Private Threads (R5)

[nachetanya]

This is the post where Tsubasa and Nachetanya have private threads leading up to Case 4/their deaths.

- Week 2, Tuesday Evening (after the Meeting)
- Week 2, Friday Evening (after the Afterparty, semi-nsfw)
- Week 3, Wednesday Morning (semi-nsfw)
- Week 3, Thursday Evening (semi-nsfw)
- Week 4, Wednesday Evening (after King's Game, semi-nsfw, title's wrong oops)
- Week 4, Thursday Evening (KILL LOG)

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Aftermath of the meeting

[nachetanya]

[ Well once everyone is leaving the meeting, both for the positive discussion and for the whole... that which she ended up accidentally causing, Nachetanya has an almost literal spring in her step as she's talking out beside Tsubasa whenever she eventually does.

... She expects the other girl will have something to say to her.

She could be wrong, but. ]

[halleberry]

[ What is there to say? There was a bit of helpful information they received about the Risen and the Transmitter's state this morning, and the survey was fairly lucrative and might serve as a good reference point, but overall, that was pretty much a disaster, wasn't it?

Tsubasa really doesn't have any complaints, not verbally, but judging by the way she's clutching at her head once everyone leaves, she could be better. ]

Do you remember how I said you have an effect on people?

[ She sounds like she wants to die. ]

[nachetanya]

[ She nods! She nods and when she responds, her voice is softer than usual: ]

I remember when you said that, yes.

[halleberry]

This is exactly the kind of thing I was referring to.

[ Seriously, what even was that. ]

Afterparty 2: That Night

[nachetanya]

[ When Nachetanya makes it to Tsubasa's door, she's... well, she only has one arm, so she can't carry that much, but a few things stand out about her: First, she's in different clothing. Specifically, she's in some simple trousers that (Old) Sakura made for her as well as the loose undershirt of her armor. She does have a bra on though, at least. She's got a plate held in her hand (more a tray, really) which has a kettle of tea on it, as well as two of the tea cups she got from the vending machine so they're Royal Wood luxury.

... This is some risk of spilling oops.

But she knocks by way of tapping the tray-plate and then pushing against the door with her rump ]

[halleberry]

...Nachetanya, you didn't have to go this far...

[ Tsubasa is suddenly feeling grateful that she left the door open for her, but the moment she sees Nachetanya walking in the door with the tray, she bolts into action, even with her head the way it is. She's a bit too dizzy to be moving quickly, but, she heads right over to her side to take the tray from her hands and put it on the table... ]

You should have let me know you were going to bring tea. I would've made sure to open the door wider...

[ But she's in her nurse's outfit, and as previously established, she doesn't particularly want anyone else to see her in that... ]

[nachetanya]

[ Girl you reclaimed the pajamas why aren't you in those? Actually, she looks at her almost quizzically at this. She answers though, evenly: ]

I did say I wanted to surprise you.

[halleberry]

[ She knows what she's wearing. ]

...That you did. At least let me pour it for us, though, after you went through all the trouble of bringing it here.

Thank you very much, though, Nachetanya. I appreciate it.

Week 3 - Wednesday morning

[halleberry]

[ It's not often that Tsubasa is at a complete loss for words or explanations, even in a place that takes one's breath away as this hospital does, but when Wednesday morning arrives after what should have been a calm night's sleep after a stressful day, it takes poor Tsubasa quite some time to even leave. No matter how much she tries to process the sight that awaits her when she wakes up, something about it just isn't clicking... She's completely unharmed, thank goodness, and no matter how many times she looks over her body, there's no sign that she was even wounded. But in a situation like this, she's not quite sure if that makes what she's looking at here better or worse...

For now, she decides to leave the scene untouched, as much as her instincts tell her not to leave her room in such a disheveled state. There could be evidence of something bigger here, and she doesn't quite know whether she should make a big deal about it or not, but...understandably, everything about this makes her so deeply uncomfortable that she has to confide in someone about it. It'd be the rational thing to tell at least one person, after all.

Her uniform is completely untouched, thankfully, so at least she can at least get dressed in something proper before she knocks on the door to Room 11, hoping that the person inside is still there, that she isn't catching her at a bad time-- ]

Nachetanya? Do you have a moment?

[ She stands firmly in front of her door; she doesn't let any vulnerability show here in the least. But a scenario like this calls for at least this much... ]

[nachetanya]

[ This is early enough that she's actually not quite dressed properly. She actually had started the running water for her shower, but not stepped in as he waited for it to warm. When the door knock comes, she goes to it, pokes her head out - and seeing Tsubasa, motions the other into her room. ]

Tsubasa?

