Luminous | Motive Reaction

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firefly-dreams:

No matter how she put it, nothing could fully describe the liberation Hotaru felt at letting it all loose. There was something so…divine about not bearing the weight of something she didn’t think deserved to be kept as a secret anyway. The only thing that limited her was that— and it was better than anything to cut her burdens away, to fly like the Firefly she was meant to be— with wings as light as her soul was now.

She was a schizophrenic. So what? She was no less human, no more broken than anyone else in the world. If others treated her differently based on one little thing, that was their problem.

Not hers.

Hotaru inhaled, letting the cool oxygen rush through her respiratory systems, holding onto it for as long as she felt like before finally exhaling. The air felt cleaner. The world felt lighter. Her entire body felt limitless.

It was like magic. True, true magic— not an illusion cleverly conducted as a show of what could be, not a simple sleight of hand trick or deception of the eyes, and certainly not a lie. Freedom from judgement, freedom from guilt or hatred…this was the truest magic of all, better than any witch’s spell or magic ritual.

Still, the little bubble of magic that seemed to envelop her seemed to open up to a new passenger.

Hotaru looked at her new compatriot. A short, Austrian boy with green eyes that glittered like little olive stars, with a disheveled mass of red hair partially tucked beneath some well-crafted goggles. He wore a docile smile, and every part of him seemed to radiate joy and admiration. There was no malice or hostility, just…a sweet coalescent product of genuineness and benevolence. He wasn’t going to hurt her. He wasn’t going to snicker about her eccentricities or whisper about how strange she was.

He was a fellow Seer of Light— someone who witnessed the beauties of the world and paid little mind to the mars.

“Thank you so much,” Hotaru chimed, all of her over-enthusiastic behavior melting into an embarrassed kind of flattery— a good kind. “It was really scary to admit, but…the situation calls for truth above feeling, and if my story saves a life, then I’ll bear what happens with joy.” She smiled sweetly, her eyes lighting up at Dimitri’s offer. “Ahhh! Tri-tan, I’m so happy you’d want to be friends! I would love that!”

The illusionist had never looked so happy.

Dimitri smiled even brighter, if that was even possible. Just the fact that he had someone else to befriend here was enough. They would definitely make it out alive, all of them. Everyone here were classmates who cared for each other, after all. Why wouldn’t they?  {x}

“Of course. I wouldn’t want to alienate a fellow classmate, would I? We’re supposed to be zere for each other, no matter how far we stray from ze classroom. I truly believe zat if we stand together, we’ll get out of this ok. Ze bear can go stand in a corner and think about what he’s done!”  Of course, there was a lot more to it than that, but Dimitri didn’t want to make his conversation go dark. He might upset his new friend like that and that was the last thing he wanted. Silently, Dimitri looked up at Hotaru, so glad that he made another wonderful person smile. Hopefully he could help make everyone smile like that.  “My secret...is very embarrassing, but I don’t mind sharing it. Ah...I accidentally crashed my plane near a bath house. I promise I covered my eyes ze whole time after ze crash though. I...I didn’t want to upset anyone or seem like a pervert so I called my grandfather to pick me up. Zis is...why I fly in ze countryside from now on.” There was an embarrassed laugh that escaped Dimitri’s lips as his face flushed red once more. He covered his face at reliving such an embarrassing moment. Although it was something that was long over, he hoped Hotaru wouldn’t think any less of him. It was nasty, wasn’t it? Shouldn’t he feel ashamed?  “A-ah...you don’t find me nasty, do you? Like I said, zis was an accident. Ze left wing of my plane was clipped und zere was nowhere else to land. A-also I made sure I didn’t hurt anyone.”

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Secret shames||Dimitri||Motive reaction|| Closed for Hime

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shsl-himechan:

She didn’t get very far before the voice of someone announcing their little secret was heard. Of course Hime had done her best to just zone the girl out. Secrets were secrets and she didn’t need anymore of them. 

Of course this place was super plotting against her because someone - a very adorable someone - had walked up to her and asked to share his… shame?

