[ AUDIENCE: TAICHI YAGAMI ]

[dormheads]

Comments

[goalsides]

[stop it's fine probably. but...hrgh.]

...okay. [he will pull out another three vouchers to offer him.] May as well. I can keep earning them throughout the week and go from there.

[inaccordant]

[chad takes the vouchers, before producing a set of papers, which he hands over to taichi.]

[goalsides]

[give him a second to. read. and raise his eyebrows.]

Uh. [WHAT?] ...I have...a lot of things I could say about this, but none of them are good.

[inaccordant]

I did warn you.

[goalsides]

No I know, but you don't think it's a little weird your names are on this thing?

[inaccordant]

I'm aware it's strange.

[goalsides]

[give him a moment to flip through the papers.]

...Chad, has anything else strange ever happened in the years you've been here? Not like what's going on now, but in general.

[inaccordant]

Not that I can recall. Definitely nothing like this.

[goalsides]

And as far as you know, the principal has always been a bear and classes have always been this way?

[inaccordant]

Well, I've never paid attention to the more ridiculous classes, so I can't speak for those. But yes, the principal has always been what he is.

[goalsides]

[hm...]

...do you mind if I ask you something a little more personal? About the papers the others found when they were gone.

[inaccordant]

[he tenses, but—]

... Not like I can stop you from asking.

[goalsides]

You could tell me to shut up, actually. [pointing that out.]

...is your wish true?

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[inaccordant]

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[inaccordant]

Is it your business either way?

[goalsides]

No. But I'd like to know if the applications are real or if they were meant to throw us off completely in light of the papers you just showed me.

[inaccordant]

[flatly,]

Well, everyone has been too busy reading it to show me [though sakyou might be returning it later, who knows] so I don't actually know the details of whatever they found.

[all he knows is from everyone very openly reading it in trial, thanks.]

[goalsides]

...[just. staring into the void.] Nobody showed you before we started...

[...he is taking out his phone to pull up a picture of chad's application to show him. if it's visible. hopefully. sakyou said he could take a photo so he did.]

[inaccordant]

It was a pleasant surprise.

[sometimes you are an intensely private person and then suddenly in trial you realize everyone has access to your personal info.

but as he looks at the picture, he frowns, his hand going up to his pocket watch as if subconsciously.]

... I don't know what those scribbles are, but the rest is accurate.

[goalsides]

[as jan characters are wont to do. but okay, he waits and seems to be watching chad curiously.]

Nothing about the scribbles stands out at all? It's a little weird that almost the whole application's blacked out.

[inaccordant]

Is it weird? Student applications are meant to be restricted information regardless of which school you go to, so if anything, it's stranger that not everything is redacted.

[goalsides]

And then to counter that, it's stranger that some hooded weirdo in a cathedral in an alternate pocket of time had this information to give us in the first place.

[inaccordant]

I don't know anything about that.

Just that I think there are some things some of you are hung up on that are, in fact, normal school procedures, and you might be better off focusing your attention elsewhere.

[goalsides]

Did none of them tell you what happened when they left?

[THIS IS WHY HE'S MOVING OUT, GOD.]

[inaccordant]

Dimitri contacted me to let me know that Claude was injured before lockdown.

[literally no one has told him about what happened in the cyoas, apparently.]