Thread: Danganronpa 2.5: Return To Hope's Peak Academy (Athene & Potter-kun)

Kyoko Kirigiri , Aoi Asahina , Akane Fujitora ... Oh yay. Once again, you're the oddball. Ugh. Akane rolled her eyes as she finished inwardly scolding herself. The walk up was done at a calm, steady pace. After going up a few more flights of stairs and seeing his hands stay away from his pockets, namely because of the knife she knew was still hidden there, Akane did indeed begin to feel better. Enough to close some of the gap between them and get just a bit closer to Nagito. But still not enough to fully let her guard down. So ... you said you were lured here by letters? Akane repeated, her brows furrowing a bit. That's ... really weird. I ... was transferred into here. The moment I stupidly let my guard down .... they drugged me. Kept me in a bedroom, bound in place for most of the day. Only until ... this morning, I think, did they finally allow me to explore the school. For someone like Akane, whom hadn't been in Hope's Peak partially because of her previous location, it was an odd sensation. There wasn't really any nostalgia for her. It was like she'd never been here. But ... that couldn't be true. Her label of being the Ultimate Brawler was proof enough of that much. Perhaps she had concentrated on trying to finish her sentence for so long that she forgot how things went here? How it used to be? Maybe. That was definitely a huge possibility. Her head lightly shook. Honestly, right now, none of that mattered. So ... what the hell did you wanna see exactly? When Nagito opened the door, he would see .... it wasn't spotless. But there were hints that someone had made an effort to get rid of the blood. It didn't completely succeed, as hinted by the lingering stains. Still, the amount of gore was significantly reduced. Akane's eyes narrowed as she slowly examined the room before looking over to Nagito, The hell is this supposed to be? Some really old crime scene or something? ... No. That couldn't be right. This was in a damn school. The thought made her scold herself once more. No major crimes like murder would happen in a school. Maybe to a student or instructor attending said place, but ... in? That sounded insane. ... Then again, with how this world was ... maybe? The thought sent a few shivers down. Even for a punk like the Ultimate Brawler, Akane had to admit that sounded really fucked up and equally creepy. A few seconds after Hajime ran out, Aoi couldn't help but giggle. Even though he had stared at her for a brief time, he at least did the right thing and apologized. He hadn't been a complete pervert. It was something Aoi greatly respected and appreciated. Plus, really, it was partly her fault he walked in on her. She had been too hasty and failed to tell him which door was the right one. So ... that much was her bad. Within mere minutes, Aoi would exit the changing room and join Hajime in the pool. Her smile widened as she stared down at the water. Under her arm, she held her normal outfit and a spare towel tightly in place. A navy blue one piece adorned her body, hugging each curve and seeing to accentuate them even better than her top and bra had been doing. Ummm ... don't worry about earlier. Really. Accidents happen ... hehe. By the time she set her clothes and towel down in a nearby chair, Aoi was still chuckling softly. So ... the trick is to just dive in. Stepping in - especially slowly - is only going to make you colder. The faster you move around in the water, the quicker you warm up. Knowing how to swim was one thing. Already having tips and tricks about it was a different story. One that not everyone immediately knew any - definitely not everything - about. So in case he hadn't known, there it was. Both friendly advice and a subtle way to reassure him she wasn't going to hold a grudge against him. Slowly, Aoi made her way towards the diving board, standing atop it. She walked toward the edge .... before running back and forward once more, jumping off as her toes touched the last bits of the tough wooden plank. A gentle splash was the first official signal she had disappeared from sight. Soon, Hajime would see her head break the surface of the water. Whew. Alright! Come on in! The water's actually not as cold as you may be fearing! The more Kyoko looked around the storage room, the stronger her guesses and assumptions got. Someone had definitely been here, and rather recently too. There wasn't just a large surplus everything that had fallen down or gotten a tad messy was cleaned up. Someone had no doubt put a considerable amount of time and effort into getting Hope's Peak Academy ready. Very likely for this day, which only strengthened her belief this day had been very premeditated. Alternatively, this person simply could be able to think very quickly, which implied if this wasn't thought about beforehand, they were smart. And not just in knowing the layout, but all of the people - including this Akane - she somehow got to come to Hope's Peak. This will be an interesting battle of wits when we finally can speak or meet with the Mastermind behind all this. I'm curious what exactly they're aiming for. Trying to protect us is a bit too simple. If they could find out who we all were, they should know we don't really need it, as well as realizing the world is ... tamer compared to several years ago. Yet, they've obviously gone through all this hassle. I also doubt the fact there are three of each gender is purely coincidental. Unfortunately, more will become clear when we can meet and talk to this new Akane person. Maybe there's a pattern with her and how she got here. Once her lover gave her the green light, Kyoko nodded. I'm still standing with my earlier decision. So ... faculty lounge. No sooner than Kyoko utered the words did she begin leading them to that very room. The chance was honestly a very slim one, more likely than not. But it was worth seeing if this person had left anything that could help out behind.