“Sharing shame…?”

Well that was a new word in Hime’s vocabulary, but back to the matter at hand… It was good that the foreigner was at least asking instead of forcing a secret on her. Oh and his little face didn’t seem very happy at all! Hime, having pride in her title, couldn’t let that little face stay sour any longer!!

“If it’ll make Goggles-san feel better, then Hime will listen to what you have to say!! So please no, no, no more frowns! Smiles, help people too!” 

There was something warm about how Hime spoke to Dimitri. Not only was she a gorgeous lady: She was positive-a trait he normally shared. This was the kind of girl whom Dimitri would love being classmates with. Of course, most folks here were super nice. He was truly blessed to have such fellow classmates, despite the dim situation. 

“Really? Y-you promise not to look down on me? That you won’t be mad at me? I didn’t do zis on purpose, I swear!”

He looked up at the girl with a most innocent expression. Dimitri’s cheeks were flushed pink as he began to speak up. Hopefully she wouldn’t think he was a total perv! But, before he spoke, Dimitri realized they never really introduced each other, so here went nothing!

“H-hello. My name is Dimitri Averin a-and um....once I accidentally crashed near ze girl’s side of a bath house. I was so embarrassed when I realized ze truth, I covered mein eyes until I found a tree to hide behind. Zen, I called my grandfather to pick me up. I promise you though: I never peeped on a single person zere! Zis...would be disrespectful.”

The boy looked up at Hime then, his cheeks still burning red from pure embarrassment.Hopefully she wouldn’t hate him for this, even if the girl didn’t really know Dimitri yet. 

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No Less Luminous | Motive Reaction

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akedocitydespair:

It was amazing, she couldn’t help but think, how the thought came to mind.

Normally, being presented with such a grave threat would add another fracture in her slowly shattering glass frame. The idea of her darkest mysteries coming to light before an audience she hadn’t even had the chance to introduce herself to— it was…quite simply, terrifying. It was a stage fright unknown to man. It was undesirable and should have been something only conjured through the wildest of nightmares.

But here she was, among a myriad of panicked friends, staring at their black and white captor.

Hotaru didn’t necessarily…want to do this. The depths of her heart sang a warning song— a choir of her conscience. And the illusionist was well aware of the reception she would undergo. She knew that she was unveiling something she had tried for years to keep under wraps…

…but if it saved lives? So be it.

“Friends,” she chimed as she stepped before her classmates, smiling out at them despite it all. The faintest prick of tears bubbled at the edges of her eyelids, threatening to spill down her cheeks at any moment. “I would never ask this of you to reciprocate, but I seek to paint a better future for us all. Your decisions are yours to keep…but I think it’s best if I tell my secret here and now. If it prevents another person from dropping among our ranks? I’ll learn to live.”

The illusionist smiled once again, soaking in the confusion of her class…and likely that of the world outside their newfound prison. She was being naive, true— but Hotaru was naive, and she wasn’t wholly convinced it was a detriment.

She called it…encompassing optimism, instead. It sounded nicer.

“The secret I assume MonokumAI intends to spread in my case is…not a happy one, and I pray you would still your judgements.” She said pitifully, afraid to move her eyes away from her classmates. “…I was diagnosed with schizophrenia at the age of eleven, and it is my inspiration to pursue illusionism. I see it as…a love letter. A love letter to the piece of me that conjures up things no one else can experience. I am more than my illness, but I won’t run from it— anymore.”

She let out a low sob, brushing tears away from her face.

“I’m not ashamed…the only reason I hide it away is the fear of people who won’t take me seriously. I ask that you all remember that I am a person too. I can sense things that no one else can, and my goal in life is to introduce what I can see and hear and smell and feel to you all.” She smiled even wider. “I’m not broken. I’m not a danger to any of you. Just know that…I’m the same as you.”

She felt…like a butterfly. Her wings weighed nothing, unburdened by any threat or horror— and she was free to fly. She could stop hiding.

