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[koat]

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TEXT: around the time regains happen

[underlined]

hey
this is rin right?

[Forgive him; he barely knows how this phone works, and he's doubtless slower at picking it up than Rin might be.]

[koat]

[ At least they have that in common to an extent. Rin's really only been using the phone to take pictures in replacement of his camera. ] yeah you got it! whats up keisuke? did something happen?

[underlined]

oh no no im fine
i was just texting to ask you if
have you checked your locker lately?

phone tree; backdated to june 23rd

[ghostories]

Hello, Rin-san. This is Kanoe Yuuko of 2-A. I have your number from the phone tree. There's been an incident in the cafeteria and Shirogane Naoto of 2-C is...

Anyway, the creature that took her is still on the loose, so please avoid standing near doorways. The students have also gotten violent... Stay safe.

[koat]

I was in the caf when it happened so I saw but thanks for the heads up about everything else. Yuuko, huh..? Stay safe, too. If you get in trouble or need help or something just send me a message of where you are.

Not gomen

[servesup]

_{[Blame this]}

are you alive?

beautiful

[koat]

sure am! were you worried about me? aw!

[servesup]

what? no

call~

[strengthofwheel]

[After Nao's finally caught up to the events, or as close as being caught up can be when he's still not sure how much he's absorbed (too many things happened and he didn't even see them, it's pretty worrisome), he finally manages to find the time to contact Rin. He feels kind of bad, after all, since he didn't mean to jinx himself and actually disappear.

So ring, ring, ring Rin.]

[koat]

[ More often than before, Rin has been keeping his phone either in his grasp or in direct line of sight, a change he's adopted to ensure his ability to answer should he get any calls or messages from people he's waiting on. One such person is just who happens to be calling him, and because he'd been otherwise unoccupied he answers almost a little too quickly. ] Nao? Is that you? [ In a rush of one breath, expectant, demanding. ]

[strengthofwheel]

Good guess.

[He says easily with a soft chuckle, though it wasn't the same type he gives when he's happy. Tired, mostly, and probably a reflexive action than anything else.]

Sorry I couldn't call sooner. It looks like I got held up. I hope I didn't worry you so much.

[Goodness knows he made so many people worry already.]

Random Late Night Text 8/8

[beware_of_karma]

Tell me a story, Rin.

[koat]

what kinda story?
most of mine have to do with fighting
want something else?

text | August 17, evening

[windingdown]

find someplace that locks to stay the night if you can. maybe a classroom. theres some kind of creature stalking the halls and theres no guarantee that itll be friendly.

[koat]

little too late for that its plenty friendly if you want to black out for a while whyre you telling me anyway?

[windingdown]

caught you already i take it. it got me yesterday. think it did something weird but im not sure.

we dont know what its up to. i dont want anything bad to happen to you.

TEXT: sept 14

[underlined]

hey, rin...
were you still really wanting a weapon?

[Guess who just found that switchblade you lent him in his locker...]

[koat]

huh? yeah of course a real weapon using pieces of glass isnt working out all that well [ Hello slicing open your own palm on accident... ] did you find something?

[underlined]

[Rin... no...]

remember that knife you let me borrow?
i found it in my locker... its yours, so you can have it back if you want

text | sept 10

[prudentiam]

i might've been rough on you a while back, but you're not wrong about it being everyone for themselves here.

i think the natives might need to get checked again, but i'm still looking into it. you seen any of them harassing any girls?

[he's a little more blunt about this with rin than he's been with either dal dal or keisuke.

largely, because rin understands, for better or for worse.]

[koat]

[ It isn't a text he expects, though that has more to do with the person behind the message than the contents, but it doesn't take Rin long to respond despite his prior hesitance to send Shinichi a text first himself. ] i might notve be wrong but dont think i was entirely right either not really no but i dont know many of the girls here to begin with what happened?

( activity room, october 21 )

[connote]

[ A procession of sound, isolated and precise, it was familiar, but less collected, a cacophony against the walls of the corridor. There was a lack of interest to pursue the source, the initial novelty already worn after occasional exposure to his unintentional discovery. An idle consideration to join - because he had someone to protect, but even then, Akira failed to see the point of getting himself involved, the hassle of collaborative effort, and the unavailable option to go about things from an individualistic standpoint. He was better off making do with what he could find, alone and unfettered by the restraints of others - probably like the person within the activity room that he was fast approaching.

Akira ought to have walked on by, interest on a steep decline. However, he lingered by the doorway instead, his footsteps muted by an immediate halt of movement and the rhythmic blows against a practice dummy. He had been a witness to the aftermath rather than a bystander to Rin's progressing victory, the coffee shop's floor littered by the defeated, and the center of it all - a mercurial disposition he could hardly fathom. Perhaps it was inane to believe that he was seeing another facet of Rin he wouldn't normally have stumbled across on his own, but he couldn't help the thought of it - even though he was just up against an immobile opponent. Still, he never doubted it for a second, Rin's self-proclamation of being strong. In a way, part of his surprise may have centered around the idea that he didn't expect to run into him here.

It took him a moment, but he finally took a step inside. His mouth went momentarily slack, ready to announce his spontaneous arrival. But, Akira leaned against the wall near the doorway instead. Waiting until Rin was done may be for the best. ]

[koat]

[ Rin had gone to the room initially to take stock, make sure he had everything in order for the coming day he'd need them. The addition of the switchblade Keisuke had returned to him is a lucky break considering his other options are a damaged bat and shards of glass, though he's still holding out for the knives he's more accustomed to, but the rest of his own belongings are hardly anything impressive. Bandages made from the parts of his uniform he doesn't use can only do so much if a ghost can cause irreparable harm in an instant. Eventually, though, he'd needed to let out some steam, and a silent, non-living target is favourable when he has a lot on his mind. He notices in the middle of practising, swinging fists and kicks at the dummy, that his hair is proving to be an issue, starting to get too long again now; he wouldn't care about the rest but his bangs demand attention with how obstructive they can be to his vision. He has his other senses to rely on, of course, and perhaps back in Toshima it would have been a welcomed challenge to make fights more interesting, but here it's far too dangerous to play such a game. Speaking of games... It's funny, in a weird way, that Rin now finds himself a participant of the next round of Hide-and-Seek. Normally, he'd never do something like this, finding the idea of the game utterly foolish with how little information they were supplied and how, from an outside view, it only seemed like a worthless endeavour that ended with many lives loss (no matter if they came back in the end). And yet all it'd took was hearing that Hiro - smart, trusting Hiro who he's grown to care about maybe a little too much - was joining for the second time to have him going too. Of course, he wants to go to protect him, but Rin knows better than that - knows that he's unfortunately, hopelessly, infuriatingly a step behind this place; he can't fight ghosts, intangible horrors, nor could he fight the monsters he'd encountered that had snatched him up in their jaws despite any fight he'd put up. How could he possibly protect a friend in a game that had killed so many already? The thought circles his mind countless times as he practices, just as it has for the many days since he'd made the decision, and he strikes at the dummy with a lot more force, letting out a frustrated sound that could almost be mistaken for one in pain. He halts his movements after that, shoulders and chest heaving with his pants as he leans his sweaty forehead against the dummy, still unaware that he's no longer alone. ]

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[peopleneedyou]

Do you like spicy food?

[koat]

cant say one way or another food i got used to where im from was bland didnt have much taste did you make something?