Game 043 [Voice/Written] - Nothing Wrong Here

[neverplaysfair]

[ The entry opens with audio. ]

Wha--

[ But the voice is cut off almost immediately by the sound of sudden coughing. Red splotches appear on the page, and after only a few seconds, the feed audibly cuts off as the journal is quickly shut. A few minutes later, a written entry starts up in its place with the splotches still visible. ]

What day is it?

And who decided to poke around my home while I was gone?

Comments

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[neverplaysfair]

[ "all this time", as if two years isn't the blink of an eye to him. ]

I'm sure you two had plenty to catch up on.

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[soundfrequency]

It was, er, interesting trying to explain suddenly being two years older.

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[neverplaysfair]

I can only imagine. It isn't the sort of thing most people take kindly to, and Beat is a bit more... difficult to explain to than most.

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[soundfrequency]

He took everything pretty well, though. Just as long as he still has the chance to pop the Composer in the face when he gets home he's happy.

[action] 1/2

[neverplaysfair]

[ has the chance to... ]

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[neverplaysfair]

Please tell me you didn't tell him.

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[soundfrequency]

I didn't. I don't think Shiki has, either.

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[neverplaysfair]

...

[ Joshua lets out a heavy sigh, then starts in on his ramen once more. If Beat never learns of it, the better, but... the chance of that happening is much lower than he's comfortable with.

None of them were supposed to interact with him again after they learned. ]

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[soundfrequency]

...now what?

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[neverplaysfair]

Don't tell him. [ Not that Josh would ever admit it, but it's not an order. It's barely even a request. His tone doesn't give it away, but it's almost entirely a plea. He's not supposed to be getting close. He's not supposed to be making friends. They were all supposed to find out the truth, then get Erased. He shouldn't be doing even this. But with Sanae gone, he has no one else. ]

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[soundfrequency]

[Small pause.]

Why? I don't see why it'd matter.

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[neverplaysfair]

It matters.

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[soundfrequency]

Why? I don't think he'd really try anything.

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[neverplaysfair]

Neku. It matters, so don't tell him.

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[soundfrequency]

...fine.

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[neverplaysfair]

... Why now?

[ It's soft, and said completely to himself in frustration. ]

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[soundfrequency]

[Neku stares down at his lap for a few moments, then-]

Think they'll ever send Mr. H back?

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[neverplaysfair]

[ Joshua fell silent for a long time. Too long, maybe. ]

It doesn't matter what I think.

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[soundfrequency]

...would you want them to?

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[neverplaysfair]

...

[ Yes ]

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[soundfrequency]

[...he made this conversation kind of depressing, didn't he. Subject change!]

Do you need anything?

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[neverplaysfair]

... Companionship, maybe?

[action] wtf I could have swore I replied to this 8| SORRY

[soundfrequency]

I think I can handle that.

[action] it's okay I am being a latebutt 8D

[neverplaysfair]

So kind of you to offer! I didn't even mean from you.

[action] <3

[soundfrequency]

[But—he thought that you meant—Oh damnit. Neku gives an irritated grunt and stands up.]

I'm done here then.