Hotaru Azamaku was tired of hiding. It would never help her in a city of despair. She wouldn’t run, she wouldn’t hide, she wouldn’t harm or hurt anything in this world—

Life was precious. And the Violet Firefly would do anything to make sure it wasn’t wasted.

Dimitri smiled up at the girl who spoke her secret out loud. who couldn’t be proud of someone who spilled those beans? This was a dangerous and uncertain city of which they currently were trapped in. It was hard to figure out what would happen to them all next, but Dimitri had hope that they would be ok. Especially with strong people like Hotaru around. 

“You’re so strong, miss! I hope you know zis. Perhaps an inspiration amongst us all, you know? Perhaps even a leader to us all!”

Dimitri offered a small bow at the girl before him, his smile unwavering and warm. Even if things seemed dark, there were those among him who wouldn’t waver. And why should they? As fellow students, they should be there for each other, right? This was something he couldn’t help but truly believe with all of his heart. As he walked ever closer to her, Dimitri looked the girl up and down with interest. 

“You’re a strong soul. I hope zat we can learn from each other, despite all of zis, you know? I just hope zat you won’t judge me too harshly either. Of course, I would never judge you. I wish for us all to stay strong together, you know? To show zis bear zat we’re stronger zan he thinks!”

“My name is Dimitri Averin, by the way. Do you want to be friends? Comrades in arms?”

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Secret shames||Dimitri||Motive reaction|| Closed for Hime

The aviator held his hands  to his face upon hearing all of this. Why would anyone do this to them? They were all good kids. Was it for some twisted scare value? He did his very best to hold back tears and surprisngly succeeded. What good would it do anyway?  A moment passed and another. Soon, the aviator came up with an idea of sorts. He walked up to the nearest person (Who turned out to be Hime) and offered a concerned smile. Would this thought process help anyone? It was worth a try, if nothing else. He really wanted to help ease the tension, especially considering the fact that what he did was so miniscule, he would never kill over it. 

“U-um: excuse me. Miss? Do you think zat, if I share my shame, it might help some people? I definitely….I definitely would not kill over zis. I want to help, but I don’t know how.”

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Fox And The Hound | Katsuo | Chapter 1 | Closed for Dimitri

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shslfennecfox:

At Dimitri’s adorkable smile, Katsuo made an effort to relax, still holding the boy’s hand, but he stopped squeezing it as hard as he been. Shit, he thought to himself, he couldn’t let Dimitri see he could stand him, or else it’d be his weakness!

“Kind?” The smaller boy repeated, giving a puzzled expression. “That’s a first. Usually people have already punched me at this point. It’s weird..” He looked away, continuing this lead towards his hotel room. “Don’t'cha wanna spit at me or something? Break my arm, make it hurt? ‘Cause if you don’t by now, that’d be a fucking first. No ones withstood me this long.”

Katsuo opened his room door, letting go of the others hand so he could get some supplies. It wasn’t much, besides meal worms, a portable cage-type structure, and mat. Hearing Dimitris comment, he chuckled, blushing a little at the boy’s attempt to seem strong.

“Hold it back there, Hercules. If y’ could just, carry this..” He handed the cage to him. It was relatively small, but made of metal, so it weighed a good 10 pounds or so. After that, he ushered the other out and let Penny out of his bag, letting her run around the lounge as they headed towards Dimitri’s dorm.

“You know, Tori-kun.” He began, staring up at the ceiling. “You’re pretty tolerable, unlike the rest of these idiots.”

Dimitri chuckled a little at Katsuo’s response. He could see why some folks might not like him, but it was oddly part of the boys charm.  “You’re kinder than you know. However, zey say zat you are ze worst judge of yourself. I think zis is how the saying goes? Anyway, I couldn’t agree with it more. And of course I wouldn’t want to do zat to you. Why....would I?”  While he said this, Dimitri’s chest fluttered ever so slightly. His cheeks flushed a bit too. Why was this? Hopefully Katsuo wouldn’t notice. Probably would seem like...weakness to him, right? Dimitri nodded and grasped the cage for Katsuo. He was so glad to be of help here, honestly. They kept walking on to his room, where they were sure to have a fun night of hanging out and chatting.  “Thank you, Katsuo! Zat really means a lot. I’m glad I’ve found such a shining beacon here, despite the darkness zat surrounds us.”  The night was nice once they made it to Dimitri’s room. The boy was well stocked with snacks, paper, puzzles and much more! Surely, whatever they did the rest of the night, they would have fun. 

