Chapter 1: Goodbye, High-School Life

[hopefullyyours]

Who: Nagito Komaeda and anybody else
Broadcast: Fleetwide video
Action: On the Marsiva
When: 1/30

[Komaeda shows the stars before himself, arranging his bad arm one last time to make certain nothing is showing. It's a wasted effort- his hand is already tightly bundled up under multiple layers of bandage and clothing. He switches the view so he's fully visible.]

Hello, hello! What an interesting setting we're in now. I don't suppose Monokuma has given us any announcements to explain why it looks like we're in space?

[He smiles, eyebrows quirking up. It's an expression that seems to beg forgiveness, though there's a shadow of another expression, a colder one, behind his eyes. The combination of those two layered expressions reads as contempt, but is it just that?] And, goodness my, but it's quiet here. Have I been locked up again? In punishment? I promise you all, I did what I did in order to further you-

... To further hope.

Comments

[hopefullyyours]

Don't worry, I definitely understand. It's all right to be shy about admitting things like that. [By this point, he's half-messing with him, but plants are definitely on the horizon for Crowley.]

I'm sure you're not wrong! I haven't ever really been known for my charisma, that's certainly true! [Smile smile smile. It may sting, but it's the truth, so who is he to protest?]

[onlyanapple]

I#m not being shy about anything.

[This kid sure is creepy. ]

Well...generally people don't send presents right off the bat.

[hopefullyyours]

.... Really? What do people do instead?

[Where Komaeda's from, it is, via video game logic, totally normal to give new or recent acquaintances fairly extravagant gifts. Sure, they're usually things won from bear slot machines, but hey! They're beary good quality items!]

[onlyanapple]

[Creepy murderbear items.]

They get to know one another, first.

[hopefullyyours]

[Okay, so there may be some suspicious red spots here and there on the more rare items, but Monobear has assured them all that it's just red paint. Definitely.]

... But you don't seem to like that much. I mean, haha, who would blame you when interacting with somebody like me! But even so, doesn't a gift help smooth the path?

[onlyanapple]

Maybe if you wanted to sleep with me.

But you're too young for my tastes. Got to have lines in the sand.

[hopefullyyours]

[KsdfhklsJFLKSJF-!! goes Komaeda's mental stream of thought. He's momentarily conflicted between proclaiming that he's not a kid, okay?! and denying, vehemently, that that's even close to what he's up to.

Either one leads him to accepting something he'd really rather not, so he just makes a frustrated noise, features crumpling into a frustrated smile. It's the kind of expression a dog wears before it snaps from being teased for too long and mauls somebody's arm.]

Haha, that's..... certainly something.

[onlyanapple]

[A dangerous expression. Crowley makes note of it.]

For someone else, maybe.

[hopefullyyours]

Definitely for somebody else.

[Some of the tension in him ebbs as Crowley backs away from the topic.]

What sort of plants do you like?

[onlyanapple]

Houseplants, for the most part.

[hopefullyyours]

Bright ones? Normal ones? There's a lot of in-between in houseplants. What if I gave you a Venus Flycatcher, for example?

[onlyanapple]

I'd accept any and all houseplants. Seen as you're determined to give me something for nothing.

[hopefullyyours]

Huh. I guess that means that you're surprisingly easy to please.

[Komaeda gives Crowley a speculative look.]

[onlyanapple]

Depends on the offering, really.

[hopefullyyours]

Offering? [He laughs a little.] Are you a god?

[OH WAIT RIGHT he's a hamster king "demon."] Or, never mind, but I guess I've never heard of making offerings to demons as a casual thing.

[onlyanapple]

Well, then you don't know a lot of demons.

[hopefullyyours]

Right! I wouldn't argue with that, anyway. I certainly know less than a demon.

[onlyanapple]

I wouldn't worry about it. We have immortality on our side. Long time to learn, and all that.

[hopefullyyours]

... And no pets? Really? Not, say, any hamsters?

[onlyanapple]

Why would I want a hamster?

[hopefullyyours]

Why do you want a houseplant?

[onlyanapple]

Because I like having houseplants. There's no ulterior motive here.

[hopefullyyours]

When you say there's no ulterior motive, though, doesn't it make it sound kind of like there actually is?

[onlyanapple]

No. Because there isn't.

Even demons are allowed to like things, you know.

[hopefullyyours]

Well.... what is it that you like about houseplants, then?