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

Kyoko Kirigiri , Aoi Asahina , Akane Fujitora Akane merely shrugged, seeming to understand and accept Nagito's reply on how the others may view her. Ehh. That's fine. In truth, that's probably the smarter way to approach everything about this new situation. I wasn't expecting any overly warm welcomes right away, so ... I'm ready for whatever may or may not come. After all, there were the two classic options she could simply fight - if it really came down to it - or run. She'd found tons of hiding spots. Mind you, that wouldn't be her preference. But if too much shit hit the fan, it'd be wise. And even during times Akane did things she didn't enjoy, she had enough common sense to know when she was about to be beat or not. It was one of the things that had helped keep her record and title as the Ultimate Brawler intact. Akane wouldn't directly see Aoi or Hajime run past them. She did, however, most certainly hear the footsteps run by ... and also see Nagito wearing a knowing grin. Which implied he had seen whomever she just heard. ... If it was important enough, he'd tell you ... That was how he came off to her, anyway. And so, even if she barely knew Nagito, she would enough trust into him. She expected - even if only for his own sake - that if it was super essentail she should know whom just ran past them, he would say so. ... Sure. I got nothing better else to do, and I'm done with my workouts. So yeah. I'll join you. Just as Nagito didn't have a reason to not trust her yet, the same was true with Akane. Hopefully, things could stay that way, even if only for a little bit. Still, her cautious side didn't truly vanish, as proven by the same slight distance she kept between herself and Nagito. As they left the gym and began ascending the stairs, Akane made sure that she wouldn't lose sight of him ... and yet at the same time, Nagito wouldn't simply be able to turn around and grab or attack her suddenly. Good, Aoi muttered, taking note of the numerous one-piece bathing suits. The smallest of smiles spread over her face as she walked forward and held one against her body. Somehow, after all this time, they hadn't been touched or affected by any dust. That in itself was a miracle. .... In fact, now that she took the time to go back and think about how the interior of the school looked, it all was clean. Almost unnaturally so. You should bring that up to Kyoko! she happily thought, already feeling her mood start to improve. That simple but vital observation would definitely make up for not examining many of the rooms like she originally agreed to. She had just finished slipping out of her casual attire when the door opened once more. Aoi took a deep breath, originally thinking that was Kyoko who had already found her. It wasn't that impossible she was the Ultimate Detective, after all. I'm sorry! I know I'm not really investigating, but .... Her apology stopped as a nearby mirror showed behind her, instead, a very mouth-agape Hajime. Aoi's own mouth fell open as the suit damn well almost fell out of her hands. Instead, she managed to cling onto it and keep it pressed tightly against her body -- the front of it, anyway. W-Wrong room ... she muttered, her face immediately flushing. Though it seemed pointless, she turned, pressed her rear and back against the wall behind her, and shivered slightly. None of this was the best cover-up, really. But at least now Hajime wasn't staring directly at too much of her flesh, either. It was the best compromise she could come up with. No, Kyoko quickly quipped, smirking as she took note of Makoto's face. However, given the way we split ourselves up, it has to be his luck we rely on. For now, anyway. You'd literally have to turn and abruptly decide to go on your own to even have a chance at finding Akane. Given how our investigation's gone though, it seems like you're not going to do that so easily. The detective would leave her quip at that for now just to avoid sounding too cocky. It was something she was slowly working on over the years. She knew many viewed her as a cold-hearted woman. For a while, that used to be somewhat true. The death of her father had ended up being a first stepping stone into helping her change, with meeting and helping Makoto throughout their Killing Game being another. Soon, the two would enter the storage room. Hmmmm, she mused, tilting her head as she found there was more than enough food to last them all for quite some time. Whoever this is, they have definitely been busy. Given the time frame from our last visit to now, it shouldn't be as ... clean and full a it is. Don't get me wrong I'm glad. But it's making me wonder ... just how long have they been here? I'm feeling like this person has planned this specific day out for a long while, but only chose today to put their plan into action. Does that make any sense?