speed dating 2.0

[idolpro]

WHO: More idols looking to have a good time
WHERE: Game Tower
WHEN: Day 120, morning

[ Hello, Idols! Are you ready for a game?

Some of you may have played this before! The area is familiar for sure: today's playing field is an expansive balcony with several mini-tables paired with two patio chairs each, garden umbrellas planted to keep the heat away. You can see the rest of the city from up here, too - it turns out you're pretty high up as you can even see the start of the Rainbow Bridge from here, though the railings are high so there's not a high likelihood of accidentally falling down.

There are a few pink lemonade pitchers scattered around with paper cups if you're thirsty, and some bite-sized chocolates if you're hungry. Cute snack food!

The instructions look familiar, too: it's a light game, with no enforced truth-telling even. No status effects! Just dates!

There are cards on the table, too! ]

INSTRUCTIONS | SIGN-UPS | TURN-IN | OVERFLOW

Comments

[syncintohell]

I suppose that is no surprised coming from you. You can lose the point of a conversation scarcely a minute into it. Lacking your neck, I am certain you would leave your head on your desk in the morning.

[ He mimes a slit across the throat, and laughs drily before shaking his head ]

Meanwhile, I find myself having no such problems. Even without memories, Nito managed to worm his way into my good graces once more. It's curious the way things seem to have changed so little, non?

[composeur]

--- Nito?

[ visibly fastforwards through all of that, even the morbid shit, to 'nito'. ]

... that guy. The rabbit? The little one, like a fairy? [ wait ] He was here?

[syncintohell]

[ Discomfited with having his comment on Nazuna probed ]

Correct. On all counts, you are thinking of the correct person and he was here. We shared a unit again, him and I.

[composeur]

... but he's gone now. [ sorry he's sharp specifically when you don't want him to be Shu ]

Did he get transferred? Or... did he fall further down into hell?

[syncintohell]

[ TRAITOR. TRAITOR, PAYING ATTENTION AT THE WORST OF TIMES ]

To the best of my knowledge, he was transferred. But I have no way of truly knowing.

[composeur]

.... ... [ leans in, looking up at Shu's face with cautious curiosity and concern ]

Are you worried? [ a beat. ....hum.., ]

Well don't be! Even though Nazu's small, like really small, suuuuuper small and kind of forgettable, he's really tough! He has to be to have put up with you for so long, right? He'll definitely show those demons!

[syncintohell]

Do not call him forgettable! His beauty is indelible in the mind, second to none! And furthermore, it is fully within his capabilities to backstab those who trust and love him most, so certainly there's nothing to worry about! For what reason would I even be worried?! Do not make false accusations!!

[ Vehement and with a flurry of energy that SURELY!! COVERS UP!! EVERYTHING!! ]

Your eyes deceive you, if that is what you think I felt!

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[composeur]

[ f...f.... he manages not to laugh while Shu is yelling at him, but. barely. ]

WAHAHA- you're right, of course not, you're definitely not worried at all!! HAHAHA-- [ listen. he's so happy. ]

I'm relieved~ I thought you were going to cry for a second, but it was just an illusion after all! Just a trick of my mind! [ that's fine, we can pretend it's fine ]

[composeur]

Except... [ hm, ] Do you think he betrayed you by leaving?

[syncintohell]

[ mmmgggh. Just glares at Leo, of course he wasn't going to cry, now cease drawing attention the emotion he was not feeling.

Stiffly: ]

He did not betray me here. That is but an old wound, but while I cannot hold it against him while he does not have his memories, neither will I forget it.

[composeur]

[ man it's like yumenosaki students just can't let old wounds heal for some reason ]

If it's from before, did it really happen the way you remember it? ... well I'm sure Shu's memory is better than mine though, so ignore what I said just now! I'm sure you're absolutely right! We'll just have to ask Nazu what he remembers when we meet him again!

[syncintohell]

Hmph. If he is on one of the other programs, irritating and juvenile as they may be, they are less murderous than the trials we are yoked to here. If he is lucky, he will never return to face our scrutiny. I cannot help but think that would be for the best.

[composeur]

... what an unselfish answer. I'm surprised at you. You really don't want him back?

[syncintohell]

If he is not here, I never have to reconcile my warring feelings for him. I am keenly aware of the wedge between us even now, but much as part of me longs to see his face and pretend nothing transpired between us. . .

[ he shakes his head, lip curling not at Leo but at his own confession ] I do not long for the knife's edge of the rift between us to gouge me again. Coward that I am.

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[composeur]

[ continue! ]