[Considering that he murdered once before for a relatively tame motive...]
As if I wouldn't just shove you off.
[By the way they're at the court now, and Chuuya is going to get a couple of those red rubber balls. The ones that definitely can sting if they hit skin.]
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[dear mods: I apologize in advance for your inboxes next week]
[anyway, Chuuya's offer takes him by surprise]
Huh?
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[Tug tug, let's go to the multi sport court.]
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[. . . well, some of the anger evaporates into apologetic sheepishness]
Are you talking about yesterday?
[but he is following Chuuya, stumbling up beside him]
I need to apologize to 45.
Please ignore everything I said about her yesterday.
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[He already knows the answer, but confirming it.]
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[he corrects, his expression twisting]
. . . but yeah. It was some kind of effect. Whether it's from the camp or someone else's power. . . I don't know.
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[No accidentally murdering someone while paranoid.]
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Yeah. Of course.
I will, without question.
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[He might. Need more of a physical restraint. Because boy can he be dunb sometimes.]
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I'll sit on you.
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As if I wouldn't just shove you off.
[By the way they're at the court now, and Chuuya is going to get a couple of those red rubber balls. The ones that definitely can sting if they hit skin.]
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I'll hug you until you can't move anymore because you're wrought with feelings.
[HOW IS THAT]
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[He nods his head to the other side of the court. Go stand over there, Akira.
...yes, Chuuya still has all the rubber balls.]
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Hey. Share your loot. Don't hog all of the dodgeballs.
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[It is a trap.]
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You'll have to find out.
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[and spreads his arms wide]
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