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15strangers2017-12-10 05:32 pm
strangerpeople) wrote in 15strangers2017-12-10 05:32 pm
WEEK 3
[Once everyone has gotten out of the elevator, those who go to look for Akira and Kurama will find that they have been put into one of their rooms, together, safely tucked into bed with a glass of milk for each of them. And - aside from the bruises of being suctioned into a death cylinder and tranquilized with some very strong drugs - they are alive and unharmed.
Naturally, this means that Akira and Kurama are the first to experience the dreams, but everyone will experience them, once they finally fall asleep, for good and ill.
Despite everything, too, the survivors will find many other new things facing them as they wake up. A new evolution for their powers, a new wing...and a new rule, updated after the execution. The profiles have also been updated, to reflect the Titled's ever-dwindling numbers.
This is going to be a long week, that's for sure.
There are ten strangers left in this place.
((OOC: Don't forget to do Activity Check along with memory regains, everyone!))
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Too much blood. Even for him.
He was thankful Akira wasn't conscious to witness what happened to his boyfriend. It was bad enough the image - no the memory - was seared into his mind along with this nagging persistence that hadn't left him since then. Feeling like he needed something to distract him, he intended to head up to check the new floor on Monday when he spotted Akira, a tight, tense feeling lodged in his chest that reminded him he hadn't followed through on something he'd promised he'd do if stupid things were done. So that meant him walking up to Akira, a fire in his eyes and not much kindness in his expression. ]
Hey. Get up.
[ Something about his tone is non-argumentative. Expressing that if he doesn't get up, he'll physically make him do so. Karma's dealing with a lot of things on his end as well, so while it seems like he's just pissed off at Akira, there's much more to it. ]
I won't say it again, Akira-kun.
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His eyes lift at that command, and... is that defiance in his eyes? Maybe. Still, he doesn't bother finding out how stubborn Karma's going to be in getting him to stand. ]
This is it, huh...?
[ With that, he's going to be moving to stand, one hand -- the one he'd damaged against the wall -- sliding into his pocket. The other hands at his side. There's a look in his eyes... almost as though he's daring Karma to do whatever it is he's planning. ]
Planning on punching me for "being stupid?"
[ If Karma's planning on him just taking it...? Well... good luck, kid. Akira's going to be dodging and/or deflecting anything thrown his way. ]
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His breath hitched in his throat, even as a rough sounding laugh hissed past his lips. Only for him to bring up his hands a moment later, grabbing Akira by the collar of his shirt and slamming him roughly against the wall behind him; practically almost lifting him up off the floor. ]
What else would it be for?
[ Karma's expression was borderline vicious, clouded with anger but also mixed in was a touch of concern and near desperation that he wasn't even quite aware in being present. ]
A good number of us didn't want that to happen to Akechi-kun. It didn't mean doing something that could have gotten you killed! [ His grip on Akira's shirt grew tighter, to the point his knuckles were turning a bit white. ] I know what he meant to you, and I know you didn't want to lose him but do you think he'd be happy if you would have died there with him?!
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All the while... he stares, he feels that grip tighten, he notices the look in Karma's eyes. It's almost the mirror image of what he's internally wearing. It hurts. And there's a small flinch at the last part, but nothing more.
His uninjured hand reaches up, firmly wrapping around Karma's wrist. His expression eases away from forced calm right into something fierce. He knows the redhead's hurting.
They all are. ]
For starters, it's not always about what everyone wants.
[ It's not a tone he's ever used outright of the Metaverse. A sort of calm resting between two different kinds of storms. Unwavering in the kind of way that might make it crystal clear his opinion isn't going to change, even if someone beat him to a bloody pulp. ]
But the day I stop fighting for the people and the things I love and believe in, is the day I'm already dead. There is nobody here who will stop me from fighting my hardest to protect everyone.
[ Overt calm expression, but with a blazing rage in his eyes. ]
If this place wanted a good little boy... One who will play along with their rules and do nothing while more people are killed... [ He sounds... calm. ] They should have considered putting my name back into the hat.
[ His grip briefly turns almost bruising. ]
I'd rather die, fighting with everything in me to protect the ones most important to me, than live with myself after doing nothing other than watch them die.
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Anger's burning at him from the inside like a fire, reminding him of the last time his anger had taken ahold of him and it only caused a bitterness to well up alongside it. His lips curled into something akin to a snarl, one hand drawing back in a fist as if he were truly going to hit Akira but not doing so just yet. ]
I never said to stop fighting to protect everyone, you idiot. Just find a way to do it so you won't get yourself killed in the process.
[ His hand wavered before shooting out, but instead of hitting Akira? Hit the wall next to his head with a thud, not even blinking at the slight shock of pain that ran up his arm. Due to that, he didn't even really feel it as the other's grip tightened on his wrist. ]
Do you even hear yourself right now? I'm not saying do nothing. Just stop and consider the people you'd be leaving behind if you went ahead and died while in a damn fit of heroics!
