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The problem with hanging out with one's criminal accomplices, it seemed, was less the awkward pauses in conversation as the fact that said awkward pauses tended to be the conversation. Since you never knew who might be listening, you had to keep quiet about the various things you had seen and...
This time, when the girl came in the clinic door, Takemi was gazing in bleary boredom at the empty waiting room, and so the arrival came as -- well, not no surprise, but certainly less of one. She watched as the girl came up to the desk, took a few breaths, opened her mouth, closed it again, and...
"Aw, effff," groaned Ryuji as Morgana dropped down into the bag he was holding.
Emerging from the rooftop access was the second runner-up to the title of "person they least wanted to encounter". (Kamoshida, naturally, held the crown, with "every other teacher in the whole damn school" tied for...
"No, not fine," Morgana said a bit less than twenty-four hours later.
He had actually found himself a bit impressed by the first steps of the Plan B that his Wild Card had developed, since they involved waiting until the landlord had gone home for the night and then sneaking out of the building...
"... but never on a Sunday a Sunday the one day/I need a little rest," she sang to herself while leafing through an imported copy of Rolling Stone. And she really was committed to the notion of giving herself a rest from her real work, to prove to herself -- the only person whose opinion truly...
"How do I let you talk me into these things?" asked Ann while peering around a corner.
"Clearly I am way more persuasive than I seem," Ryuji replied as he too peered. "Now shush, she'll hear us!"
"I like that explanation better than the alternative, that I'm way more gullible," she said...
PART FOUR
Is this working?
R: Sure seems to be!
A: Yes, it's working.
I've never done this.
R: You never texted with your friends back home?
I could talk to them. Why would I need to text?
Never mind that, now. Where did you get the item you showed us?
R: You mean the gun?
R: Hello?
A...
This is a test of the alignment tool.
This is only a test.
If it were an actual story segment, you would be reading in-character statements.
And questionably humorous narrative.
This has been a test of the alignment tool. Please look forward to the return of "What We Need Here" in a bit less...
"Are you crazy?" asked Sojiro.
He was not altogether sure what annoyed him more -- the fact that his boarder had brought a cat into his cafe while there were customers present and then boldly asked if she could keep it, or the fact that, after he had pulled her into an alcove to discuss this...
Ryuji blinked as he gazed across the floor of the foyer at the sight of the other three getting overwhelmed by repeated waves of those weird horse-things. Something seemed odd about his current circumstances. Hadn't he been standing over there, beside Morgana or Mona or whatever the cartoon...
"All right," said Mona, walking down the short corridor that led from their entryway to the big foyer, a bit ahead of Panther and Jinx, who were in turn just a bit ahead of Hey You. "It seems I was mistaken about the security being raised because of all the noise we made just now. We should be...
Actually entering the palace, as he hadn't the previous day, was surprising for Ryuji on a number of levels. First, this time when the phone did its thing, there was no abrupt searing pain in his head -- which was nice. The relief when that didn't happen almost distracted him from the other big...
Well, I thought that if I was going to switch something major, I should probably make a few other switches along the way. And this is just one. Thanks!
"See?" the not-a-cat shrieked at Ann, gesturing frantically with his head in Ryuji's direction. (His paws were presumably being used to keep himself upright.) "He gets it! He's known me for less than a minute and he gets it! Why can you not get it?!" He took a deep breath, then, and turned to...
"So where the eff is she?" Ryuji asked. As the first words he'd spoken in her presence since middle school, they probably lacked something. But Ann had to admit they were an improvement on the oppressive silence that had been between the two of them since they arrived at the school rooftop to...
"I'm not sure how to answer that question," Kurusu answered, following Ryuji's gaze towards the palace.
"Hah?" asked Ryuji as he turned his wide-eyed gape on the person who had brought him here.
"'For real?'" she repeated. "I'm not sure how to answer that."
"Oh. Yeah, I guess that was a...
Unless he was not only a total bastard, but the biggest dumbass to have ever walked the streets of Tokyo -- which Ryuji had to admit was possible -- Kamoshida had to have known that telling the kids not to linger in the courtyard or gawk was going to ensure that a whole swath of them were going...
PART THREE
It was a simple plan, and Shiho was sure that nothing could possibly go wrong with it. She had already gotten through what should be the hardest part of it, telling him that she was quitting the team. He hadn't been able to do anything about it, just yell at her and make insinuations...