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[That and they'd discussed it before. Nagito is at work but thankfully no one is in the shop right now. Or they might have caught the way his tea started to boil.]

You're familiar with my old ideas of hope. That through the deepest despair, true hope could be born. That is a view I carried into what happened back home. Before I did what I did, committed to that view. I met a person I very much admired.

[He's very aware he's stalling but then again going the round about way to the point is how he always does things.]

He couldn't remember his talent and that never stopped him from being our equal! It didn't stop him even when he found out he had nothing. Always, no matter what he stood tall and strong.

...and it seems it hasn't stopped him at all when the truth of what we were, the despair that broke the world and the things he did specifically came to light.

[Not the point at all. He doesn't even notice the splash of conflicting feelings filtering in. From rage, disgust, joy, pride, even some fondness. Best not to think about it.]

His name is Hinata Hajime.

...So he's like you? You guys had the same past?

[That's... What he's getting at, right?]

But he doesn't have a talent.

[...]

Do you like him? Does he like you?

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Gh! [He jerks, and confusion thunders through the link in a rolling curtain of fog.]

What-

I'm not-

[What kind of question is that? What the hell is with-]

Yes, he's like me. Our whole class is like that. [Except for the traitor.]

I...don't know how to feel about him being here. I thought out of all people to arrive it would be someone else. Anyone else. [His tea has been doing some really weird shit like turning to ice spikes or swirling on itself. He absently puts it far away from his person.]

I couldn't tell you what he feels about me being here, either. I don't even know why I talked to him. [It's all confusing and just a little bit stupid, or so he thinks.]

...Did he do something to hurt you?

[He wants to just be reassuring, but it's a little hard to be reassuring when you have no idea what direction to point any reassurance at.]

[...]

No.

[...this is a lot more difficult than he thought. He's really afraid Silver might hate him for what he has to say. The pause seems to last for a long time before he finally says.]

...Silver. You remember how I was, don't you, in the beginning. Believing in hope the way I did. What do you think I would have done if I found out those hopes I believed in, those Ultimates...were despair?

[...Well, if his problem solving is anything like everyone Silver's really known, then-]

You tried to kill him, didn't you?

[Despite the heavy words, he's still pretty calm over the crystal.]

I tried to kill all of them except for the traitor among us.

[Silver is being really calm about this. He's waiting for the other shoe to fall.]

...There was a traitor among you?

[How do you even have traitors in school- wait.]

Was this before or after Junko wrecked everything?

[SILVER is confused!]

After. That I'm sure of. I have only suspicions but I'm fairly certain the organization that caught us, the 'Remnants of Despair', after her death also erased the two years of school memories we had.

...that's where it gets strange.

[...Thank god for the... creepy brain washing people that made you less crazy?

...

God, his world sucks.]

Go on.

I assume you've seen Monokuma before? It's an instrument of Junko's...and it appeared there. We were forced into a game of mutual killing.

The goal is simple: kill one of our own and pass through the school trial. The one who passed through would get their memories back. All other surviving students would get executed. If we figured out the murder and voted the right person...

They alone got executed. It was all very well done! Motives were presented. More places to get to opened up after each death. [Is it starting to take shape what he did?]

[...Well that actually gets a chill through the crystal, but not for anything that Nagito's done.

In fact, Silver lets out a little bit of nervous laughter before he continues.]

You know, if you told me Junko did something like that, I would've been mad at her a lot sooner.

[Why does this actually bother him more than the world ending? Maybe because you can stop people from ending the world. Maybe because there aren't Pokémon to warp time and space into an unlivable void, and obviously some people are alive.

But that's not important right now.]

So you tried to kill everyone in this game?

[Except... the traitor person...? But that doesn't work if you're the only one that makes it out alive, does it?]

As I said, all but the traitor. ...It isn't the first time she's enacted a killing game, Silver. We were the second killing life she enacted.

[He pauses, not sure if he should continue. Considering that little chill.]

Ah, or the last time she's tried to mess with me. [Let's not...talk about the recent one. He'd rather not.]

Anyway, there's one way I could have kept the traitor alive. You remember my talent, right?

Edited 2016-01-09 05:15 (UTC)

Wait, wait, pause.

[Because this story is important, but at the same time-]

She's put a bunch of people together and made them kill each other for funsies- or despair, in this case. Multiple times.

Why didn't you tell me about this sooner?

[Why did he ever think being Junko's friend was a good idea.]

...I thought she'd told you. I'm hardly surprised she didn't and ashamed of myself for not considering that angle of logic. Also hardly surprising considering what a waste of space I tend to be. [He hasn't self hated in a while but damn did that last memory he saw of himself bring it back. The self loathing is right there with them in angry red hues.]

Anyway, yes she did and she broadcast-ed it to the world the first time. Who knows who is seeing it the second time. ...I have my theories there as well.

You're not a waste of space, I just-

[Holy shit, he was prepared for something, and that something wasn't this. He pauses to go take an order back because he's not serving anyone half boiling half frozen coffee that tastes like frustration.]

Okay, first of all, Junko's not just obviously evil, she's also a huge creep.

[Because who does that. Junko, apparently.]

Second of all, whenever we get to go home, please some home with me, or at least go somewhere that isn't that.

[Sure his home may have the apocalypse every now and then but at least it's not that.]

Third of all, I'm guessing you did some thing with your luck to try to get your traitor friend out, but I can't for the life of me figure out what.

[He jerks and his desk bursts into full bloom and some of the floor too.]

You want-

You wouldn't mind if I-

[What the hell. He can't. He doesn't. What.

What.

WHAT?!]

[He stares at the desk and wonders how badly his boss is going to wring his neck.

Nevermind his face is really red. Why does Silver keep making him flustered?!

Right the...explanation.] I didn't know who the traitor was and no one came forward. So I trusted my luck.

[That makes no fucking sense what so ever when there's all these frazzled feelings of embarrassment shock, joy, happiness and a flood of hope rolling through. He gets that under control while pouring out his tea that's just...well it's something.] Even if I didn't remember it, I'm still very sorry that I broke my promise. I'll...I'll understand if you're mad at me.

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I don't want to see you hurt, but it's not like I can control what you do at home, where you didn't even remember.

[He doesn't sound mad at all; he might be mad, but it's definitely not in Nagito's direction, and his anger doesn't belong at his work or this conversation.

Although damn does that give him an idea of what happened, and one he doesn't really want to elaborate on.]

...So this was about that guy, Hinata, right?

Do you want to get along with him? Either way, it might be a good idea to talk things out.

[The reply takes a few minutes to happen. Nagito moves about his workplace putting to rights what his slip of control had done wrong. When he can't spot a single tiny white flower, he picks up where he left off.]

We did talk...in a way. It only confused me more than ever. I don't think it did him any favors, either. [Does he want to get along with Hinata? He doesn't know the answer.] I really don't know what I want from him.

...You don't have to talk to him if you don't want to, you know.

[He wishes he was in person so he could put a hand on Nagito's shoulder, but there's only so much you can do over a crystal.

He at the very least sends a caring feeling the best he can, despite the outburst from earlier. It's not very difficult if it's for Nagito.]

[It's a bit like sitting beside each other or so Nagito takes it. He sighs, scrubbing at his face. He easily lets Silver feel how much he appreciates the gesture. It means a lot.]

I think I want to. I wouldn't have if I'd been straight from home but now...it's different. [He'd have never thought to say it but now.] I'm different.

I'm not entirely sure what any of it means.

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