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

Kyoko Kirigiri Aoi Asahina Kyoko supposed there was one plus about Aoi having received a personal letter. It made tracking down where she was within Hope's Peak that much simpler for the detective. Add in the fact the swimmer was making no effort to lower how loud her footfalls or voice were and ... well ... it was all the more obvious on why the scene played out as it did. Yuta! Yuta-ototo! It's me! I'm here no -- mmff! What is wrong with you, huh?! Kyoko angrily hissed into Aoi's ear, pressing her hand tighter against the darker-skinned woman's mouth. I listened to you. It is officially your turn to do so to me. Come on! We're walking and talking, whether you like it or not. Now then, can I trust you to calm down and hear me out? Only after Kyoko saw Aoi reply with an affirmative nod did her hand move off, grabbing onto the closest arm instead. Shit! Not so rough! Aoi protested, almost immediately going quiet after noticing Kyoko glare in retaliation. I'm going to pretend you said nothing. Now then, I want you to stay silent. Everything I am about to say is a rhetorical musing, and thus not to literally be directly answered. I realize how important that letter was despite not acting like it. Still, the moment everyone else got one, didn't that alone scream out 'trap!' to you? Do you even know what happened after you ran inside? Aoi slowly moving her head from side to side, causing Kyoko to elicit an irked sigh. Everyone else ran inside. Not too long after that ... the door slammed and locked itself. Look around, Asahina. Aside from our captor and the guys, does it really look like anyone else - Yuta, for example - is truly here? You did exactly what this person wanted. Now ... we're basically at their mercy. Aoi swallowed, finally seeming to comprehend how dire of a situation she may be in. Oh god, she muttered. We don't have to kill again, do we?! Fuck! This is my fault. I -- It doesn't matter now. Apologies don't, at any rate. However, nothing has been announced by who ever is keeping us here. We're going to take advantage of that and come up with a plan. Several minutes later, a very irritated Kyoko walked in. She was still guiding Aoi, but not because the swimmer was fighting or struggling. If anything, the shock and dawning of her choices made her muscles temporarily forget how to function. Kyoko sighed, merely letting go after they entered the bath house and leaned against the wall. If anyone wants to be hasty and run, fine by me. But I refuse to be responsible for any foolish choices -- or lack of. Is that clear? While observing everyone's answers, Kyoko glanced around, audibly sighing in relief as she noted something. Good. The cameras are still absent from this room like before. Okay. At the very least, we will have this advantage against our captor. While we were gone, did any thoughts about anything come to you guys? It could be about literally anything our situation, the letters, guesses on who is keeping us here, a suggested routine ... as I said, anything. Within reason, of course. Her arms crossed over her chest as Kyoko waited for any of the three males to speak up and offer input of any kind.