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[The unfortunate death, and subsequent execution, has no doubt weighed on everyone's minds since. The dam has burst, and now, the idea that someone may kill another in this place is not just a possibility anymore. It is reality, and a very terrifying reality at that.
Yet, there is a strange side effect to the murder's aftermath. When the Titled go to sleep on Saturday evening, they will dream, even if they don't normally do so. When they wake up, their dream stays with them, and a thought comes to everyone. A realization.
Their dream had been a memory they lost. Now, they have it back, as if they had never lost it.
Nor is that the only change. They also feel just a little more confident in their power. Confident enough that they find that their ability has evolved to become stronger. Whether that's a good or a bad thing, well...
Soon enough, too, the Titled's phones start pinging, and when they open up their LIME app, they receive a simple message:]
Your Mall Map has been updated!
[And indeed, those who go to check the Food Court will find an elevator on the eastern end which leads to a brand new wing that had previously been obscured by the barrier.
Dio and Wake's information is also slightly different from before on the LIME app, but...maybe it's best not to think about it. Last week had been...disheartening.
Hopefully, this week will be better, right? Surely, this week, temptation won't win out again....right?
Well.
There's only one way to find out.
Welcome to Week 2, Titled.
There are thirteen strangers in this place.
This week's crab is Dungeness.]
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I don't see why not. It's not as though I have much reason to keep others' belongings.
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[ Once he's taken the knife back, the ease to which he tosses it up into the air and catches it in repeated succession should be enough to speak a little to his skill in wielding it. ]
It can't be used to kill any human, but that's the point. So you don't have to worry about it being used on anyone of us here.
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[He holds up one of the dark arrows, twirling it between his fingers to show the very real arrowhead.]
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[ He holds it up just long enough to show the words clearly imprinted on the side of the blade. Special Arms Against Unidentified Slimy Octopus. ]
It's meant to be able to harm my teacher. The blade isn't even really made up of rubber, either. [ He then continues to idly toss it up into the air and catch it without even really thinking much of it. ] Consider it something similar but not quite the same.
[ However, Karma does move closer to inspect the arrow in question. Even letting off a soft whistle of appreciation as he did so. That definitely wasn't a fake. ]
I can see why. Get the feeling we really don't want to touch those tips though.
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Ah, by the way...what exactly does that insignia mean? Unidentified Slimy Octopus...?
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[ A soft laugh sounded from him then, tapping fingers against the white writing on the pliable blade as he straightened up. ]
It's what they refer to Koro-sensei as. My teacher.
[ A thoughtful pause follows that. ]
The government who supplied our class the weapons to kill him labeled all of them with that insignia to symbolize what they're meant for. [ Karma laughed a little, bending the blade absently to show it's flexibility. ] Think of a being that's about nine feet tall, yellow and has a big round head, a wide smile and about ten tentacles. Two of which he uses as hands.
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Is there a particular reason this government wants him dead, beyond being an inhuman creature?
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[ Spoken as if it wasn't as serious a subject as it currently was. Though briefly something in his expression shifts, thinking back to all the weird gaps in his memories. Why did him and Nagisa end up having that fight whether to 'save' or 'kill' Koro-sensei to begin with? Was there really another way? ]
They've offered a bounty of sorts for his death, too. The one who kills him gets ten billion yen, and if a group does it? thirty billion shared amongst them.
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[ There's almost an amused look on his face now. ]
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Then how do you intend to stop him?
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[ A brief flash of something conflicted crosses Karma's features before he shakes his head. ]
It's not as impossible as it seems. We've made a lot of progress. Not just in our attempts to kill him, but academically, too.
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[ Karma sighed and smiled slightly to himself. ]
Just because we know of them doesn't always make it easy, either.
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[ Going to look away for a moment. It's almost making him feel a bit homesick, being here. The longest he's really been away from Koro-sensei and his class in the past year. ]
Other assassins have tried their hand at killing him but haven't gotten anywhere, either. [ A nod of his head. ] He's also pretty expressive, if you can believe it.
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[ Still amused when he thinks about his first time trying to really get under Koro-sensei's skin. How fun. ]
His face changes colors and has different expressions that mean different moods of his. Gets pretty easy to read after a while.
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I hadn't thought of an octopus' camouflage ability in those terms. It sounds as though it must look a little comical.
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[ Glad to see you're getting something of a kick out of this too, Akechi. ]
From green stripes on his face when he's cocky and assured, to white when indifferent. Not hard to know how he feels, plus he's kinda something of a pervert, too. Never would have initially guessed that about him.
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I have to wonder now if anyone's made a habit of trying to coax different color patterns out of him.
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[ Hey he's glad that talking about his non-human teacher is getting a laugh out of someone honestly. ]
He's... certainly interesting. I wouldn't be the same without his influence on me, really.