Our Bodies are Ours

A Blog for Kaia Hori, SHSL Tattoo Artist. Currently associated with Dangan Camisado. Status: Dead

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“Oooh boy we gonna beat the shit out of you.”

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Body Reaction | Kaia | But What is This

Kaia had slept through the morning announcement, but she sprung out of bed when she heard the announcement. Letizia...that was...the opera singer right? She had seemed so nice, even if they had never formally spoken.

You’d think maybe she’d get used to all the murder, but the sight of the body was haunting. It was the eyes. It just looked so gruesome, so much blood and the eyes still open. 

And then Atsuko?? That one was also hard to look at. She had only talked to Atsuko maybe a couple times, but she still considered them friends. And to die after losing her boyfriend...it was so cruel.

“...fanculo. I guess..I guess it’s time to investigate.”

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Motive | Kaia | One Ring to Rule Them All

Kaia had literally rolled out of bed, yawning the whole way up to the dock. She just hadn’t gotten any sleep. It wasn’t until she actually heard the motive that she realized something was missing. She immediately looked at her hands, and her heart stopped when she saw her right hand was bare. Her ring? They took her fucking promise ring?

It was all she had left of him. How could they take that from her? How could she even be surprised? Kaia let out a bitter chuckle. Whatever...she could hold out. Her finger felt so weird without it, but she wasn’t going to kill over a ring.

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✥  ——  ATSUKO ONLY SORT of vaguely nodded, pausing for a notable moment to consider her words. She let out a slight sigh, lifting her shoulders in a shrug as she ran a hand through her hair.

          “ I SUPPOSE I’M alright… ”

✥  ——  A BLATANT LIE, but she doesn’t want anyone to worry.

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Kaia’s eyebrows basically shot off her head. She didn’t believe her for a second.

R-Really? After everything that happened, I figured you wouldn’t even come out of your cabin.

She lowered her eyes. Was it okay to bring up the trial so casually?

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✥  ——  SEARCHING THE MEDIUM’S face would prove to provide some insight, she seemed distant for the most part – not entirely there. Dark rings encircled her eyes, and her skin seemed paler than usual. She obviously wasn’t in the best of states.

          “ I WASN’T PAYING attention either…           I don’t think… ”

✥  ——  ATSUKO GAVE THE other a weary smile, strained – forced.

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Kaia had put on enough forced smiles to know one when she saw it. She wasn’t even sure what to say. They hadn’t really had a one on one conversation before. But she wanted to say something even the tiniest bit comforting.

“It’s fine! I think you kinda have the right to be spacey right now. How..how are you?”

A dumb question. But it’s all she could think of right now.

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✥  ——  SHE WAS MAKING her way from the boat once the morning had began, completely skipping breakfast ( probably not the best choice for her frankly ) and simply wishing to hole herself away in the Greenhouse. However as she walked she found herself barely aware, and before she knew it she’d collided with someone ( luckily not too hard. ) Stumbling back she blinked a few times, coming somewhat back to herself.

          “ AH– HUH? MY apologies… ”

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She wanted to take a walk, clear her head. She just couldn’t get out the funk from the trial. But the walking turned into a jog and she didn’t even see Atsuko until they collided. That snapped her back into reality.

“Hm? Oh! No, no it’s my fault; I wasn’t paying attention. Sorry.”

She gave a little bow, eyes darting to search the medium’s face. If Kaia was still feeling bad, how was Atsuko?

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Body Reaction | Kaia | I wish this would end

Kaia woke up kinda cramped from spending a night in a tent with two others, but she was happier than she had been since she got to the island. Last night was a fun experience and brought some closure for some of them. She never wanted to get up, but eventually she did. She took a moment to straighten her curl, and when she actually went outside, her heart broke. She had hoped after last night, that nobody was going to kill. They had all bonded!

She was even worse when she saw the body. She had just seen him last night! She almost choked to marshmallows because of him! She made his girlfriend take her shirt off! But here he was, a messy and terrifying sight.

“No...come on..I thought were past this.”

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Motive || DC C3 || Led Away By Imperfect Impostors

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She bit her lip as she tried to regulate her breathing, but Ayaka blurted her next words with no air at all.

“It’s just that it’s completely useless all you do is read storybooks to little kids that doesn’t take strength or intelligence or knowledge they’ll be happy no matter what you do anyone could take my place anyone and nobody would notice because I’m just that replaceable and worthless-”

The raconteur paused to gulp down air and scrub furiously at her bloodshot eyes before continuing.

“-why couldn’t I be something important or related to my studies why does my talent have to be something so irrelevant I should have listened to Mom and Dad and turned down the acceptance letter I should have gone to college I should have become a biologist like I promised I would!”

There was another choked sob, and Ayaka was letting the tears flow again. A bit of snot dribbled out her nose as her speech became broken; only a few syllables would squeeze through the heavy breathing.

“And, gasp, and now, gasp, they hate me, gasp, for, gasp, doing this, gasp, becoming, gasp, a raconteur, gasp, because, gasp, it’s such, gasp, A USELESS, GASP, TALENT!”

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After Ayaka was done, there was a moment of silence. Kaia had no idea where to even start. 

“I mean, I think...I can’t say that somebody else couldn’t do what you do, or even do it better. But so what? There are better tattoo artists and better farmers, better everything! You’re talent isn’t worthless just because anyone could do it. I think...I think the whole point of becoming an Ultimate is just that you’re really good at it and it’s something you’re passionate about! There’s nothing worthless about any talent. Especially if it somethings that keeps kids entertained and maybe helps them learn. Kids aren’t easy to work with.”

