please don't look

My name is Mukuro Ikusaba, and I guess you could say I'm a mute.

[shslredacted]

5 lambs to the slaughter

{♛};; A familiar face in the crowd of strangers. Hello, Ikusaba-san, how are you faring? Are you enjoying the feel of stitches permanently sewed on your face? And the others, speak as you may, I’m here to chat.

[stitcheduptraitor]

She attempted to make a face at the girl, but alas, there was no point in doing so. All she did was just furrow her eyebrows, picking up the piece of chalk and chalkboard that Naegi had given her. She wrote down a simple reply, 'No'. Without any further detail in her response, she just shrugged. She erased it, writing down a new response. 'How are you adapting to your new... look?'

[stitcheduptraitor]

Mukuro sat alone, fidgeting with the gift she'd received from Makoto. She doodled with the peices of chalk on the chalkboard, thinking silently to herself. There wasn't much to do at this lab, and it wasn't like she could talk to anyone. The whole stitched mouth and torn vocal cords thing was really making it hard to be able to do a lot of things. At least she had the chalkboard, She just hoped the chalk pieces would last.

[nohopeleftsubject14]

╰☆╮!

6th Person gets: A heartfelt confession

"Ikusaba-San..I-I’m greatful for the sacrifice you made to help us escape. I’m very greatful..and I’m so sorry about what happened to you….I wish I could have stopped this all from happening..but…"

[stitcheduptraitor]

...

She frowned a bit, leaning over and giving him a hug in response to his confession. She gave a soft sigh, rubbing his back in an attempt to make him feel better. She still feels guilty for all of this, but she just doesn't know what to do anymore. One day... One day she'll get them out of this horrible place.

[electricoowada]

5 People Have Come to Visit...

"What the gently caress are you doing out of your cells?!"

[stitcheduptraitor]

Mukuro went to go say something-- Ow! Shit, that's right, she couldn't. She hoped he didn't see her mistake, and just gave him a shrug instead.

[stitcheduptraitor]

╰☆╮A walking cactus

...

[doctorate-in-despair]

╰☆╮

3rd Person gets: A romantic kiss

Her face turned red. “Eh…h-how am I supposed to deliver this one anyway…”

[doctorate-in-despair]

She scratched the back of her head. “Er, well you are kind of…stitched up.”

[stitcheduptraitor]

She brought her palm to her forehead. She didn't even bother with looking for something so she could write a simple response to Junko. If only she could sigh.

[stitcheduptraitor]

╰☆╮

2nd Person gets: A chaste kiss

Mukuro's cheeks began to flush a light pink, as she wondered how she'd do such a thing. She went to move in, but she didn't want to gross him out... She placed her own fingertips on her stitched lips, before gently placing them on the other's cheek.

[doctorate-in-despair]

╰☆╮

3rd Person gets: A romantic kiss

Her face turned red. “Eh…h-how am I supposed to deliver this one anyway…”

[stitcheduptraitor]

She could feel her cheeks heating up, and all she did in response was give her sister a glare. Ooh, the things she would say to this girl. She couldn't tell if she was glad she could keep it in or not.

[stitcheduptraitor]

╰☆╮

1st Person gets: A gentle hug

She gave a slight stare at the two strangers, before giving a small sigh and deciding not to question it. She walked over, giving the twins a gentle hug.

[stitcheduptraitor]

five have come to visit

[nohopeleftsubject14]

"Ikusaba-San..it’s ok.." Naegi said,calmly placing a hand on her shoulder."Don’t thank me,or apologize…it’s the least I can do for you..It should help you with communicating now…." He knew how much it hurt,but he couldn’t imagine . He only had half of mouth stitched,allowing him to be able to speak with others. Her whole mouth was stitched up,she couldn’t speak even if she could break through the stitches,without vocal cords,she would remain silent for however long they were trapped here.

[stitcheduptraitor]

She hesitantly stood back up, staring down at the ground. Her vision was still blurred with a few tears, as they dropped down to the ground. She set down the chalkboard and pieces of chalk. Sniff, sniff... She blinked slowly, before turning her gaze towards Naegi. She slowly began to open her arms, offering a hug to the other. It was safe to say that they both probably really needed a hug right now. She knew both of them had gone through a lot already.