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Fox And The Hound | Katsuo | Chapter 1 | Closed for Dimitri

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shslfennecfox:

“Yeah…” Katsuo drew out his little comment, making sure not to mention the recently departed of their classmates. Though he’d love to poke and prod at that corpse, maybe even crack a few jokes, he’d wait til he was alone, to keep from scaring the boy next to him. Having an ally was good, but he had to keep it mind: that’s all Dimitri was. An ally. A person he would only keep around for his use, not to get attached to. Not to keep safe. Not to protect. Not to…not to grow fond of. 

Staying silent for a moment, the boy peered down at their conjoined hands and noticeably flinched, now seeming unsure of his adamant action. Dammit! He was tricked, this kid got him before he could notice. Now he had to play babysitter, and keep Dimitri from crying. Well, it did help he was more tolerable than the other numskulls here, but that didn’t mean he’d get special treatment!

But then, the free food was offered. Weeeeellll, he was already accompanying the aviator, so it didn’t hurt….as long as he did it for the food….and not for….the company…!

“Sounds good t’ me.” The redhead announced, gently tugging Dimitri along towards the hotel. “We’d need t’ stop by my room to get stuff for Penny.” Somehow, he appeared excited, a rare emotion these days.

Dimitri noticed the boy twitching and cocked his head to the side. Had he...done something wrong? He offered Katsuo a small, but confused smile though. How could he not? They were going to have a fun sleepover! Now if only they had a tv to watch movies together or something. If they did, Dimitri may have offered to watch anime with Katsuo or something. 

“Thank you for speaking zis time with me, Katsuo. You’re one of the kindest people I have met, you know? And so is Penny.”

He really, meant that and offered as much sincerity as one small boy could muster. Dimitri offered a hand to pat Penny’s head at first too, when Katsuo went ahead and dragged him along. Yeah, a sleepover wouldn’t happen if they just stood there, now would it? Though, that would be fine too. Already, because Katsuo was there, the aviator was surely feeling more at ease. His heart was even fluttering a little, but that was a feeling he wouldn’t dare mention. Such a thing wouldn’t be ‘manly’, would it?

“Is zere...anything I can help you carry from your room? I may not look like much, but I really do have strong upper body strength! Even if it’s a heavy metal cage or whatever, you can count on me, ok?”

As if to prove a point, Dimitri flexed an arm. Wow, what a nerd. And he was doing this as they were walking too? Thanks, Dimitri.

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Self control doesn't exist!!||Dimitri and Tim||Closed

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shslclassicalpoet:

Once they’d shaken hands, Timothy turned half his attention to the machine as he began to put his (first) five credits into it. Wide eyed, he made a playful face in the boy’s direction while it whirred to life. 

“Of course Dimitri; we must find the very best prizes ol’ Gacha has to offer! Nothing weird about that!”

Moments later, a cannister filled with orange paint-balls fell down with a hard “thunk”. Now, Timothy would be lying if he said he was more interested in that than the pens, but even still, he held the gun-less paint spheres high into the air with both hands - the treasure was his!

“And obviously…we can’t stop now! We mustn’t leave until we’ve all we could possibly carry!”

Dimitri jumped up and down out of excitement. His very heart pounded in anticipation for the gifts Tim might get from this machine! He was more so pumped over the fact that he had a friend to enjoy each others spoils with. Just because the situation here seemed gloomy, after all, didn’t mean that they had to be sad all the time, right? 

“We can do it, Tim-kun~ Lets have buckets of items!!!!”

Dimitri giggled as he said this, his excitement unwavering as Tim put his credits in. Would they open their prizes while with each other? That would be super cool as well! Dimitri waited patiently for his turn, hoping Tim got something super cool. 