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Because in the next second, there's an unsteadiness to his expression. His teeth clench harshly, and his voice finally cracks just a little -- the volume just briefly rises. ]
And what time did I have to find anything, huh!?
[ During the trial. ]
If I can't protect the person who matters more to me than anyone else, then what good--
[ It's the last words that seem to finally strike something harshly... He's actually glaring for a second. ]
If I hadn't done what I did at that trial, then I would have been doing nothing!
[ His breaths are unsteady as his head drops. An unsteady laugh breaks free for just a fraction of a second. ]
... Heroics...
[ A hint of empty defeat enters his voice. ]
Is that what you saw...?
[ It's not a real question. He sees nothing heroic in what he did. Kurama, yes... Himself? No. ]
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He then drew back the hand that had hit the wall and instead opted to lightly press his knuckles against Akira's chest lightly, right where his heart was. ]
I... [ Why does his throat feel really tight right now? ] I'm pissed off that you at least had the damn audacity to try doing that, and that I should have somehow tried harder. To help you two save him, because I know if it was the person I loved being put in that position, I would have done the same as you.
[ That's not easy for him to outright admit but it's there. ]
Yeah. You did what nobody else had the damn strength to. Trying to save someone else's life is heroic, isn't it?
[ These are all unexpected feelings that came out of nowhere. Make them STOP. ]
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Akira's shoulders jerk, his breaths escaping unsteadily, expression shifting into something tense and strained...
Hero?
He's just some guy who'd been doing what he could at the time to save someone he'd fallen for. Someone who, if he'd been paying closer attention and not letting himself be distracted by the rest of the situation just for a moment, he might have been able to stop ahead of time. Someone he'd known was capable of killing, and yet hadn't fought to keep a closer watch on. He'd known what his secrets being out would have meant... All the shit Shido had done, could do...
It could have been...
Damn it, he could have found a way!!!
He just hadn't thought the secrets would have been that... much more... or that it could have-- ]
I'm--
[ His vision's blurry, voice cracking for just a moment before he works to get it back under control. ]
A hero does things selflessly. [ Admitting this kind of... sucks. ] In that moment, my thoughts weren't selfless.
[ His teeth clench together, hand firmly pressing to his face. He's trying to keep the damn tears in. ]
In that moment...
[ Heh... ]
It was about saving him because I couldn't stand to lose yet another person. [ Yes. This is a legitimate thing he is beating himself up over, along with everything else. ] So, doesn't that mean it was more for my sake, than for his?
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Usually Karma was used to being able to hit others or use his words to damage others to avoid showing his own pain, but here he couldn't run from it. Maybe because it wasn't just his, but Akira's that was so clearly defined that these feelings wrapped around his throat and held tightly; becoming nearly overwhelming. ]
...It doesn't matter for what reason you were doing it. You were still trying to save someone you cared for from being killed. No... No hero is completely selfless, either.
[ He had to stop, take in a soft breath and finally look up at the other with something a bit more resolute flashing in his eyes. Though the palpable hurt was still there. ]
Nobody else should have to die here, but thinking that it won't happen anymore than it has already...? Even I know that's impossible. You just... have to keep standing tall even in the face of that. [ A small, sharp inhale, then exhaling shortly afterward. ] That's what Akechi-kun would want, don't you think?
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Those words are almost exactly something he would say, and yet... here they are, being spoken to him in a moment of some of the worst pain he's ever experienced. His expression is strained as he looks at the redhead. There's a long pause.
But... he finally releases a sharp exhale. He lowers his head, eyes closing for a lengthy pause. When he finally does look back up, he nods. ]
He'd want... us to keep fighting to put an end to this game...
[ One hand moves to rest on Karma's shoulder. ]
Standing tall...
[ The smile is faint, grateful... ]
You're... an amazing person, Karma.
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Even in the face of such pain that threatened to overtake him.
Upon Akira agreeing with him, Karma nodded and was wordlessly glad that the other knew where he'd been coming from with what he'd said before. It'd only made him feel more resolute in the long run, though it didn't entirely prepare him for what came next. ]
Hmm? How so?
[ That comment - and added grateful smile - of Akira's had thrown him off guard so he hadn't been expecting it, not sure if it was just simply because of something he'd said before that had brought this on. ]
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It took a lot for me to drag myself out of the room, and then come sit out here. It felt like I was put on auto-pilot.
[ He releases a lengthy exhale, and then nods. ]
But, after talking to you, I do feel stronger. Not everyone is willing to say exactly what's going on in their head or heart, but you said... exactly what I needed to hear.
[ He tilts his head to the side a little, one corner of his lips tugged upward as he twists a small strand of bangs. ]
And I find it amazing.