so I guess the fortune teller's right ((canon update and open rp))

[righteous_pen]

It was the first thing Teru had done in - too long. Months. He'd told himself that nothing was wrong, that in a school full of demonic psychopaths it was only sensible to keep to himself. But that wasn't why he isolated himself, and he knew it

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[mello_n_choco]

"New fashion statement?" I ask, leaning against the door jam. This is probably the last place I expected Mikami, and looking like that.

[righteous_pen]

Teru flinched back, letting out a hiss. "You go away."

[mello_n_choco]

I raise an eyebrow. "Why? Don't you need help?" I ask, letting my voice drip with sarcasm. "You really look like you could use help, Teru."

[righteous_pen]

"Don't you touch me!" They weren't supposed to have him any more, not now. He'd escaped, done what was right.

[mello_n_choco]

"I wasn't planning on it," I say dryly. "What makes you think I'd want to touch you? Has that butter gone to your brain?"

[righteous_pen]

"No one would say anything." His eyes were glazed, staring at a point somewhere past Mello's head. "No one ever did, and now there's no one to know. He just locked me away, no trial and no witnesses. But I'm out now. I'm not his puppet."

[mello_n_choco]

"He locked you away for trial, you know that. There were witnesses that survived, Teru. That Matsuda for one. The only one who made you a puppet, idiot, was Kira and yourself," I snap at him. God, this idiot. He can't seriously believe that we had anything to do with his actions, can he?

[righteous_pen]

Teru laughed, bitterly. "Oh, why would he do that? He wouldn't give me that dignity. And the courts aren't built for gods or monsters. You'd just shut me away to rot. A little doll in a little box."

[mello_n_choco]

"Which is more than you gave others, isn't it, Teru?" I ask, taking a step into the room. "More than you gave me, more than you intended to give Near that much. More than you deserve."

[righteous_pen]

"Y-you - I told you, stay away from me!" He struggled to find purchase against the slippery floor, to stand up, get away - they weren't supposed to hurt him now, he'd ended it himself...

[mello_n_choco]

"Why? If it hadn't been for you, I'd still be alive. If it hadn't been for you, how many hundreds would still be alive. You are nothing but a mass murderer and you dare blame us for your death, for your imprisonment?" I stalk in the room, watching enough to avoid the butter.

[righteous_pen]

"My death was my own!" He managed to scramble to his feet, for now - at least he wouldn't lie there helpless, this time. "I deserved it, yes, and it was mine, the last justice I could bring."

From under the popcorn table, Masuyo hissed, her back arched, fur standing out.

"And how many more hundreds would be dead if not for me? How many thousands if not for Kira?"

[mello_n_choco]

"How many fish in a barrel did you shoot? How many people did you deny justice and due process, something you're so arrogant about?" I cross my arms over my chest. "How many people did you murder in cold blood, premeditating your actions, justifying them, just like any serial killer."

[righteous_pen]

"...eight thousand, one hundred and eighty four," Teru said, quietly. He'd known the figure before they destroyed the book and his memory with it, kept track of it the way he did everything, and now his mind was all shattered fragments but that one seemed to have come back to him. Numbers were easy, they didn't shift and betray you. "Including names I sent to Takada. One thousand nine hundred and eighty by my own hand. There." His voice was rising, gradually. "Want me to cower in shame for it now? Because I will, I will - did I not tell you what I've just done? - but not for you."

[mello_n_choco]

"May you remember everything for the rest of your pathetic life," I say, turning on my heel and leaving.

[righteous_pen]

...that's it? Teru blinked, watching as Mello walked away. That was it. He was still standing, unharmed.

The room suddenly felt very cold.

"...I plan to," he said, softly.