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masae-atoshi:

Perhaps this morning wasn’t so bad after all. She willingly gave the board to Dimitri without problem, urging him to write something back. As he finished, she took back the board with a bit more energy than before. She then spun her book around so that the sudoku puzzles would face Dimitri. A sweet smile appeared on her face, and then she looked down to read.

These types of conversations always excited her. She loved puzzles, and the only thing she loved more than that was sharing them with others. She quickly wrote a response and then put the board back down on the table. Her hands dug into her bag again, taking out another book- though this time its contents were a bit different than her sudoku book, it seemed. She placed the book underneath her board, but her attention was interrupted when she remembered why Dimitri came here in the first place. Looking off to the side, scanning the cafe they were in, Masae made a pensive face. Before giving him back the board, she went ahead and wrote one more thing.

It was passed along to the boy on the other side of the table, along with the new book she placed beneath it.

✎ [ I love puzzles!! I’m the SHSL Speedcuber, so I love solving things! I love video games with puzzles… and sudoku, and nonograms… I’ve tried crosswords before but I’m not really good at them… my sister is better at those. I also really like jigsaw puzzles too, those are a lot of fun and they’re really relaxing, I think… I wonder if we can find any in Akedo City! How about yours!! What puzzles do you like? ]

✎ [ Didn’t you want to get some coffee? I can wait here if you want to get some… we can do some sudoku puzzles together if you want! ]

Beneath the board was the book- full of nonograms. Flipping through, there are a few that are completed, but it seems like this is a rather new book. While Masae was waiting for Dimitri to write back, her hand inched towards one of the blue gel pens. She picked it up, along with a light pink one. Bringing them close to her face, she inspected them in silence, not really using them just yet, but just admiring them instead.

Dimitri nodded and walked over to go get some coffee. He was thankful for Masae reminding him. How could he forget when he came here for that very reason in the first place? Quickly, he fixed the cup of joe, not even bothering to put any sugar or creamer in the stuff. Honestly, why should he when a good cup of coffee tasted swell without it? In a man’s world, coffee tasted perfect just black! Though, he imagined it might surprised folks to know that he drank coffee just like this.  When he came back, Dimitri borrowed the board and wrote a few more things.  I would very much love to work on puzzles with you~ Nothing helps with staying alert than a good puzzle, correct?  Dimitri opened his collection of gel pens and held out the case, just so Masae could take her pick. He much enjoyed these pens, but who wouldn’t enjoy them? They were colorful and oh so very shiny as well! 

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Fox And The Hound | Katsuo | Chapter 1 | Closed for Dimitri

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shslfennecfox:

“I have bigger things to fear that aren’t related to ripoff Las Vegas and a dual-toned bear with a weird agenda.” Saying it, it did sound like his life was some horrific nightmare. But, knowing his past, he was telling the truth. 

As they stood outside, Katsuo’s laid-back facade was starting to wither. If it wasn’t for his interest in Dimitri, he probably would’ve bailed and had another date with the 34 chicken fingers calling his name. He held onto the other’s hand, making sure to keep a tight enough grip so that Dimitri stayed grounded.

“There’s exceptions to the manliness rule.” He interjected, voice unsure and making it up as he went. “We’ll let this slide, ‘kay? I’m sure the manly-gods, or whatever, don’t mind this one thing.”

“Do what I do.” Finally, his voice sounded normal. Confident…sly, maybe even a little weathered. “Don’t be the hero, it doesn’t get you anywhere. We jus’ gotta…mind our own businesses. People can fend for themselves, and if they can’t, well..” He gazes back at the building behind him. “….we’ll deal with it then.” 

As the topic switched, Katsuo stared, dumbfounded at the favor that was asked of him. Big emerald eyes stared up at Dimitri, digesting this new, foreign assignment. A new feeling grew inside him, that he’d yet to label.

“Y-your room…..or mine?” 

For the first time within these boys interaction, Katsuo looked genuinely…

…..terrified?!

