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[kingofthecarps]

Bigger Fish to Fry - [Chapter 3 Murder Reaction]

No no NO! He was so careful - so tedious in trying to make sure that this never happened again. You’d think it wouldn’t be hard to monitor two handfuls of students t make sure they don’t tear eachother limb from limb, but not only was it difficult.

“No!”

It was downright impossible. 

Takashi pinched his bridge with his left hand; his right was fidgeting around in his pocket, but it could be seen form the indentation that he was shaking it in frustration. After a minute, he opened his eyes again, and looked around at the rest of the students.

“This wouldn’t have happened if we all just had a little bit of trust in one another. You think, being as many kids short as we were when this Hell started, that we would have learned to fucking trust eachother, and just listen to what we’re told. I’m not asking for blind faith here, I’m just talking about being- no you know what, forget it.” Takashi turned on his heel in almost perfect form; he wobbled a bit and nearly fell over, though.

“You all clearly don’t want my help. In fact, you’ve outright rejected it! Have fun poking around another dead body. There’s plenty of other places to investigate, and I’ll be there, solving this freaking murder for you again!”

“Damn it all!” He yelled at the end of the hall, leaving the Entertainment District, what he made it seem like, for good.

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Sweat and Tears, sans Blood (Motive Reaction) - [Takashi/Haruka/Yukiko]

“Hrrngh! Hrraaah!”

25. Takashi was letting himself go. He hadn’t been through a hardy workout since his root beer meltdown with Hideki. It seemed like nobody else could see but himself (which was the case), though Takashi could feel a Russian gut forming by his stomach. 26. He had blamed the situation, and being too busy working out his brain coming up with ideas to get off of the christing moon! Admittedly, that does take considerable thought, but was no excuse he would take for becoming lax with his exercise. Why the sudden motivation. however? Well, that’s the word right there. Motive. 27.

The title of Marine Biologist isn’t tied to a specific part of the body. What would MonoMANU do to him in the event that he was unlucky enough to be chosen? Maim his limbs, cut out his tongue, or if they decided to not bother thinking which part mattered more to him, than simply lobotomized. Takashi didn’t like either option, but murder would always be the worse, in any scenario. 28. Speaking of, both scenarios required him to be in peak physical shape. Whether it was assisting in their escape, which would happen, or resisting whatever crippling punishment he may receive, his health was more important than ever. And as Takashi struggled to have his arms support his 29th rep of the sixty-something kilogram weight, he thought himself as too weak to do save anything. His goal... was thirty... and after he hit that he could start to work out his-

“OOooowwfffffffFFF-!!”

Now he also felt stupid for not bringing a spotter, in addition to the pain on his throat from the weight he could barely hold up and prevent choking himself!

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Sweet Adelines & Bitter Coffee [Takashi/Adeline/Hideki]

Today, Takashi discovered a few facts pertaining to life here. There was one that made it’s presence known again and again, and that was Takashi’s unpopularity. There were more people that disliked, even hated, him than there ever were on Earth. He wanted so desperately to stop the murder, get everyone back home, and try to live decently again after witnessing these horrors. It wasn’t about being the hero any more; proving his worth to others by being some white-coated knight. If another incident like Moe’s happens, he feared he may break.

Hideki was at the top of the list of people Takashi knew looked at him with negativity. Hideki undoubtedly hated Takashi more than anybody else here that was still breathing... or operating, which made the fact that he knew Takashi’s secret worse. It not being used as blackmail against his stubbornness in the trial was a miracle. Nobody must know the secret that brought nightmares, never ending, tormenting him for years. Takashi would not have that same torment in the realm of the awake. All of this is why it was so hard to put these words together for Adeline.

Takashi caught up to her in the hallway after the trial, but only after keeping a hand outstretched for some seconds while he arranged the words in his throat.

“A-Adeline, I need your help with something... someone, rather. It’s regarding the secrets. I need to talk with Hideki, but I don’t suppose he’ll even part his lips facing my way when we aren’t in a trial. I’m not taking you to just be bait, by the way.. The reason why I ask you, specifically, is because you've been a very good friend to me, and I don’t have damn near as many as I thought I would. You deserve to know.”

*sigh* ”It needs to be somewhere quiet... And, obviously, it needs to be with Hideki, if you know where he is.” Takashi couldn’t spot him, but he also wasn’t looking hard. He also wasn’t looking forward to this. Those two things were related.

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Bufoceratias wedli [Reaction/Open] - (Takashi/???)

"Calling us during my shower? I knew I should have taken one last night! I knew it!" Takashi muttered to himself in short breaths. A couple stray hairs fluttered in the wind; his hand-comb didn't work as well as his fine comb and gel did. Looking at the dazed students around him, Takashi figured not everyone else had good sleeping habits. Not that Takashi's were the best either, but no matter how little rest was had he still would get up early. He even made sure that enough time would be set aside this morning for a shower, but was having late second-thoughts on that choice now. A long, white bathrobe and a pair of boxers were Takashi exited with, hoping the floating stereo would finish quickly so he could return and dress proper.

The walking stereo had other plans.

"VR? Seriously? Fine. I need to get back to my room, for obvious reasons."

"Hmmmmm... mmm..." Despite Takashi's loathing for this whole event, the virtual reality worked its marvels and changed his mood to match the scenario. He was happy. What was in front of him was just a small part of the Takashi Dream. Sadly that's all it was, he remembered as the machine whirred to a halt and the virtual faded back to actual. But not before leaving behind an impression on the blonde boy.

"S-so cold." His forced clothing choice didn't help, but his boiling Russian blood did quick to warm him up and prevent even further humiliation in front of his classmates.

"Do you really think I'd kill for that? I've made it this far without being corrupt: no tax fraud, no lying to customers. Anyways, I'm not going to abandon that streak and go straight to murder." He meant what he said! Takashi couldn't be the only sensible person in here, correct? Judging by the reactions of others... oh boy. He walked over to one of the students who looked to have will less than a half-dressed Koiwai, and tried to de-stress the situation. "Hey, are you alright? Hanging in there?" The last thing this building needed was fresh blood on it's white walls.