Not Again! With Akira

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...you're right. And with my voice at the beginning, everyone here should've heard it.

[Because they have all heard Chuuya speak, so they should recognize his voice.]

Someone's messing with us.

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Exactly.

But I can't tell if there's something out there preventing us from recognizing familiar voices, or--

[a pause]

If they're just messing with our heads.

[by using voices they would recognize]

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What would even be doing it? Those three- Purple and the others- they said they didn't want any of us to kill each other. They said we were just supposed to relax here.

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I don't know.

[he super doesn't have the answer to that]

I really don't know. I don't even have a guess.

I'm so fucking clueless about what's going on here and it's pissing me off.

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Maybe we can hold out until Monday and ask the three counselors then. Assuming they're not the ones doing this and won't give us a bullshit answer.

[Maybe it will be like the mansion where the house was evil and the girls and blue were on their side? Who knows.]

But if it's pissing you off, c'mon. Let's go get the fight out of you.

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. . . you can bet I'm going to grill them on this. And a few other things, too. I'm sure we'll only get vague answers, but what else can we do?

[dear mods: I apologize in advance for your inboxes next week]

[anyway, Chuuya's offer takes him by surprise]

Huh?

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You're pissed off, and you're probably still not thinking straight. So let's go work that anger out of you.

[Tug tug, let's go to the multi sport court.]

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[probably still not-- oh]

[. . . 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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It was an effect, wasn't it? And it cleared up as soon as you woke up, huh?

[He already knows the answer, but confirming it.]

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It cleared up when curfew began.

[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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We'll have to watch and make sure it doesn't happen again. Be sure to talk to me again if you have feelings of paranoia like that, okay?

[No accidentally murdering someone while paranoid.]

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[set his jaw firmly and nods]

Yeah. Of course.

I will, without question.

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Good. And I'll do the same too, in case someone tries to get to me instead.

[He might. Need more of a physical restraint. Because boy can he be dunb sometimes.]

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[CONSIDERING CHUUYA MURDERED ONCE BEFORE. . .]

I'll sit on you.

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[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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[eyeing those rubber balls, but he seems interested]

I'll hug you until you can't move anymore because you're wrought with feelings.

[HOW IS THAT]

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What a charmer. That'll stop me for sure.

[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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Get over there and I'll toss you one.

[It is a trap.]

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You mean "try to bean you in the face with one," right?

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[:D]

You'll have to find out.

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[sighs]

[and spreads his arms wide]

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[HERE IT COMES but he can probably catch it, the movement is obvious.]