Dimitri eased up a little when Katsuo spoke. Maybe he was calming the small pilot boy down a little? He stopped shivering as much and just took a few small quiet breaths. He could smell the fresh air around him. Could still feel Katsuo’s fingers laced in his own. It wasn’t a familiar feeling, but Dimitri hoped it could one day be familiar. That blanket of security that helped him feel a little more or less grounded, given their frightening situation.  Wait, Katsuo had worse? What kind of life had he led? Dimitri felt it wasn’t polite to pry. Not now, at least, when the boy barely knew much about Katsuo yet. There were things he learned, sure, but, the aviator figured it would be brought up in good time. Anyway, was it really his business?

“You’re probably right. I mean, someone just...”

...Died? Well, Dimitri didn’t want to go into detail, talking about that. In fact, he wanted to forget about it altogether. Couldn’t they just do that? That would be super nice. Yes please. 

“My room zen? I have a lot of tasty snacks and some Austrian Chocolates! I would be more zen happy to share with you.”

Candy makes everything better. Probably. Honestly, Dimitri just wanted to eat a handful of chocolates right now. That is what he normally did in stressful situations. Was it bad for him to do this? But it didn’t matter. His adolescent metabolism let him surprisingly get away with a lot of his terrible eating habits. 

“We can stop by your room if you wish to get anything though!”

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masae-atoshi:

As Dimitri took the board and wrote his response, Masae visibly relaxed, and even took the time to look out the window, at the city below. The attention was only there for a short time, as her eyes moved back to her hands, frowning at the bandaids all over her fingers. She glanced back at the student for a moment, realizing he had finished writing. The board was taken back with a tired smile.

She frowned at his accusation. Lonely? Masae? :) Ridiculous… she was just… spending time with herself. Yeah. (She sighed, knowing that no matter how hard she tried to trick herself into thinking that, it wouldn’t ever be true.)

She erased the board and looked back up at Dimitri. Her right hand gestured a bit to the chair in front of her, but she still didn’t say anything. Hopefully he’d get the hint. Masae quickly wrote back her reply and flipped the board over to him. Her smile was a bit more genuine, and there was a little bit more excitement in her face.

✎ [ I’m Masae Atoshi!! I don’t really like coffee, and I don’t feel like eating right now either, but I would love to share some time with you if that’s okay. I don’t think we’ve talked yet! ]

✎ [ and I just didn’t want to lock myself up in my room.. I didn’t think anyone would come up here, but I just wanted a place with not a lot of people so I could do some puzzles and distract myself! ]

She also pushed forward her sudoku book a bit, pointing at the grids on the page.

Dimitri took the offered seat and read what Masae had to say. When he read and saw what she was mentioning, Dimitri got very excited. He played such puzzle games all the time at his farm with grandpa! A small wave of homesickness came over him, but it faded soon after. He had someone he could maybe play these things with here, should she be so inclined.  Dimitri then pointed at the board and gave the girl a questioning expression. As if to ask if he could use it once more after she was done. While originally, Dimitri had planned to get himself some coffee, by this point, he was too interested in hanging out with Masae to bother. Would he get a caffeine headache later? Probably, but right now, he simply did not care. The aviator would cross that path when he came to it. For now, the company was more than simply welcome!

{I would love to keep you company, Miss Masae! And you like puzzles too?! I play them with my grandpa a lot. But I understand not wanting to be around a lot of people. Um, what are your favorite puzzles?}

Dimitri took a closer look at the Sudoku book as he sat there. He seemed so excited to get a chance to use it with his newfound friend. Eagerly, Dimitri pulled out a piece of paper and some gel pens also. He then put it in the middle of the table too, as if to say ‘please use these also if you’d like!’

[akedocitydespair]

Self control doesn't exist!!||Dimitri and Tim||Closed

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shslclassicalpoet:

Following the chaos that last evening was, Timothy decided to head to the casino to try to get his mind off of things. Everything seemed so much more empty than it had just yesterday, even though there was - almost - the same number of people. As he walked into the main games room, he noticed a red haired boy looking rather dejected by the Gacha machine. After standing and watching him for a couple of minutes, it was time to act. The poet decided to approach him, in an attempt to comfort him.

