[taking mineo by the hand, sloth starts to walk them through the spooky woods! sloth's cheer probably (and luckily) makes the spooky woods seem less sinister and more... just surreal.
he's radiating a very earnest kind of cheer. not stupid; sloth isn't stupid actually. just... earnest, simple.]
Oh! You're going to kill him, huh? Well, he's pretty strong, and he's a fighter! I got his autograph!
[it sure does feel surreal - but... well. there's a sense of safety and trust from mineo. like if sloth is here, then he doesn't have anything to be worried about at all!
the simple vibes continue]
.... could you give me some? Vira-san is helping me too but...
Takeru's pretty worried - if I might get voted for this weekend.
[and while there's concern from mineo at that - for the people who are involved - he otherwise doesn't seem that afraid of the idea of getting caught. huh]
[he glances at mineo. there's some genuine confusion and a little curiosity from him!]
You will? Wow, I'd like to see that! [don't just say it that way, sloth.] So many people here like you, you know! You're their friend. Would everyone vote for their friends?
I don't know if what I can give you will help really, but who knows!
[ah..... there's just a snort at that, coupled with a smile.]
I don't know. I... think if there's anyone here that has a solid chance of not getting voted for... it might be me? Is that arrogant? [a beat] But I'm prepared - even if they do. Killing is killing, after all.
[and for someone who's been so afraid of dying for weeks - there's something different in the way he speaks now. something resolute.]
I'll still take whatever I can get. Thanks, Sloth-san.
Well, I can't wait to see Childe fight again! It's really something! [sloth,,] Good luck!
[he sort of just launches himself forward and wraps his arms around mineo's neck and shoulders in a hug.
it feels like mineo falls asleep, almost like the sleep that's taken under anesthesia. he's awake, and then, suddenly, he isn't. he dreams of standing outside on a y-shaped street of tokyo, the sky full of stormy clouds. someone shorter with green hair is standing beside him.
in front of him is a young woman with long, brown hair. she reaches up to touch just below her neck where a collar sits. he hears the sound of a crack, and the collar breaks away to fall down at her feet. she smiles at the two of them as the clouds scatter, letting through the bright light of afternoon sun behind her.
and then mineo wakes up, or maybe he had already been awake with his eyes open. sloth is hovering an inch or so off the ground before him, arms down. his phone chimes. he has an attachment which says Death Do Us Part, and a message:
You can pretend to be dead for a 1 hour duration. During this time, you do not breathe, and your heart does not beat. Nothing and no one can wake you from your slumber.]
Yeah, I'll see you no matter what. [though he can't help but wonder] Is there some kind of reward for getting away with murder?
[please explain literally anything to him]
You didn't see it? It was... I think it was Takeru and Hoshino - I mean, she had her collar, so it had to be her... but then it dropped, and the sun came out.
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he's radiating a very earnest kind of cheer. not stupid; sloth isn't stupid actually. just... earnest, simple.]
Oh! You're going to kill him, huh? Well, he's pretty strong, and he's a fighter! I got his autograph!
[a beat.]
Do you want some help?
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the simple vibes continue]
.... could you give me some? Vira-san is helping me too but...
Takeru's pretty worried - if I might get voted for this weekend.
[and while there's concern from mineo at that - for the people who are involved - he otherwise doesn't seem that afraid of the idea of getting caught. huh]
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[he glances at mineo. there's some genuine confusion and a little curiosity from him!]
You will? Wow, I'd like to see that! [don't just say it that way, sloth.] So many people here like you, you know! You're their friend. Would everyone vote for their friends?
I don't know if what I can give you will help really, but who knows!
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I don't know. I... think if there's anyone here that has a solid chance of not getting voted for... it might be me? Is that arrogant? [a beat] But I'm prepared - even if they do. Killing is killing, after all.
[and for someone who's been so afraid of dying for weeks - there's something different in the way he speaks now. something resolute.]
I'll still take whatever I can get. Thanks, Sloth-san.
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[he sort of just launches himself forward and wraps his arms around mineo's neck and shoulders in a hug.
it feels like mineo falls asleep, almost like the sleep that's taken under anesthesia. he's awake, and then, suddenly, he isn't. he dreams of standing outside on a y-shaped street of tokyo, the sky full of stormy clouds. someone shorter with green hair is standing beside him.
in front of him is a young woman with long, brown hair. she reaches up to touch just below her neck where a collar sits. he hears the sound of a crack, and the collar breaks away to fall down at her feet. she smiles at the two of them as the clouds scatter, letting through the bright light of afternoon sun behind her.
and then mineo wakes up, or maybe he had already been awake with his eyes open. sloth is hovering an inch or so off the ground before him, arms down. his phone chimes. he has an attachment which says Death Do Us Part, and a message:
You can pretend to be dead for a 1 hour duration. During this time, you do not breathe, and your heart does not beat. Nothing and no one can wake you from your slumber.]
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This is so insane, Sloth-san. But I guess if there's some last ditch attempt if people think that I might be dead then they can't vote for me....?
[can
can you fucking imagine oh my god. he does look like he's thinking about it, which is horrible]
Uh - anyway, thanks! [ . . . ] Wait, did I have a dream?
[ABOUT ICHIKA?]
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But even if they do, I'd want to see you, too!
[he blinks.]
Did you...?
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Yeah, I'll see you no matter what. [though he can't help but wonder] Is there some kind of reward for getting away with murder?
[please explain literally anything to him]
You didn't see it? It was... I think it was Takeru and Hoshino - I mean, she had her collar, so it had to be her... but then it dropped, and the sun came out.
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and that's it.]
I didn't see anything, nope. If you had a dream, it's all yours! It sounds like it was a good one, huh?