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[deontology]

[He can't help it, it's his character archetype!!

Sousei tilts his head vaguely in response to that; it tells him that this nonhuman paid some attention to Japanese history, if nothing else.]

I am not one myself, no. [But his family...yeah, that's his family, and he does share their bloodline and carry that latent spiritual power.

He just hasn't used it himself.]

But I am familiar with nonhumans, as any would be in this family line. Just as with any other person, if you do not cause trouble, I have no reason to be concerned.

cw: suicide mention

[dereban]

Well, we'd have to make sure that the signature is actually hers.

[ ... but they're not dead? That might actually mean something, to say the least. It's possible that the death was completely staged. Or they actually "died" but came back to life. That would only mean a fake suicide. ]

Mine is signed as well and says "Regardless, those matters are irrelevant. This is the truth".

But why would they want to fake their deaths...

[rebelia]

I could say the same for you . . . Although it's probably not as much of a problem for you as it would be for me, is it?

[patrimony]

No, I am in good health. This was not a place that I had chosen to be in. --Are these sorts of roles forced on others often? It's unsavory treatment towards those here. [ Her brows furrow, on guard once more. ]

[patrimony]

There is no excuse for killing another.

[ To her, there was always another way. ]

[immobileyes]

...! R-right, we should go!

[ And she looks around, before pointing towards another hallway to the right. ]

Maybe this way?

[ She has no idea. ]

[rebelia]

Ah, it's unsavory, all right. It's expected when you play ViViD, but we've been force logged twice within the past month – not that CERES seems to care. You'll find you don't have much of a choice whenever something happens around here.

[endgamer]

[Sorry not sorry to his actual friends, either. Even if they're not Division One anymore, he would be remiss if he didn't saddle the others with a part in this.]

I sure do. I just know they'd be into having a theme song too. Good looking out, there.

[undaunts]

Well... it was pretty creepy down there. But I've never murdered anyone, so it was obviously telling lies!

So... I decided not to listen to it!

[frybits]

[He knows that. It's a good thing he's fairly self-sufficient considering you guys leave him by alone so much anyway!]

Well, there were lotsa other people too, but I didn't know any of them. Oh, but then I found Lion in my room! So it's not so bad!

[succeeder]

I think I can survive a subpar video game attempting to goad me...

[ ViViD points, though? He's still not up to speed on what all those are used for, and whatever they are, he could probably use them. Probably not enough that he needs to stay here forever, but... ]

So what are the victory criteria, if I do not want to quit prematurely?

[rebelia]

You would do that.

[Ruby strikes him as so simple – and not in the bad way.]

It didn't even bother you?

[zitteraal]

[ The worst part of asking someone their name is the eventual need to, you know... give them one in return. Mr. Awkward Blanket Hobo looks slightly perturbed for a split second, because does it!! truly matter!! what his name is... it's absurd to keep posturing, though, so he'll give in.

That was about 7 seconds of completely unnecessary silence, though. Not at all weird. ]

Adolf Reinhardt. Don't thank me yet— I haven't done anything.

[ And, well. Look at this nerd, trying to brush by her in his stupid sheet. ]

—And if you need to come into these games again, next time, don't do it alone.

[zitteraal]

Hn.

Are they monitoring this conversation, too?

[ It would be pretty difficult to find a way through their defenses if they're under constant surveillance, after all. ]

[zitteraal]

[ Ah, this hurts. It's also somewhat out of left field, a sudden confession of something seemingly private, coming from such a small frame. He sees the nails biting into skin, hears how those words trail off, and thinks to himself that to this boy's credit, he has the courage to admit when the truth hurts.

(He doesn't want to think about his own truth, of the value of it, of the value of his own being.)

After a beat, he raises one burn-scarred hand, hovers it between the two choices. ]

Are you afraid that whatever truth this place may show you will hurt?

[ He keeps his tone placid, even; but the sentiment behind his words edge in, compassionate despite its distance. ]

[zitteraal]

22?

...You can't be older than 16.

[ ??? HE'S SO STARTLED... ]

[zitteraal]

...Respect the wishes of your elders. You young girls have more reason to spend money than I do.

[ adolf you're 27, not 72 ]

[unwaverings]

[ ... Ah. Hinata, what. ]

... You didn't run into them around here, did you?

[ Please don't let there be more like that guy here. ]

[worldcup]

Emiya Shirou.

[ She's half-German, so you're not wrong there, Rei. Though when she says Shirou's full name, she doesn't seem to mispronounce it this time around. ]

Though I don't know if he's here anymore.

[unwaverings]

[ ... Wh. That gets him thinking about his own world, actually. Because he's in the same boat as her, he guesses. ]

Wait, does that mean I'm from the past, too? We don't have any of this stuff either ...

[ Now he's just vaguely confused. Anna why. ]

[unwaverings]

[ Hmmm. ]

Well, we're here now, so there's not a lot we can do but keep going forward. [ He smiles a little for her, too! ] I'm sure it'll be fine! We've gotta be getting close to the end!

[ Optimism, Kyouko! ]

[earthshaken]

[Why would a boss be drawn to the power of Keyblades? Terra's unfamiliar with Heartless behaviour, and Keyblades are supposed to be a well-guarded secret, precisely so people aren't drawn to it power. But he shrugs it off. Before he can go ahead and lead the way, though, Roxas summons his Keyblades.

Terra had only seen one Keyblade the first time he had seen Oathkeeper, so he expected the same thing again. Yet this time, that's not what happens.]

Two Keyblades... [He stares at Roxas, not hiding his surprise.] How is that possible...? Only one Keyblade can choose a wielder.

[harepiece]

That might be one reason. There are still a lot of things about this place that we don't know, so it's hard to even start making guesses.

[Which he hopes changes soon, but it's getting pretty hard to keep up that optimism. He isn't even one of the blind optimists, either...

But with all this bad news bears happening, he still offers a smile!]

We're definitely working on it, though. It's a little slow-going, but there are a lot of talented people here.

[souredsweet]

[He's the king of blanket hobo land and someone needs to help him out because he's clearly Struggling... What was up with that awkward silence?? No one ever taught him how to converse properly, what a sad guy.]

Regardless, that you were kind enough to offer at all merits a thank you.

[Letting him brush on past... GOOD BYE, MYSTERY MAN. Except--]

Should you be alone? I can accompany you, if you'd like. It's just as dangerous for someone who doesn't know what to expect.

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[emotive]