“Hello there!” He spoke in a hushed tone, as to not take him by surprise. “I see you’ve been trying to get some prizes?” With a kind smile, he held out his hand to shake. “The name’s Timothy McAllister, nice to meet you.” 

Looking around, he noticed a few items scattered on the ground that had likely just been pulled from the machine. “Mind if I have a play?”

Dimitri found himself turning to face the boy with glasses, who addressed him. He hadn’t expected anyone to be headed for the Gacha machines right now, honestly. Then again, they were fun, weren’t they? The prizes he gained so far? Absolutely phenomenal! 

“Timothy-kun, zen? Hallo there! My name is Dimitri Averin! A very nice meeting you too!”

Dimitri shook the hand offered to him and kept that enthusiastic smile. Afterwards, he turned to look at the direction of which Tim was staring and grasped his first few items. These were a 24 pack of gel pens and a Koi Pendant! What adorable starts to this whole thing!

“But of course! Do you mind if I keep you company for a time? Zis wouldn’t be odd, would it?”

[akedocitydespair]

notation [ masae | dimitri ]

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masae-atoshi:

Masae couldn’t deny that she was a little afraid as the red-haired boy walked into the cafe- and started to move directly towards her. She tried to keep calm, but her shaky hands stopped filling in the little boxes in her book, and instead she ended up turning her entire head towards him. Her heart was racing, and she held her breath until…

He started talking. Masae let out a slow breath, forcing a polite smile as she waited for him to finish speaking. Her mind was too fuzzy to focus on what he could’ve been saying. Once he seemed to be waiting for her answer, she moved her hand to her bag, trying to take out… a whiteboard! Masae uncapped her marker and wrote a little message on it in black ink. Her hands stung a bit as she gripped the board.

Her tired eyes looked back up at the boy, a smile on her face as she inched the board a bit towards him, prompting him to take it.

✎ [ I couldn’t hear what you said, could you please write that down for me? ]

She waited patiently for him to take it from her hands.

Dimitri scratched his nose lightly before taking the board. Was she deaf then? Mute? Whatever it was, Dimitri wasn’t one to judge. As a fellow classmate of hers, Dimitri would respect whatever she had going on. Taking the board, Dimitri offered a small smile as he wrote what to tell her. When he was done, Dimitri handed the board to her and waited for her to read it. He was suddenly so grateful that his written Japanese was much better than his spoken. 

{Hello! My name is Dimitri Averin! I was about to go get myself some coffee. I saw you sitting alone and figured I would offer you something tasty to drink! Maybe see if there are pastries here as well?:D }

Before the girl could answer, Dimitri added one quick thing to the board. 

{Would it be too intrusive to ask what you’re doing all alone like this? You look lonely.:( }

[akedocitydespair]

Fox And The Hound | Katsuo | Chapter 1 | Closed for Dimitri

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shslfennecfox:

The boy’s expression drooped a little at Dimitri’s obvious discomfort, but he didn’t let it fade completely. Keeping a casual smile, Katsuo let the other squeeze his hand as hard as he wanted, simply looking over at Dimitri with a gentle, curious gaze.

“Sounds good t’ me.” He spoke, leading him out of the area and outside, so that their eyes laid on the barely illuminating buildings. The darkness was eerie, but Katsuo seemed relaxed.

“I guess it’s a little damn scary, t’ like, you folks.” He hummed, staring out at the sights. “But think of it this way - that Build-A-Bear reject can’t keep us here forever, n’ when we do get out, there’ll be so much shit to loot!”

Dimitri was trying his best not to seem disconcerted, but the boy was just so scared of all of it. Did they really have to kill to get out? There was no way, right? People could kill in disgusting ways and Monobear was just trying to drive them into doing so. Right? 

“You’re....really not scared? You really don’t think zat things’ll be bad? Unlike m-me, you’re so strong. Ahhhhh....”

