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It hurts/ Execution reaction/ Open/ Zinaida / Chapter 3

Mei hurried after Zinaida, the pitter patter of her feet echoing in the hallway. Upon reaching her, fingers intertwined with the other’s, choosing to ignore the mumble of Russian she had exhaled.

“Are you alright?”

Yet again, they both had had a rough night.

Zinaida looked up in surprise as fingers were intertwined with hers, but she gave Mei’s hand a gentle squeeze, and nodded silently before replying.

“Yeah. I’m okay. Aimi’s decision was..dumb, but it hurts the most I think to not be forgiven by Toshi. I mean, I know I questioned him, but I didn’t push the issue too hard once I realized my mistake..”

She shook her head, Zinaida underneath all of that official posturing and rehearsed formality seemed maybe a little unfamiliar with direct interpersonal relationships.

“How are you holding up, Ashikaga-san?”

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"I'm fine, at least, now." She chuckled grimly, wiping her puffy eyes with her forearm. "How many times will we have to ask each other that question? Until there's no one left?"

She sighed, her gaze directed back upwards at her friend. "I'm sorry about my brashness at the trial. I was just worried, you know?"

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It hurts/ Execution reaction/ Open/ Zinaida / Chapter 3

Zinaida left the elevator in a hurry, strolling all the way back to her room at a quick pace before turning, and settling her back against the door. She bit a knuckle on her left hand, while her right supported her left’s elbow, eyes looking back and forth.

She had accused Toshi, admittedly along a valid line of reasoning since she knew the ‘mold’ in his watch was most definitely poison. She had experienced this herself, and his lies were angering her, but his lack of forgiveness was hurting her even more. She had considered him a close friend, and yet here he was, totally denying her any forgiveness. Sure she had put some pressure on him, but she had realized her mistake early on.

This was starting to frustrate her. Aimi’s death was upsetting, yes, but she had braced herself for it this time and Aimi had been idiotic, killing someone for the good of the team, what a farce, it dampened her feelings towards Aimi to say the very least.

“Мудак” She grimaced. “Почему он не простит мне”

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Mei hurried after Zinaida, the pitter patter of her feet echoing in the hallway. Upon reaching her, fingers intertwined with the other's, choosing to ignore the mumble of Russian she had exhaled.

"Are you alright?"

Yet again, they both had had a rough night.

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Again? Really?/ Hachiro \ Open

“So someone else is dead?” Hachiro muttered, crossing his arms and slowly shaking his head. “Well this is great…. Can’t say I didn’t see it coming but, really?” he sighed, running a hand through his hair.

It looked like he was going to have to investigate now. And in the AI room too boot… Why’d it have to be the AI room? The thought of his dead classmates watching him was creepy enough and now he’d have to be around a dead body with them.

“This is just perfect…” He let out an audible groan, slouching over a bit. He was not looking forward to this.

Mei nodded in agreement; she hadn’t been standing too far away from him when she heard his complaining. She wasn’t one for avid griping, but she just happened to agree with him this time.

She approached him, hands resting in her apron’s pocket.

“It was coming, though. Apparently, nobody can control themselves; at least, not anymore.”

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A game of mystery/Chapter 3/Open

“Yeah, I’m doing better, I’ve mostly recovered. How are you doing, Ashikaga-san?”

Zinaida’s hand snaked down to gently pat and squeeze the other girl’s shoulder reassuringly.

“Still in shock? Or beginning to recover?”

“I’m.. not quite sure. I’m better than I was, though! It’s good I’ve reached some kind of improvement.”

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A game of mystery/Chapter 3/Open

“No.” Zinaida said bluntly, in response to the thoughts on evidence. “But it might help us figure out if any of us might have motive to lock all of us up in an airship.”

Zinaida looked excited, as if she was hoping one of these envelopes would have a truth that might point them in the right direction. “You never know, might be a few hints hiding in there with the lies.”

She leaned back down all the way to peer at Mei’s envelope again.

“Well, your decision to open it or not, but I know if those were my secrets I’d want you to open them up out here. I prefer to know who knows my secrets over just having to guess. I won’t tell you which ones are right and which ones are wrong though.”

“I don’t know, it just feels... weird. Thanks for the input, though! It does help ease my fears a bit, not that I had many.”

She sighed, looking back upward to Zinaida with a dull smile.

“How are you doing? Better, I hope.”

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You Don’t Wanna Know / Hachiro \ Open

“Not to mention stupid as hell. Why would anyone flip out over their secrets being reveal along with two lies? No one knows what your real secret is. So it’s still a secret, y’know?” he shrugged.

“I don’t even care what mine is but whatever the hell it is no one’s gonna know it’s real either way. So like… how is that supposed to motivate me?” he shrugged once again, crossing his arms over his chest.

“If that bear really wanted to freak us out he would’ve just straight up told our secrets. I can’t believe I’m actually accusing a stuffed bear of going soft.”

“I suppose you’re right,” she sighed, bringing the paper to her pocket. “I might open it later in private. How about yours, though, Hachiro-san? I hope you didn’t receive anything too unsettling. N-not that I’m trying to be nosy!”

She waved her hands about in front of her, hoping to ease any odd or harsh thoughts he might be having.

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A game of mystery/Chapter 3/Open

Zinaida blinked a bit at the sound, then looked down to find Mei of all people leaning against the sofa. Zinaida couldn’t help but smile seeing the familiar girl.

“Ah, hello there Ashikaga-san.” She peered down at the closed envelope, then raised an eyebrow. “Aren’t you going to open that? It’s important information to know. I mean, it might breach privacy, but really, what use is privacy up here on the airship? It’s not like it is easy to decode which are lies and which one is truth anyway.”

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“True, but... will it ever change anything? If anyone does kill, would the secret matter in evidence? The secrets aren’t exactly murder weapons.”

“I’m sorry, I got carried away.”

Her eyes met the envelope once more, her thumb tracing the edges. She was trying to let the situation marinate back in; it had been hard, after last week, but it was getting better.

You Don’t Wanna Know / Hachiro \ Open

Hachiro had grabbed his envelope off the floor, walking off a bit to read it. He leaned against a wall, ripping it open to see a name he hadn’t expected. “Damn… I don’t wanna even know which one of these is the truth and which ones are the lies…” he mumbled, shoving the paper into his jacket pocket.

Maybe he oughta talk to him about it… then again he could just not. It’s not as if he really cared about this dumb motive and he didn’t really wanna have to go out of his way to talk to him of all people.

“That bear is really running outta ideas, isn’t he?” he muttered, glancing over at someone still in the room with him. “Seriously, does he think we’re supposed to care about this?” he asked, raising an eyebrow in question.

Mei had been staring at her envelope almost intensely until she heard Hachiro’s statement. It startled her a bit, him calling out to her like that. She lifted her head, placing her glasses back on top of her head, embarrassed that he had caught her so focused. How could she not be, when thinking whether or not to open the envelope? It just... felt so wrong.

“You’re undoubtedly right: it does seem a bit desperate to resort to personal secrets.”

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A game of mystery/Chapter 3/Open

Zinaida had scooped up her envelope, and found a spot to sit nearby in one of the lounge chairs. She opened the folded piece of paper and began to scan the contents, eyebrows raising as she did.

“Hmm..Which one of these is the truth, Kiku-san?” She muttered to herself, rereading over the details to try and determine if any of them had anything to set it apart.

Well, the one that said “Kiku loves Toshi Amanekai.” Was, from her guessing, probably not true? She shouldn’t dismiss that so quickly though, just in case?

All the same, relaxing on the sofa as she was, she looked particularly open to other people sitting down to discuss with her.