Thirty. [Video]

[scarredtruth]

[At first, there's only gray static, objects and anything else in view distorted. Slowly, the image comes in: slightly blurry, focused out, and upside down. Movement in the background, a body can be seen sitting with its back to the wall - or the ceiling, as it appears at first - and head down. Messy blond hair, long limbs. Soubi's easily

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[heinesangel]

[She was watching... the whole time.]

...

[scarredtruth]

...

[Video]

[heinesangel]

[Voice]

[scarredtruth]

[Smothered, almost too soft to hear.]

Nill.

[roseraiebleue]

[scarredtruth]

Charles

[roseraiebleue]

I hope this weakness is only temporary. I've already told you that I have no intention of letting him control you.

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[scarredtruth]

But Seimei--

following the trend

[foresight2020]

[scarredtruth]

I--

[i_themagician]

... What's wrong?

[Voice]

[scarredtruth]

[Mumbled, nearly inaudible.]

It's complicated.

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[collapsetozero]

I swear.

[knocking on the closet door]

Soubi. Hiding in the closet isn't going to do anything.

And Kio will have to change clothes eventually.

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[collapsetozero]

[Natsuo looks over to Kio; he rolls his eyes slightly before nodding with a sigh.]

Yeah, he just went in there. Youji's meeting Nagisa-sensei to get Ritsuka.

[There's loud pounding coming from the other closet, and Natsuo's ears twitch at the sound.]

Youji and me put Yurio in there.

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[scarredtruth]

[He could hear voices outside the door, his sense of sight gone and making it easier for him to distinguish who was who in the midst of the chaos. One of the brats, Natsuo probably, and... Kio.

Perhaps his heart was pounding too fast for him to control, the rush of adrenaline not something he easily welcomed. It made his head hurt, his eyes burn. So, he moved again and pushed his way deeper into the closet - what little room there was to actually move in - and continued to do so until he was hunched against the corner, shoulders digging against the wall to secure his position. He rubbed at his face once he'd stopped, listening to the conversation and wondering--

"I'm not coming out."

Soubi did his best to firmly insist upon that statement, though his voice wavered at the end and just died into the slightest of squeaks. He didn't want to see anyone, didn't want anyone to see him. Legs as comfortable as he could manage, and he pulled them against his chest, resolving not to go anywhere at all.]

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[withoutnobody]

[withoutnobody]

... Soubi.

Is everything...? Stupid question, I guess.

[Voice]

[scarredtruth]

[Perhaps his voice cracks just slightly.]

Riku.

[Voice]

[withoutnobody]

Do you...? Uhm. Are you...?

[ H-Hi, have some awkwardness. ] Do you need me?