[halleberry]

O-oh, I didn't mean to catch you while you were getting ready! I'm sorry, I can wait...

[ Ugh, curse these soundproofed rooms; if she had heard the running water of the shower, she would've at least had the decency to wait until she's dressed. For now, she can't help but avert her gaze, just to make sure she doesn't see anything out of propriety-- ]

[nachetanya]

[ . . . Makes to tug Tsubasa into the room. ]

Week 3 Thursday Evening.

[nachetanya]

[ The plan has been wildly thrown off. She knew this last night, when that cat appeared, but she's now certain of it. Ideally, while she did want Tsubasa to fall for her and she had worked hard to force her own hart to go deeper than she would ever normally allow, she didn't want to label things. To have been cornered like this...

Honestly, it was humiliating.

But she could endure any humiliation for the sake of a peaceful world. Even if all that was left to her was a minor task. Even if no one she knew except Dozzu would be able to see their ambitions fulfilled... She refused to accept that there was nothing left to fight for. Nothing...

Her heart was a mess. When she closed her eyes she could feel the taste of Tsubasa's lips against her own. It made her feel giddy in a way she had never really felt before. Even now, on the night where she was painfully aware that the week was lost. Rin (or someone else, in her stead) would take action and kill someone within the next 24 hours. She wonders - no, that'd be dumb to assume Tsubasa wasn't aware too. It's probably at least part of the reason she's in her room again despite fixing her bed sheets earlier today.

On the plus side, it was a day late but she had finished that first short story. Somewhere around three thousand words and about a romance between a girl and a ghost she met in the woods. She had given it to her earlier today. But now it was night, and, well. Time to settle in to bed? ]

[halleberry]

[ Tsubasa hadn't quite intended on spending the night with Nachetanya two nights in a row, but had ultimately opted to stay with her for a number of reasons. First and foremost, she still didn't quite have an answer as to what made her get up in the middle of the night on Tuesday evening; there was no indication that she got up at all on Wednesday, and Nachetanya hadn't hinted at any such event occurring, so the evidence for that, to her, is still inconclusive. Second of all, with the deadline approaching shortly, it was better to be safe with someone she trusted, and having the company would be more than beneficial. Just outside these hallways, a plan to murder is bound to be put into action, and with Nachetanya by her side, someone to talk her out of going out there and trying to stop someone in the act, her safety, for better or for worse, is at least guaranteed.

But finally, after her confession in the art room, she would be absolutely remiss if she didn't at least spend another night with her, one that she would hopefully remember, unlike yesterday. As Nachetanya changes to her night clothing in her bathroom, Tsubasa sits at the foot of the bed, with the short story written for her in hand. Admittedly, for her first time trying, the story isn't bad; the romance comes on a bit strongly, but Tsubasa expected as much from her, and it makes for a welcome distraction from the way her head is starting to pound again as the night drags on. About midway through a paragraph, she closes her eyes, just for a moment... ]

[ black scene ]

[ When Nachetanya emerges from the bathroom, Hanekawa is literally curled up at the foot of the bed in her pajamas; the nurse outfit is out of commission, but that doesn't mean she can't be provocative. Her glasses are off, her braids have been taken out, and several buttons on the front of the pajama shirt are undone, the two sides of it splayed out to reveal just enough of her well-endowed chest to leave nearly nothing to the imagination, and when she sees Nachetanya enter the bedroom, she instantly rolls over onto her belly and picks herself up on all fours, stretching her backside far into the air before making eye contact.

So much for a quiet evening with your girlfriend. ]

Long time no see, nya~ ♪

1/2

[nachetanya]

[ So much for a quiet evening with her girlfriend, indeed. Even if Nachetanya wasn't sure that she was totally comfortable despite what she said earlier. But now she didn't even have time to think about it because as she steps out in her usual nightwear of panties and her armor's undershirt she sees... this... ]

[nachetanya]

I was speaking with you only yesterday! Ah, unless it feels far longer for you?

[ but she smiles after only a moment's hesitation. ]

[halleberry]

Really? That's all I get? I was thinking I would reward you a bit for being so proactive and asking my mistress out, but you don't look all that happy to see me...don't tell me you didn't miss me as much as I thought you did, nya?

[ She crawls up closer to the end of the bed, with a big pout on her face... ]

Is it because we started off on the wrong paw?

Week 3 Wednesday Night (post King's Game)

[nachetanya]

[ King's Game probably lasted until like eleven, right? And at that point, everyone was shuffling back to bed. Nachetanya had intercepted Tsubasa though, holding the other girl's hand and urging her to come back to... her room. With her.

