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Pick-Pocketing Memories [Tyz & Kyo]

Kyo hung out in the cafeteria with a bored look on her face. There really wasn't all that much to do and she wasn't really worried about the whole motive ordeal; she wasn't a very interesting person, so there couldn't be very much about her, right? Right. Besides, the majority of these people were strangers, so it didn't really matter to her. 

She had Espen with her, making him dance on his own on the table she sat at. She wondered what the other people were doing and how they were coping with the motive themselves. She stood up and threw Espen in the air before catching him and turning around. 

"Hm... I wonder what Tyz is doing..." she mumbled to herself. He has a good friend; she just hoped he didn't mind hanging out with her a bit more. And thus, the Adventure of Kyomi Sakuya had begun. This week episode: Where's the Tybalt?

[chiausgoodluck]

i had more but my face is too ugly so enjoy our day out ft tyz

[chiausgoodluck]

((runs in 20 minutes late with starbucks and dead bartenders))

[subtlemirageoffreedom-blog]

Distrust (Closed RP for Tyz + Tatsuya)

Oh god. Oh god. Oh god... No one is really going to hurt anyone... no... we are all going to get out of here... right? Tatsuya's thoughts were manic, and every now and then he'd subconsciously mouth a few words as if in complete and utter disbelief. This was all too bizarre to be true. Too bizarre, and way too cruel.

The announcement must have been a little while ago now, and since he was over his initial spate of complete terror, he had taken to pacing backwards and forwards in an effort to maintain a calm front. It wasn't working too well. As he paced, his eyes flitted from side to side, and his hands toyed nervously with the excess of his sleeves. Consumed by his thoughts, he barely noticed the presence of another near him. As nervous as he was, it was likely unwise to disregard his surroundings so blindly when the threat of death was looming over him. Anyone around him could be a potential murderer, anyone.

Suddenly he snapped out of his senseless wandering, coming face to face with the ginger student that he had briefly conversed with earlier. With a yelp he took a step backwards, heart racing. Was this it? Was someone going to ki- He realised that this student wasn't a threat. Letting loose a sigh of relief, he put on a shaky smile. "Oh... I am sorry..."

[thedespairhospital]

NEW STUDENT

Tybalt Jameson has been accepted.

As ISA-83113 moved through the gradually emptying lobby, the movement of a chest rising and falling more rapidly than the other sleeping students caught her attention. Making her way over the the ginger male, she seemed to blink a few times before resting her hand lightly over his mouth to ensure that he was not having breathing difficulties.

Satisfied that he was indeed okay, and merely suffering the consequences of being asleep for so long, she scanned his form.

Her display rebooting far more quickly than it had done previously, her systems obviously becoming more accustomed to these tasks, she turned around to the side.

"Welcome Tybalt Jameson, Super High School Level Bartender! You're in Hope's Peak Hospital, and we're here to take care of you. I'd say I'd drink to your health but I'm a robot, and I don't especially feeling like malfunctioning today..." Appearing slightly disappointed that she'd never experience this particular students talent, she left to deal with other matters.