She went looking, found some napkins behind the bar. She put them in front of Ayaka, giving her a small smile.

“Your parents can’t agree with every decision you make. That’s just natural. It would have been crazy to turn down Hope’s Peak. And if they don’t think your talent has any value, that’s their problem. If you put time into something and you love it, it has value.”

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Motive || DC C3 || Led Away By Imperfect Impostors

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Her eyes grew wide when she realized she wasn’t alone, and Ayaka choked on her own spit, trying frantically to wipe her eyes and nose dry. “I’m ssssorry,” she gasped, unable to stem the flow. “I just.. I just… I can’t do th-this. I can’t do this again…”

She began to babble to herself, yanking at her hair and pulling it out of her ponytail only to muss it and tangle it as she kneaded. “Can’t go back to lockdown. N-Need to… I should never have c-come to Hope’s Peak… I should have listened, it’s all b-because of the STORIES, it always comes back to that FUCKING TALENT-”

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She crouched down, in front of her to give some measure of space. Kaia could tell she was in a really bad state, and she was worried about getting too close in case she made things worse.

“’Lockdown’? ‘talent’? What’s wrong with your talent? It’s a really cool talent! What, did the letters say otherwise?”

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Motive || DC C3 || Led Away By Imperfect Impostors

She’d at least had the sense of mind to lock herself away somewhere before bursting into tears. Ayaka dissolved into heartbroken wails as she slumped over onto the counter at the bar of the club. She was a failure to them. They were angry at her. All of them were. Even… even her brother, who had supported her before… 

Ayaka began to scream through her sobs, clutching the contents of her envelope tight in her right hand; her left began pounding at the wall over and over. No. No. NO… She only stopped when her knuckles came away bloody. The bright fluid dripped onto her papers, adding to the tears that already smeared the words.

“I’M SORRY! I’M SORRY! I’M SORRY!”

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When Kaia heard the screams, her first thought was that somebody was being murdered already. She had to do something to stop it then!

It might have not have been a murder, but it definitely wasn’t a pretty sight. She wasn’t sure what to do with a stranger crying in front of her, but the sight of blood was worrying. She stood in front of her, unsure.

“Shit! Hey, calm down. It’s..It’s not real. They’re totally fake! It’s not worth beating yourself up.”

Not that she could know that for sure, but she didn’t believe that they had actually made their loved ones write these. 

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Motive | Kaia | Cara Mia Bella

Kaia stared at the letters with disgust. The words were harsh..The bluntness of the first one..her mama? The second one, emotional to a fault..were those tears? Her mamma? The letters were so them, the tattoo artist wanted to cry. 

Because she missed them. She knew these weren’t them. Her mothers never talked to her like this.

“What the fuck is this? You think we’re dumb enough to fall for this?”

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You've been pranked, Kaia Hori!

You didn’t trust the coordinators, but it looked like you had to obey their orders– Otherwise, who knows what could happen? You follow suit and head to the mini theatre and see Augustus waiting for you inside. He beckons for you to come closer, so you do. However, as soon as you’re close enough the black cat shoves you inside the small, cramped closet! You barely have room to stand, so you’re forced to sit in such a tiny, closed and tight space. Any attempts made to escape were unsuccessful as something, probably Augustus, was blocking the closet doors. After what feels like eternity, which may have just been 10 or 15 minutes, Augustus finally opens the doors and laughs. “You’ve been pranked, Kaia Hori! Hope this wasn’t a tight situation for you.” What will you do now?

“Course it was..” Kaia wanted to hit him, or considering how out of breath she was probably just swat at him, but she knew that wouldn’t be worth the trouble. She still felt shaky, but she managed to stand up. She gave one last angry look at the closet, before very slowly making her way to her soft and safe bed.

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Will you still love me when I am a spooky ghost?

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Body Discovery | Kaia | Let’s Go To the Beach

Kaia had been to the beach a couple of times since she got there. She loved the water, and the sand. She absolutely didn’t love seeing a dead body in the water. She didn’t know Bailey well, but it was still concerning. This really wasn’t supposed to keep happening. Eventually they’d all just agree to stop killing right?

Probably not.

Fuck...okay. I guess it’s time to get to work

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Motive | Kaia | Here We Go Again

It was odd how desensitized she was now. This was exactly the same thing as last week, and now it was less people. Still, considering who they were, Kaia couldn’t help but get chills.

Per l'amor di Cristo....They’re just a couple of middle age women, let them rest.

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The Motive

With reluctance and fear, you open the envelope addressed to you. Inside was a letter and an article, maybe a photo depending on who you were. Your eyes hit the letters on the paper…

Dear ___,

As you are aware, we offer you a way out of this killing game if you succeed in killing someone without being found out. This week, if you don’t manage to kill someone I’m afraid you may not know your deepest fears may come true. Take a look!

Now the attachments to this letter varied from person to person, someone may have gotten an article or perhaps a photo depicting what may be happening– But the very thought and sight of this makes you uneasy. How could all this be happening?! It looked like there could only be one way to find out… But were you willing to do it?

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Body Discovery | Kaia | ?!?!

Kaia was exhausted. She hadn’t gotten any sleep since the motive, and all her dreams were nightmares. All in all: maybe 5 hours of sleep, just enough to keep her stable. This is what coffee was for. Maybe she’d grab some with breakfast.

She was just slipping on her boots when she heard her door ring. She could hear Trouble yelling and quickly ran to the door. The canteen? 

She hadn’t known Viktor very well, but seeing somebody she had talked to for even a second suddenly dead was nauseating. She couldn’t look at the body. Not right now. She’d just investigate somewhere else.