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Kouji Seki Cause of death: accident (plane crash) Anchor: devil contract Akira Fujioka Cause of death: accident (blood loss) Anchor: fear of death Maya Arisu Cause of death: murder (stabbing) Anchor: hiro's safety Chiaki Kudo Cause of death: accident (gunshot) Anchor: love of life Hikaru Goto Cause of death: suicide (jumping) Anchor: reunion with friends Seiya Kaneko Cause of death: murder (beheading) Anchor: divine retribution Keigo Arata Cause of death: suicide (stabbing) Anchor: reunion with family "Kazuki" Cause of death: accident (burning) Anchor: repentance

Rokuro Arata Cause of death: accident (blood loss) Anchor: father's acknowledgement Narumi Ito Cause of death: suicide (overdose) Anchor: fear of life Hiro Arisu Cause of death: murder (suffocation) Anchor: maya's happiness Nao Sato Cause of death: accident (drowning) Anchor: fear of death "Rei Bao" Cause of death: accident (head wound) Anchor: fear of death Haruka Fukuda Cause of death: accident (starvation) Anchor: reunion with brother Mizuki Arata Cause of death: natural causes (illness) Anchor: repentance Akari Kuroki Cause of death: suicide (overdose) Anchor: repentance

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[commences]

... One of ours. I'll help you out before then.

( he's came to accept that better than others, better than rokuro beside him. his company is somewhat odd, a bit abrasive, but it compliments how laid back komaeda is. )

There's been a few kidnappings recently, picking up a set of two every so often... there must be something they want to do.

( hence why he's curious, but he's a little disappointed that his partner happens to be... some guy.

an idea comes to mind, almost as a joke. )

Maybe it's a killing game!

( the roof isn't that high, but from the size of the room he'll understand that they are in a truck. there's no glass to be seen to see whose driving, so its a trailer attached to a truck. the length could hold about 106 bales of straw.

there's a door on the opposite end, but smart people know that won't open. )

[achates]

[ Yeah, well, Rokuro is not a smart person and he glares daggers at that door even as he plops down onto his ass so he can attempt loosening the rope around his feet with his teeth, thanks for nothing, Komaeda. He's going to have to decipher Rokuro's words through mouthfuls of rope. ]

You're more than halfway there, then. [ a jut of the chin towards Komaeda's bleeding shoulder ]

I'd be able to knock you out with my bare hands, no need for that. So, was it just you and me?

[ Or is this a killing game and Komaeda won the last round and this is round two, he would entertain any idea at this point, though he's mostly just making idle conversation until he's able to chew his way to freedom. ]

[commences]

Why would I know? We'll have to see when we get there, now won't we? As for that... I did that to myself.

( he was guessing about that, he doesn't know what's going to happen at the end of this. truth be told, he frowns at not knowing anything about this. what hope could come from a place with all the pieces on the chessboard hidden.

how do they play. )

You should stop doing that, it's bad for your teeth...

( it's thick rope that he will not be biting, but what's going to bite him is the centipede that's trying to get through. don't worry, it's not a bad one, but move out the way freak it's trying to crawl into the blood nearby. )

They might do worse to us if we manage to escape...

[achates]

[ Why is there a—

is this what Komaeda meant by poison? Rarely are centipede bites harmful to humans, Rokuro reminds himself, though he still gives it a wide berth as he watches it scuttle towards the blood. He squints around in the darkness for other hidden vermin he may have overlooked. ]

What's worse than death... [ he mutters, half to himself, knowing death is often the least of his worries. Like being stuck in the same room as Nagito Komaeda for any longer than necessary. ]

Your shoulder, then. How'd you do it?

[ "why'd you do it?" as if he'd waste his breath asking that, no matter how much the curiosity burns. More important: what weapon did you use, do you still have it, give it to me, give give give ]

[commences]

( does rokuro really doubt komaeda and think it'd be a centipede...

hidden vermin? the sound of a rat shifting to one side and other, hay barrels falling over to crush a few cockroaches. honestly, this might have held a few dead bodies over the years and they forgot to clean the most recent. )

A knife...? I told them I'd kill myself, but I missed my neck when they tackled me down.

( a knife that could cut the ropes... and he's already scooting away from him.

stay away freak. )

I haven't checked my pockets, but I doubt they'll let me keep a weapon.

( but he is the lucky student..... )

[achates]

[ He nods absently like "yeah, that sounds like the Nagito I know," scooting towards Komaeda in the same breath that he scoots away from him. ]

Stay still...

[ He WILL tackle Komaeda to the ground if he doesn't, don't test him. If there's a knife, he's going to take it, unable to fathom the idea of anybody waking up in the middle of who knows where and not immediately shoving their hands in their pockets. He would have, if it were him; probably would have cut his hand open on the knife if there were one in there, but at least he'd know, instead of sitting back and letting fate do all the work in driving his life. ]

[commences]

( now if he comes near komaeda, he's going to kick him in his dick. beware rokkun, this is the hell you're tackling into if komaeda's lucky— )

You're going to get us both caught!

( why can't he just wait until they get to the mansion or wherever that we're going! hell, it'd be more preferable when komaeda's already bleeding! look at him, exhausted, pale, dying, and looking at rokkun like he's some sort of animal... who is this freak, and why can't he just be patient! maybe he'll just get the knife and stab him, that's almost something he would beg for at this rate so he stops scooting while staring at the other; resigned to his fate. )