[She presses her hand to her heart and sighs with audible relief. She couldn't bear it if Minato was some kind of executioner. Even just going by that name makes her a little uncomfortable, though logically she knows it shouldn't.]
Umm, you're talking about Shadows, right? Goro-kun told me about them.
[Admittedly she probably only understood like half of his explanation, but she at least understands the concept.]
[ He's never heard of it before Kaede brought it up, but it's not that hard to imagine. A title or maybe a program or school or something for people that are very talented. Maybe it comes with a scholarship? Either way... ]
Haha... thanks. Nobody ever really called me by that title anyway, though... usually they just called me a Piano Freak.
[She taps her finger against her lips.]
Come to think of it... Komaeda-san and Tanaka-kun both have that title, but it's different from how I'm used to hearing about it. Like, apparently they went to a whole school full of talented people...? Until I was... trapped in that killing game with the others, I'd never met another Super High School Level.
[ Like hers is earlier, or theirs is earlier, or maybe they're just from similar but distinct worlds. The Director tried explaining this all to him a while ago, and he thinks he's wrapped his head around it... ]
[ Oh god he made a mistake. Though, she has surprised him before by not asking further about other complicated topics. Maybe he won't have to describe this stuff too deeply... Maybe. ]
[Her hand drops from her lips to clutch the front of her shirt, and she leans in more closely, almost pleadingly.]
I-I mean, rescue people from the past, or the future! Does that mean my friends could still be out there?
[It's been half a year already, and she's yet to see any of her friends, or even talk to anyone who's familiar with her ideas of a Super High School Level. She'd been convinced they were dead!
...If it's the past, does that mean Rantaro might still be alive?]
[ That's probably the most accurate way to put it. The Hunger consumed both of their worlds, but they are from very different points in time along their... not quite mutual timeline. ]
[Her fingers grip her shirt more tightly, as if that might ease the sharp, aching pain that's suddenly lodged itself right in the middle of her chest.]
I-I just assumed Tanaka-kun and Komaeda-san were from... from a different version of Japan, b-but... you're saying Aragaki-kun came from your past? Like, you're really sure about that? But you both remember the Hunger coming for your worlds so...
[ She's right. It would be a different version of Japan. ]
They're... It's like.... [ Sigh. Okay. He can do this. He can... Explain a thing....... ] Each timeline is its own world, I guess. And there may be only a minor difference. Like a different brand of MP3 player was purchased.... Or you named a different composer once...
[For once, she doesn't have a quick response, rocking back speechlessly on her heels. Everything about their time on the moonbase sounds like something out of a sci-fi anime, including the fact that they're on a dang moon, but parallel timelines is something way, way weirder.]
S-So... you're saying that you and Aragaki-kun... he's not the Aragaki-kun you spent time with? And he was friends with a different Arisato-kun?
[She presses her lips tightly together, staring down at her fingers loosely holding the edge of her skirt. So if that's true, then somewhere out there is a killing game that hasn't started yet, a world where Rantaro is still alive. A world where Rantaro never died, even. A world where all of them died, or a world where she couldn't convince everyone she was the culprit and they all died, or--
It's easy to spiral and only think of the bad things. She forcefully shoves those away to dwell on later. Probably in the middle of the night when she can't sleep.
Speaking of sleep...]
Sorry, are you tired...? We can head back to the cabin together, if you want.
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The Special Extracurricular Execution Squad.
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[She starts to cross her arms, brow furrowing. Hang on. Something seems off here...
Special Extracurricular...]
E-Execution Squad?!!
[That's definitely not a normal after-school club!!]
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[That's it?!]
You can't just say something like that and not explain it, Arisato-kun!!
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We fought... weird things. That would hurt people at night. That others couldn't see.
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[She presses her hand to her heart and sighs with audible relief. She couldn't bear it if Minato was some kind of executioner. Even just going by that name makes her a little uncomfortable, though logically she knows it shouldn't.]
Umm, you're talking about Shadows, right? Goro-kun told me about them.
[Admittedly she probably only understood like half of his explanation, but she at least understands the concept.]
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SEES was formed to fight them.
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[Like what Qrow told her about where he was from. There's no way a normal school would have a club like that otherwise!]
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[ Well. It turned into a Shadow infested tower at night, and some of the teachers were weird, but it taught normal subjects! ]
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Ah, but you guys don't have Super High School Levels where you're from either, right? So I guess what seems normal to me sounds pretty weird to you.
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Doesn't sound that weird.
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[She taps her finger against her lips.]
Come to think of it... Komaeda-san and Tanaka-kun both have that title, but it's different from how I'm used to hearing about it. Like, apparently they went to a whole school full of talented people...? Until I was... trapped in that killing game with the others, I'd never met another Super High School Level.
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[ Like hers is earlier, or theirs is earlier, or maybe they're just from similar but distinct worlds. The Director tried explaining this all to him a while ago, and he thinks he's wrapped his head around it... ]
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[She pauses with her finger against her lower lip, tilting her head at him with some confusion.]
What do you mean, "different times?"
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Like the past. Or future.
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[Her hand drops from her lips to clutch the front of her shirt, and she leans in more closely, almost pleadingly.]
I-I mean, rescue people from the past, or the future! Does that mean my friends could still be out there?
[It's been half a year already, and she's yet to see any of her friends, or even talk to anyone who's familiar with her ideas of a Super High School Level. She'd been convinced they were dead!
...If it's the past, does that mean Rantaro might still be alive?]
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[ That's probably the most accurate way to put it. The Hunger consumed both of their worlds, but they are from very different points in time along their... not quite mutual timeline. ]
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[Her fingers grip her shirt more tightly, as if that might ease the sharp, aching pain that's suddenly lodged itself right in the middle of her chest.]
I-I just assumed Tanaka-kun and Komaeda-san were from... from a different version of Japan, b-but... you're saying Aragaki-kun came from your past? Like, you're really sure about that? But you both remember the Hunger coming for your worlds so...
Aaaah, jeez!! How can that be possible?
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They're... It's like.... [ Sigh. Okay. He can do this. He can... Explain a thing....... ] Each timeline is its own world, I guess. And there may be only a minor difference. Like a different brand of MP3 player was purchased.... Or you named a different composer once...
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[For once, she doesn't have a quick response, rocking back speechlessly on her heels. Everything about their time on the moonbase sounds like something out of a sci-fi anime, including the fact that they're on a dang moon, but parallel timelines is something way, way weirder.]
S-So... you're saying that you and Aragaki-kun... he's not the Aragaki-kun you spent time with? And he was friends with a different Arisato-kun?
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We can't both be here otherwise.
[ It doesn't bother him at all. Shinji's still Shinji and they can deal with any major differences when it comes up. Not a big deal. ]
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[She presses her lips tightly together, staring down at her fingers loosely holding the edge of her skirt. So if that's true, then somewhere out there is a killing game that hasn't started yet, a world where Rantaro is still alive. A world where Rantaro never died, even. A world where all of them died, or a world where she couldn't convince everyone she was the culprit and they all died, or--
It's easy to spiral and only think of the bad things. She forcefully shoves those away to dwell on later. Probably in the middle of the night when she can't sleep.
Speaking of sleep...]
Sorry, are you tired...? We can head back to the cabin together, if you want.
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[ He's talked so much... The cabin has. Beds... Sleep. ]
Yeah.