It's odd, she hadn't intended to make this such a regular thing. Actually, it's exceptionally bad for the purposes of establishing her alibi. The immediate questions after Tsubasa's death are going to be "Nachetanya, did you see anything?" "Why wasn't she with you?"

She could fake a fight between them, perhaps? That might be sound...

But the tired and excited feeling in her heart made it hard to resist. After playing with the vibrators with Black earlier today and Tsubasa at the King's Game, she's actually overjoyed to once more share a bed with the girl.

For the last time. ]

It's a shame the kitchen's closed by now, I'm still a little bit thirsty.

[halleberry]

[ Tsubasa, to her credit, seems to have had a fun time today, even with all of the embarrassment of the game; it's a good sign to her that she remembers the whole thing, and an invitation to Nachetanya's room isn't particularly something she's going to say no to.

It's not just because she doesn't say no, either. She genuinely enjoys spending nights together with her, and the feelings of ease that come with those nights, even if they often travel into embarrassing territory... ]

If you had told me earlier, I could have made some more of that tea for us...I'll just have to make it tomorrow, then. If you still have those cups, though, at least you can make the tap water taste sweeter...

[nachetanya]

Ah, that's right, isn't it? I do still have them.

[ She'll just be going into her trunk to get those, then... and quickly enough, past the diary and the hatchets, she pulls out both cups, held in one hand. Well, more like between her fingers, but. ]

Could you do it? I can't hold two cups full at once.

[halleberry]

Yes, that's fine, I'll take care of it. I won't hide in the bathroom again, I promise.

[ Because honestly, she was just about ready to take permanent residence in there-- ]

But that was quite a bit of fun, tonight. ...You really do have a knack for bringing people together. Kaminashi-san, as well.

WEEK 4 - THURSDAY NIGHT

[halleberry]

[ Once is happenstance, twice is coincidence, but three times is a pattern; that's how Tsubasa feels about the Thursday night murders, and taking that into account, it might be foolish for her to be out here in the library. She has no intention of lingering out here for any longer than she needs to, of course; any research that she can do in here can obviously be done back in her room, and as much as she enjoys the room itself, it's unnecessary to be out here and take any undue risks...

Still, for some reason, Nachetanya had insisted on coming out here, not too long after the Night Time siren began, and if she had to go, if it truly couldn't wait, it'd be foolish of her to go out by herself. Nachetanya is more than capable of handling herself (thank goodness, she figures, since Tsubasa is far from a warrior), but, having someone with her as a backup and a lookout for the worst-case-scenario acts as both a deterrent and a safety net. While she's not particularly certain what was so pressing, at the very least, this will keep them about as safe as possible from anyone who tries anything...just as well, it keeps their alibis for the night air-tight, an ideal situation.

Still, she has to ask... ]

...Was this really so important that it couldn't wait until the morning?

[ All things considered, it's risky business... ]

[nachetanya]

[ Here they are at the final stretch, and Nachetanya ... feels much calmer than she has in weeks. Perhaps it's the clarity of purpose. When she had set out with this plan, she had been unsure if it would work. A week into plotting it, she had started to waver at the validity of it, even if she was locked into the strategy. Two weeks out, she had been feeling guilty. Last night, she had been a mess. This morning, she allowed herself an hour of doubt before she began the preparation.

But now... Now, she's walking with some confidence, in her Misfits T-shirt she'd been wearing all day towards the spot she had put the knife earlier today. ]

I found something I needed to examine, and I felt better if you were here with me. Come on over, I need to show you it.

[halleberry]

Even if you had needed to examine it, it isn't as though it's going anywhere. Or is it the sort of thing that you don't feel comfortable looking into when other people are around?

[ That said, it sounds like it's serious business, and she trusts in Nachetanya's judgement, if nothing else. She stays by her side, trying to stay alert of her surroundings as they move. She doesn't hear any other footsteps, thankfully...as expected, most of them probably opted to stay in their rooms for the night. They really should be doing the same...

That said, Tsubasa knows that it's impossible to say no to her. ...More accurately, it's impossible for Tsubasa to say no to her. ]

What are we looking at?

[nachetanya]

[ She takes the knife in hand, slyly, from the shelf below where they're looking. She brings it up, and leans in next to Tsubasa, making to get her arm around the other girl's shoulder.

... It feels like such a mechanical action.

She can't even feel excited for this. ]

I saw a marking on that shelf earlier today. I wanted to confirm it to see if it'll be fixed tonight or if it's a real clue.