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Saishu: …is tomorrow an important day?
“Um.....yes? At least, I would like to believe it is for us...”

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forgedtruth replied to your post: tomorrow.
Saishu: …is tomorrow an important day?
“Um.....yes? At least, I would like to believe it is for us...”
@forgedtruth
“H-huh?” He had to blink several times before realizing that someone was speaking with him (and it wasn’t just some hallucination ). “O-oh. Keebo-kun. I… I’m fine. Just a little tired. I… I’ll rest a bit after finishing up these documents.” Shuichi ran a hand through his somewhat messy hair; his sweat was causing it to stick to his skin a bit.
│⚙️│ “Are you sure? Or are you saying that because you don’t want to rest?”
Keebo’s expression indicated concern as synthetic hues scanned over Shuichi carefully. The delayed reaction and the appearance of sweat on the detective indicated that he was suffering from some sort of illness. He placed a hand on Saihara’s shoulder, gripping it somewhat with slight worry. He had to persuade him to take a break from finishing some documents and allowing his body fight off the fever.
“I can see you’re unwell, and I really think you should rest, Saihara-kun. Would you like me to grab you a glass of water?”
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-- “ The culprits won't be found. “ --
--> @forgedtruth
she had two options: patrol the remains of the city in order to find and, hopefully, protect survivors, or... save her own skin and hide somewhere those kids and their monokuma bots couldn’t find her. she’d chosen the former, against her better judgment. at least until her injuries stopped her, and she couldn’t walk anymore, she’d keep fighting.
it was so much easier when she was just playing the protagonist in a game. now, she could feel the searing heat in her injured leg with each step she took, sweat dripping down the back of her neck, clothes clinging to her, suffocating her. she’d only survived thanks to the hacking gun she’d been given at the start of their mission.
she was hungry, too. her last supply run felt like it had been ages ago. she kept to the side alleys now, trying to stay away from open areas where she could be swarmed. those kids were all around, usually. though things seemed quiet now, she expected at least one of them was watching.
which was why, when she saw movement out of the corner of her eye, she immediately turned and flung her empty water bottle in that direction. “get out of here!” chiaki snapped, her patience wearing thin.
❝--I don’t really think names matter,❞ a grunt of effort sounds as she moves a heavy stack of objects. ❝So we should just get this done and then you can be on your way. You probably don’t want to be doing this, right?❞ Setting up for a school event has got to be considered one of the most drab activities, but someone’s got to do it. It felt like pure coincidence to be paired with a student from the more proactive department. ❝Besides, you’re an Ultimate, so why should you care about a reserve student?❞ // @forgedtruth
forgedtruth replied to your post: “Not sure what the big deal with all this is. I...
“What exactly do you mean by that, senpai…” He’s… not sure how to take the comment.
“I thought you were robosexual. And you’re a weenie ain’t ya? Why would ya ever have a chance t’see boobs? Am I wrong?”
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With how often he overdoes it, it’s a surprise Shuichi hasn’t literally passed out from exhaustion, yet. Thankfully, he usually doesn’t let it get THAT bad.
Though, I think what would make him start really pushing himself far too much than he normally does is if he’s really flooded with work: investigation notes, homework, needing to do a case….if he has to worry about all that at the same time and is trying to get it all down as fast and best as he can, with the steadily rising stress??? I would not be surprised if he legit passed out once he managed to get all of that out of the way and having NOT given himself much time to relax or maybe even sleep.
forgedtruth said: { GOD I CHOKED. blessed image. give Ryoma ALL the cats. let him BE a cat. }
ryoma while wearing cat kigurumi: “yes...finally, i am one of you :-3c”