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[misterious]

[ She watched Makoto Naegi die, the squelch of flesh and viscera, the crunch of bone, the dull thump...thump...thump of the machine that mashed him to a pulp. All the evidence pointed to the fact that he was dead, yet she found herself wishing it wasn't true. In spite of all her efforts to keep emotions from clouding her judgement, the guilt of letting her ambitions come before the life of another gnawed at her mind enough for false hope to creep in.

Maybe he lived.

After all, his body fell into the trash room below. It was unlikely that it would have been cleaned up and whisked away elsewhere. If she could see it, she could confirm that he was dead, once and for all. She might also uncover some clues behind the mastermind who had set the trap with her in mind.

She concealed herself in a garbage bag and had her classmates drop her down the trash chute. The fall was longer than expected.

The death was instantaneous. Or it should have been, were it not for the fact she had woken up in yet another school. After giving herself a minute to adjust, her best course of action was to get a lay of the land and gather as much information as she could. ]

[ You might have felt a pair of eyes watching you in the public areas today, the slightest glimpse of a girl, pale and willowy, wandering in the shadows, or in some corner just within earshot. She observes but never approaches, maintaining a neutral expression regardless of what's going on around her and walking away as soon as anyone makes a step in her general direction.

Maybe she wasn't watching you after all. Maybe she's a ghost. Can something more ghostly exist in a town of dead souls? It is a mystery.

After a few hours of reconnaissance/creeping, she's slipped into the library to peruse the science stacks. With a wall at one end, there's only one way in and out. She's mindful of that opening, keeping an eye on it, just in case someone feels inclined to corner her and confront her. ]

Comments

[mightletyouknowme]

[Or what? What kind of answer is that?

Sena stops. She's not going to chase this girl if she's going to end up being like all the other ones.]

You'll miss out on the great chance to get to know the great Kashiwazaki Sena.

[misterious]

[ Did this girl just say what she thought she just said? In complete seriousness?

It's mind-boggling enough for her to stop. Just.... what. So she asks, politely humoring her: ]

What makes you great?

[mightletyouknowme]

Is it really that hard to see? I'm perfect. There's nothing I can't do.

[misterious]

[ ...Does this girl suffer from delusions of grandeur? She has no intention of finding out.

Proceeding with the "walking away" thing. ]

[mightletyouknowme]

You're still going to walk away after that?!

[misterious]

...What does it look like I'm doing?

[mightletyouknowme]

H-how...?[It's barely a whisper. Somehow, it seemed different here. Everybody had just gotten along with her.]

F-fine. I have better things to do anyway.

[misterious]

After you put so much effort into giving chase and tried to get me to stay?

Sounds a little contradictory, don't you think?

[mightletyouknowme]

I was just trying to be friendly. It's my job to make new people feel welcome but not if they're going to keep running away.

[misterious]

[ She raises an eyebrow in doubt. ]

Your job.

[mightletyouknowme]

They don't just let anybody be on the student council, you know.