[it takes a while for Akira to write his next response because it looks like he is. . . literally fighting with his hand, trying to make it write certain letters when all it wants to do is write THESE OTHER ONES that he DOESN'T WANT!!! he even grabs his wrist with his free hand, like he's going to force it to do what he wants, but--]
[fortunately, he nods his head easily at her request-- yes!! his name is Akira. and in the same motion he breathes out a sigh of relief and scribbles a new message on his notebook]
Sorry. I don't know what's happening, and I don't mean to be confusing.
That's really kind of you. I... think that might be a good idea for now.
...As for Haruka... [She swallows, her hands bunching into her skirt.] I don't know what any of us could have done. Even those of us with medical training would have had very little time to react, and we have very few supplies to assist with rescucitation in that sort of, um... emergency.
...
I don't know how Galo is taking it. I know he was trying to chase them down. I... imagine he's very angry.
[there's a long pause before Akira's next response, but that's because he's having a difficult time consolidating that hypothesis with what he knows about Peach and Plum and Pumpkin so far. they were scattered and secretive, sure. . . but he thought they were good people]
[he had gotten the impression they didn't want to be here. so. . .?]
I can't see any of the staff doing this themselves. But... perhaps they didn't have a choice but to, um... participate. [It's said matter-of-factly, but her whole demeanour shrinks in on itself at that idea.]
If that were the case, then I wonder if they would even let us ask any questions.
[Akira isn't sure what to think about that. part of him wants to give the girls the benefit of the doubt, especially since they've been kind (if sassy) to him]
[but the other part of him. . .]
[. . .]
I tried calling for them after they took Haruka-san away. None of them would answer.
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[it takes a while for Akira to write his next response because it looks like he is. . . literally fighting with his hand, trying to make it write certain letters when all it wants to do is write THESE OTHER ONES that he DOESN'T WANT!!! he even grabs his wrist with his free hand, like he's going to force it to do what he wants, but--]
[in the end]
[the only words he writes are. . .]
Better not tell you now.
[heaves a sigh]
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She looks at her hands, wringing her fingers together, before glancing back up at Akira.]
...I want you to try something, okay?
Nod your head if your name is Akira.
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[fortunately, he nods his head easily at her request-- yes!! his name is Akira. and in the same motion he breathes out a sigh of relief and scribbles a new message on his notebook]
Sorry. I don't know what's happening, and I don't mean to be confusing.
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I take it you haven't been having this issue all week. You seem, um... very confused by it.
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[he looks a little relieved as the compulsion doesn't return for his next response, either]
I think it just started this morning? I was answering questions just fine last night.
[as for why it began this morning. . . well. beats him]
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[...
Wait.
Oops.]
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[he's struggling again as he writes and in the end, as though to confirm her suspicions]
Reply hazy, try again.
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Okay... okay! Um... Nod your head if my assumption was correct.
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[oh thank god it's a command not a question. HE NODS VIGOROUSLY]
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[She offers him a smile, quiet and apologetic.]
Please, write down what you were trying to tell me earlier.
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I don't need anything. You looked really shaken up by what happened earlier, so. . . I wanted to check on you.
Can I get you anything?
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Oh.
...
Her fingers tighten against the paper, looking down at her lap.]
I... [A sigh, her shoulders drooping.] I don't know. I wouldn't really know what to ask for.
I'm sorry for making you worry. It was... really, really hard to watch.
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[reaches out to place a hand against her lower arm. it's supposed to be a comforting gesture, because he is at a loss for what else he can do for her]
It is.
[there was nothing any of them could have done. they don't even know why Haruka died in the first place. had she gotten sick. . .? and if so, how?]
I feel a little. . . helpless. I couldn't do anything for her, so that's why I want to try doing something for everyone else. If I can.
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...As for Haruka... [She swallows, her hands bunching into her skirt.] I don't know what any of us could have done. Even those of us with medical training would have had very little time to react, and we have very few supplies to assist with rescucitation in that sort of, um... emergency.
...
I don't know how Galo is taking it. I know he was trying to chase them down. I... imagine he's very angry.
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[(well, that and his injured back)]
I'm angry, too.
[so. he gets it]
They just took her body away without SAYING anything to us.
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[They had a story ready and everything, perfectly timed. There's no way it was an accident...]
...Maybe they knew this would happen.
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[he had gotten the impression they didn't want to be here. so. . .?]
I. . . I think they did.
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If that were the case, then I wonder if they would even let us ask any questions.
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[Akira isn't sure what to think about that. part of him wants to give the girls the benefit of the doubt, especially since they've been kind (if sassy) to him]
[but the other part of him. . .]
[. . .]
I tried calling for them after they took Haruka-san away. None of them would answer.