As soon as she had the chance, Sheena ninja'd herself out of the cafeteria and away from the conversation she'd been semi-forced to have. She probably could have just clammed up and told the boys to go away, but she'd kind of owed at least Endrance some kind of explanation. It wasn't everyday the embodiment of darkness pops up and delivers a
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Being back in Kyoto again would be a relief for a number of reasons, but among them would definitely be the fact that the world would follow the rules she had lived with for the first twenty years of her life.
Another reason would be the lack of busybody nurses trying to lead her from place to place. This time they apparently wanted her to go into "Arts and Crafts" and she...well, wasn't terribly interested. Her target was in this room, to begin with, and she needed to sit and think and piece together what she'd already gathered. Fortunately she'd been well-behaved enough that the nurse was willing to give in to a pleading look and request to take a nap instead, and she settled on an unoccupied couch.
Despite her claim of fatigue, though, she opened her journal to a blank page, absently tapping a pen against the paper as though trying to think of something to write. Her attention, though, was focused on what was going on around her rather than that, as usual.
[for Honey]
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Honey padded into the Sun Room without much of his usual cheer. There was hardly anyone he knew here too. But after a moment of looking, he did manage to spot Sen on one of the couches. He didn't waste time and toddled over to her, hugging her lap, heedless of the pen and paper, and burying his head in one of her legs, holding back sniffles all the while.
"Sen-neeeee," he wailed.
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For half a second even she was startled, with an inward twinge as memory supplied the image of another young man, hair red and spiky rather than blond and calling "Ayu-nee!" Almost automatically she dropped the pen and stroked his hair gently before resting her hand on his head. "Honey-kun?" she asked, sounding concerned. "Whatever is the matter?"
She couldn't help but notice that the unexpected jostling had allowed the pictures concealed in the pages of her journal to shift, leaving the corner of one just visible. Hopefully Honey wouldn't think to look, especially not if he was worried about other things. And she'd pretend not to notice, lest she called attention to it.
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"The nurses were mean and... and they made me sit with someone even meaner at Lunch today," he pouted, hugging his rabbit tightly in front of him. Really, he was disappointed in himself too. If it were any other time and place he would've been confident about defending his friends. But here, where things were just so different, even the things he'd once been able to count on had been shaken. "We got in a fight."
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"At least he's gone now, though, and hopefully they wouldn't make you sit with him ever again if he's that mean." And at least it hadn't been anything really serious. "What was the fight about?"
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"I found out that... that he's the one who keeps posting mean things on my nice bulletin notes. When I try to cheer people up, he talks about hurting people," he tried to explain, but found it a little difficult when he was worried about Takashi too. It was Lockdown's fault anyway, not his. Or should've been at least. Maybe he'd overreacted just a little, but...
"It's not fair."
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"I'm glad that you're trying to help people cheer up, though," she continued, deciding it best to start moving away from the topic of the nameless mean person. "This place is bad enough on its own without some of us trying to make it even worse, and I think you're doing a good thing, with your bulletin notes and your club and everything."
Whether or not he was helping anyone, he was at least trying to do so, which was more than a lot of people. Honey seemed like a nice young man, if a bit...idealistic.
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He sighed and moved to get up, climbing into the seat next to Sen.
"There were other people too, that said it wasn't good to tell people's names and who they like. Because then bad people might find it and hurt them. I don't want that to happen either, but... I want people to smile more too."
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She glanced over at the bulletin board for a moment, looking thoughtful. "But I guess you need to decide what's more important. I think cheering people up is a very good thing, especially when they feel like there's nothing they can do. Is there a way to do it without including names, so nobody complains?"
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