because i dislike clutter!!

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[There is a mikan sitting (delicately, if the bandages are any indication) outside the mess hall with a cup of coffee in hand this morning. She's staring at nothing in particular, and her coffee has in fact gone completely cold.]

[Someone should probably let her know. Cold coffee is gross.]

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[rideseveryone]

... Natsumi?

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[Looks up.] Tsukasa-kun.

[rideseveryone]

What happened?

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[Hesitates a little, less because she doesn't want to say anything and more because she doesn't exactly know what to say.]

[rideseveryone]

[I'll actually wait, because. you're actually hurt and this is not the time to be a douchebag.]

[ridestherider]

October, I guess.

[rideseveryone]

... Have you looked to see if anyone can heal your wounds?

[ridestherider]

I'm fine. They'll heal on their own.

[rideseveryone]

[Nods. Is now having ~*~fun~*~ flashbacks to last October.]

... Tell me what happened.

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There was a lot of blood everywhere -- I was worried that something had happened to someone, so I took a look around, and Shinji and I found one another. And then both of us found Steve, and ... he was the one who was bleeding, but it was like it was impossible. Nobody could bleed that much. He kept telling us that he was sick, that we needed to leave him alone, but how do you leave someone alone like that?

And then he just ... changed, became some kind of monster. He attacked us, and Shinji tried to defend me, but Steve ...

[rideseveryone]

... What happened to Shinji?

[oh shit oh shit oh shit don't say what i think you're about to say.]

[ridestherider]

[Pointedly not looking in your direction.] He's dead.

[rideseveryone]

... And Steve?

[ridestherider]

I don't know.

[rideseveryone]

We need to find him.

[ridestherider]

[Fairly forcefully.] Don't touch him.