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

Kyoko Kirigiri , Aoi Asahina , Akane Fujitora Besides the fact Akane was the Ultimate Brawler and not Actress, lying just wasn't in her nature. All the times she had tried to get away with it resulted in failure. So, she opted to take the more direct approach. Hence why she was so blunt and seemingly brash with other people. Plus, this truly was one of those topics that would have been discovered. Even if not immediately, it would have found out in a matter of weeks, possibly sooner if not later. Even as she watched Nagito approach, hands appearing to choose not to go into his pockets, she was still nervous. They weren't exactly the worst case scenarios, per se. But a good part of Akane truly did expect some precaution from Nagito, be it taking her offer to restrain her or something else. So when he simply patted her head, she felt ... torn. Grateful on one hand it hadn't come down to needing to resort to those types of measures. But at the same time ... Annoyed. Very much so, and it showed as her eyes narrowed. I'm not a goddamn pet or child that needs to be praised or some shit, she muttered, taking a few moments to straighten her hair back and also calm herself. When she felt fine about the latter being done decently enough, she elicited a deep breath and looked up to Nagito. You are, by far, one of the strangest people I've met. You've got your moments that make me question if you're ... all there or not. And then, you show you have an insanely good judgement of character. Guess it comes with your luck, huh? Still ... I do appreciate the faith you're putting in me. I doubt anyone else would even bother doing that, so ... thanks. Noting a clock over Nagito's shoulders, Akane briefly shifted her gaze. After reading that there was about an hour left before everyone was supposed to meet, she glanced back to Nagito, Sooo ... I know this was the only place you were originally thinking of going to. But ... well, now what? From what I saw of the school before you guys arrived, I didn't really find much. Though, to be sorta fair, I was a bit more focused on trying to find an escape route instead of clues as to who was behind my transfer into here. As if a light bulb suddenly appeared over her head, Akane quickly got up to her feet. There is at least one room unlocked that has a computer somewhere? Isn't there?! I think I may have an idea how to get even a small bit of a clue as to who's behind this .... assuming they haven't tampered with what I'm thinking of. It was rather satirical. Mere moments ago, Aoi had felt as if she were drowning in a sea of emotions, fighting between not giving into despair while clinging onto hope. Now? She was literally drowning, and in a goddamn pool no less! NO, NO, NO, NO, NO, SHIT! Had it always been this deep? Odd. She was almost positive it wasn't. Not usually. Was there even such a thing as too deep for a person like the Ultimate Swimmer? At least for now, the answer seemed to be yes. Not like this! Please god, not like this ... She couldn't feel anything though not the step ladder nor Hajime's hand. Her head lulled forward as she felt gravity guide her body down .... and barely registered something fighting against that very force. Had Hajime found her? Someone had that she knew for sure in her barely conscious state. Her pulse was still there. Not as strong as usual, but at least he would note her chest weakly rising and falling. Hajime wouldn't get any type of response until seconds after performing CPR, when Aoi's eyes shot open as she coughed, aiding the water leave her system. D-Did I really just almost ... ?? Her head slowly turned and paled as she saw the pool beside her. Aoi shivered, swallowing nervously before bowing her head. I'm so ashamed. First, I drag us all in here and now I nearly die in the stupidest possible way. I'm so sorry, Hajime. I'm just ruining everything. Umm .... well ... Kyoko flushed, sheepishly grinning at Makoto. I guess there's no way to hide certain thoughts or things from you. Guilty, yes. I was. I .... know I said I'd make it up come night time. And I still will, but ... Her voice stopped, getting caught in her throat as Makoto pressed her breasts into his own chest. Her heart pounded quickly, something he would be able to feel with next to nothing separating them. Geez. Sometimes, you can really sound and act like such a horn dog. Mmmm ... Then again, they were only human. Add in the lack of private time, and even Kyoko couldn't otherwise argue with Makoto's actions. She just ... had never seen them in such a bold fashion. She began leaning forward, originally intending to press her lips upon his. Only to let out a shocked gasp as he dared to spank her rear. She stared down in disbelief, not saying anything for quite a while. Without giving any hints or saying any words, Kyoko hurried to the door ... but didn't leave like he may have expected. Instead, she locked it, took her turn to press Makoto against the wall, and made out with him. Her tongue hungrily rubbed against his lips and tongue, eagerly entering the moment his mouth opened. Muffled moans slowly began filling the room as Kyoko allowed a hand to trail down and land in between Makoto's legs. After lightly rubbing the clothed member, she moved it up ever-so-slightly ... before finally resting on the zipper and button, beginning to hastily work on undoing his pants.