[gimmememesnowx]

Send me a ╰☆╮ and...

[stitcheduptraitor]

1st Person gets: A gentle hug

2nd Person gets: A chaste kiss

3rd Person gets: A romantic kiss

4th Person gets: A night out

5th Person gets: to see my muse naked

6th Person gets: A heartfelt confession

7th Person gets: To see my muse cry

8th Person gets: Married to my muse for a week

9th Person gets: Chained to my muse for three days

10th Person gets: to kill my muse

[stitcheduptraitor]

five have come to visit

[nohopeleftsubject14]

"Thats good to know…"

"I-Know its difficult to answer anyone really..so.."He shifted his position,and pulled out a broken piece of a chalkboard,and some small pieces of chalk from under his shirt."I was wondering around,and found this…I thought you could use it.." Naegi held out the board and pieces to her. It was the least he could do after all,it was his plan that failed,his idea that had gotten her to the state she was in now.

[stitcheduptraitor]

Mukuro stared at the gift revealed for her, as she slowly accepted it. She sat herself down, beginning to scribble a response. The words 'Thank you' were scribbled on the board, and she held it up to him to show him. What was this she was feeling? She... felt happy..? But, there were tears in her eyes. No, no no no... She wasn't supposed to be able to feel anymore. She didn't want to. She didn't need to. She tried so hard to blink away her tears, hands trembling ever so slightly. She stared downwards, in an attempt to block her face. She didn't want him to see her crying. She brought the board back down, beginning to wipe off the message and re-write another one. 'I'm sorry' was messily written on the chalkboard the next time she presented it to him.

[onelittlerobot-deactivated20131]

11 people came

~fawn-of-the-forest

~electric-oowada

~distant-notes

~akachankaoyakuza

~headmaster-of-despair

~labexperiment02

~thebrokenmermaid

~elliotthezubat

~stitcheduptraitor

~nohopeleftsubject14

~thetrueheadmaster

"h-hello… Y-you have t-to get out o-of here, b-before she g-gets you.”

[stitcheduptraitor]

"..."

She didn't make an attempt to respond for a while. After a short period of silence, she slowly raised her hands to point to her neck. Then, she brought her hand up to point to her mouth. She furrowed her brows slightly, wishing she could just let out an exasperated sigh.

[stitcheduptraitor]

five have come to visit

[nohopeleftsubject14]

"Ikusaba-San…." It had been a while since he’d seen her,he’d been keeping himself distant from the others. It wouldn’t hurt to see her,besides he had something for her."are..you feeling alright today..?"

[stitcheduptraitor]

Her eyes widened just a tad as they met with Naegi's, and she froze in place for a moment or two. She put her hand to her lips, before nodding slowly in response to his question. She began looking around for a way to respond to the boy. A piece of paper. A pen. Something.

[stitcheduptraitor]

five have come to visit

There was only one thought that crossed Mukuro's mind when she noticed the sudden company. That thought being, Where the hell are all of these people coming from?

[dischargingdespair]

:)

[dischargingdespair]

"What the" BZZZT! "Fuck d’ya want, ya bastard!? Get outta here b’fore i MAKE YA!" He growled, electricity sparking and shooting across his dark skin. The biker clenched his fists in an attempt to calm down, but it barely even helped, it just caused him to spark even more.

[stitcheduptraitor]

She gave him a fake pout, pointing to her throat, then lips. She shrugged, trying to keep herself from smiling. It hurt, but she knew how mad it would make Mondo. She decided it was worth it, giving him a smile. If she could laugh, she probably would.

[dischargingdespair]

:)

[stitcheduptraitor]

She quirked an eyebrow at him, and gave a mocking smirk- (which was a bad idea, and was extremely uncomfortable due to her mouth) -tilting her head ever so slightly. She was trying to play dumb and innocent so she could make him talk. In all honesty, she just wanted to hear him angry. It was... strangely amusing to her.