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

[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?

[onlyanapple]

I just like them. That's it.

[hopefullyyours]

Do they make you feel soothed? Powerful? Or maybe sort of nurturing? And, are you
particularly good at raising them up?!

[onlyanapple]

I happen to raise exceptionally vibrant plants.

[hopefullyyours]

Is that so? Pardon me for saying it so bluntly, but you don't seem the type, somehow.

[onlyanapple]

Oh? And what type do I seem to you?

[hopefullyyours]

[Hamsters.]

Um. Maybe.... the kind of person that has a lot of pets. Cats, maybe, or something like that.

[onlyanapple]

I had a lot of cats in my old place. None were strictly mine, though.