Dimitri honestly tried his darndest not to cry, but he was at a loss for pretty much everything. He knew Katsuo told him that crying wasn’t manly, but he couldn’t help it. There were so many emotions right now and Dimitri just didn’t know what he could or wanted to do. Leaving for the outdoors with Katsuo certainly was a start though. 

“*Hic* I’m sorry. I’m trying not to do zis...to be more manly, but I’m scared. I want us all to be ok. I just want for everyone to be happy and...and safe. But I don’t know what I should do. I just....”

He inhaled and exhaled. Once, then once more, he did this, in an attempt to calm down. He didn’t want to appear as weak or unable to stand tall. Isn’t that what people needed most right now? For someone to stand tall and be a beacon of hope? But then, that’s what people like Kuro Kometuto was there for, right? Compared to people like that, Dimitri was a nobody. Was that fine too?

“Can we maybe...spend the night together? I think I’d like company, if zis isn’t too weird. I’m going to have bad dreams...Even if we get out of here ok.”

Yup, Dimitri was being 100000000% a weenie baby right now. This was happening.

[akedocitydespair]

Self control doesn't exist!!||Dimitri and Tim||Closed

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akedocitydespair:

The aviator wasn’t sure how to feel for the longest time. Even now, he thought about the dead body he saw laying there, the evening before. It was scary, for Dimitri had never witnessed death of any form. He truly was shielded from that sort of thing during his lifetime.  So, what did this boy do to try to cheer himself up, all things considered? What was his plan, despite a bear urging them to kill one another? Well, after a wonderful morning with Masae, Dimitri headed off to the cafe in search of the gacha machine. Because it is completely healthy for one to put all their credits into getting material possessions to feel better. Definitely. 

“C'mon….lets get something good…. Please.” Someone help him from using all of his credits. Yeesh. 

[akedocitydespair]

notation [ masae | dimitri ]

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akedocitydespair:

Perhaps it wasn’t a good idea to roam outside the comfort of the hotel suite she was to stay at all week- or now… forever, it seemed. Staying locked away in her room meant that she wouldn’t get killed- if people were actually thinking of doing such a thing. But just like many times before, Masae soon realized that it wasn’t a good idea for her to stay alone in her room, with her thoughts clouding her mind and only causing her more distress.

And so she found herself at the 1-up cafe, at a table by the window, alone with her sudoku puzzles and thoughts. Even the bright neon lights of the city outside the windows couldn’t wake her up entirely. She barely got enough sleep last night, less than usual. She tried desperately to focus on the numbers before her, but found herself going into some sort of autopilot as the same phrases repeated in her mind. Her head hurt. Her hands hurt. She stared at her bandaged fingers, suddenly feeling sick. She just wanted to stop thinking about what that bear said.

Frustrated, she dropped her pen down and closed her eyes as she put her head on her arms, making a nest on the table in front of her. She needed to calm down- she didn’t want to be thinking about this.

It probably isn’t a good idea to block off her vision like that either, is it? Masae looked up suddenly, afraid that someone was about to sneak up on her. She found herself looking at the elevator- which just so happened to be opening. The speedcuber casually tried to look like she was busy, but she couldn’t help but keep an eye on whoever was coming into the cafe

.

The small boy was just so exhausted after a long, frightening night. While he had a good friend by his side that night, the aviator was still frightened as could be. Honestly, who could blame him for this though? They had all seen someone die. They had technically lost all of their freedoms outside of this place. There was nowhere to turn to, save for the various places here.  Sighing, Dimitri made his way to the cafe in search of caffeine. Goodness gracious did he need some! Perhaps some food also, but the boy didn’t regard food as important. Upon entrance of the cafe, however, Dimitri noticed a girl who was sitting down. Would it be rude not to ask her if she wanted something? Walking up to face her, Dimitri quietly spoke to the girl, trying his best to bring attention to himself without scaring her. Would this be ok?

“Ah, excuse me miss. Do you want me to grab you something to drink too? I thought...it would be rude not to ask.” Smooth. Well, at least he was trying to seem kind, in light of all the darkness they saw the previous night.