[ AUDIENCE: TAICHI YAGAMI ]

[dormheads]

Comments

[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.]

[goalsides]

[. . .

he just. buries his head in his hands and groans loudly.]

Why.

[inaccordant]

Is it that surprising?

[goalsides]

It's not, but I can still find it really annoying.

[inaccordant]

It is what it is.

[goalsides]

[...]

It shouldn't be, is the thing. How are you guys supposed to know anything if people don't tell you? [...wait.]

Wait is it true you guys can actually listen in on stuff?

[inaccordant]

It is, though we'd have to actively do so.

[goalsides]

How exactly does it work though? Do you just consciously decide you want to listen in on certain people?

[inaccordant]

Essentially, which is why it's not worth bothering with, even if I had any interest. I'm busy enough without dividing my attention like that.

[goalsides]

I get that. I'm just wondering if something like that happens again, maybe you and the others could choose to listen in so we know where people are going.

[inaccordant]

I could try, although it doesn't seem as though anyone has any idea why that happened, so I can't guarantee anything.

[goalsides]

Trying would be enough if it happens again. Thanks.

[...] It all just feels really kind of unsettling, dude. I'm trying to figure out a plan like we talked about.

[inaccordant]

Mm. There's a lot to focus on, so just try and keep your head on straight.

[goalsides]

I'll do what I can. [which is as good as it's going to get. but he takes one more sip of his cup for good measure.]

...I'll be in touch next week, probably. Especially if I figure out anything else.

[inaccordant]

You're not obliged to.

[goalsides]

I know. But now that I'm hearing people aren't even keeping you in the loop it sort of feels like I should anyway.

[inaccordant]

Frankly, it doesn't sound as most people are eager to keep any of the Dorm Heads in the loop.