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"Did something just happen? I feel like something just happened. Weird," Suzume muttered. "Um... so... what should we do?"
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"Everything is going to be okay."
Keiki smiled sadly.
"I love you, Niwa-face." They whispered.
"Now let's get this over and done with, 'kay?"
Asahi...Chuku, whatever. We can't keep doing this.
"Who the hell are you?
Ugh. Your roleplayer.
...
Alexiis-?
She blinked.
"What!?"
Yeah, well. I'm tired. Let's get this over and done with.
You, dear are to mingle with the other Ultimates, 'kay? None of this shady, 'lone-wolf' type behaviour crap. You need some...character building.
"Hey! Wait a mi-"
Shush.
...
She scowled.
"Alrighty then."
You have been warned.
Hisoka Yamanaku
"Maji?" he called. "A little help? It- oof- looks like you're done!"
Niwa Atsushi
"O-Okay," Niwa nodded shakily. "I trust you. And..." he hesitated. "I love you too."
The BBCode mysteriously disappeared, it probably died along with Megami because it was code, after all.
"SHUT THE F*** UP!!!"
Okay, okay! Jeez, Suzume. Anyway, Dorky's posts refused to have much BBCode, possibly due to being on phone and it being difficult. Also, it seems everyone is breaking the fourth wall now. Back to you, Suzume.
[Suzume Fujimori, Ultimate Scientist]
"Looks like... You two have everything set up. I'll go gather momentos of the people who died... For us to remember them by. And we can all share our... Memories about them."
She felt a pit in her stomach...
"You can come help, any of you, if you'd like."
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"Everything is going to be okay."
Niwa Atsushi
"Funeral..." Niwa echoed. He shifted, to lean against Keiki's shoulder, and walk beside them. So he hadn't imagined that. They were going to hold a funeral.
He thought of Redmonda, briefly.
Maybe she'd get a cameo.
If they'd show the "killers" of course.
"Do you know where it is?" he asked.
Hisoka Yamanaku
Hisoka relieved some of the chairs onto Maji. And in no time, the whole room was cleared, everything moved into adjacent classrooms or the Nurse's Office. It was unlikely anyone would need to go in there for anything other than bandages in the days to come.
Painkillers were still spilled everywhere.
"I heard about your little project, puhuhuhu~ And I brought pictures!"
Hisoka accepted the portraits from the bear. Most of them depicted the individual deceased students: their student id pictures, he supposed. Most smiling, rather fakely.
But others showed the opposite.
Crying.
But always with someone hugging them. Comforting them. Apparently, the flickering power to the lightbulbs was being used on serveillance.
It was kind of creepy- bur also nice.
They had pictures of everyone, from Suko and Kowai and Koda sleeping together, to Megami and Suzume sipping hot chocolate.
They still had the chance to look into the past.
He shuddered.
"Promise...?"
He released Maji's hand, only to stand in front of him. "Trust me, okay? It'll all be okay." He then wrapped his arms around him.
Suzume Fujimori's POV
"I didn't... know Nagisa. Not very well. Those who were close to Nagisa, I think... most of them are dead now. Except one person, and they're not attending here. But his death was a shock to me, and I... really don't she deserved it. She believed in all of us, she really did... and although I think that was naive of him, at the same time, I can't help but admire it..."
She remembered that day. Megami had... given her her plate. She remembered feeling so confused. It felt... drifty, long ago. Megami... she was gone now. It was so hard to believe.
"I... hope he's at peace. Does anyone have any thoughts they'd like to share, regarding Nagisa?"
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"Everything is going to be okay."
Theatre Room
Everyone was magically teleported there, after Majoka had set up all the altars with the sorted pictures. Then Suzume's post happened.
"No," Hisoka said quietly. "I didn't know her well- I think only Niwa could attet to her character, with the people we have right now. He and Keiki should arrive shortly."
Suzume Fujimori's POV
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"Everything is going to be okay."