new muse; voice-testing. possibly sending her somewhere, though heaven knows where.

[brigading]

You.

( Haruhi glares directly at her mundane, giving the evil eye. )

You haven't been focusing on me lately at all, have you? To you, it's all "but I have homework to do" or "I haven't roleplayed in ages"! ( There's a sigh before she continues. ) Excuses, excuses.

Sure, you haven't played in a while, but that means nothing! You made my account, right? And you even said it yourself: "I want to play Haruhi this time." After all, you didn't do all that well with your other stupid muses. Besides, I'm more important than all of those people combined, right?

So just find me a place to go to and get a move on already!

( And she ends her rant with a huff. )

Comments

[brigading]

No, not that.

[observesthings]

[ Looking down at the Diary again. He has to phrase this very, very carefully... ]

... Yuno and I are... umm... we won something called the 'Survival Game.'

[brigading]

The Survival Game? What's that?

[observesthings]

Exactly what it sounds like. A sort of game me and eleven other people had to play in which we all had to kill each other. [ He holds up the Future Diary. ] It's how I got this.

[brigading]

That's stupid.

( The game, that is; not the diary. )

[observesthings]

It is. [ Especially since Deus' entire motivation for choosing his successor this way and causing several people to die, or worse, can be summed up to 'I did it for the lulz.' ] I didn't have much of a choice, though.

[brigading]

Makes sense, I guess.

[observesthings]

[ ... That's it? Wow, he's used to navigating a minefield of a conversation - Yuno's gone off on homicidal rampages over less - but that was kind of easy. ]

S-So... yeah. What I'm worried about is Yuno thinking something similar exists in other worlds.

[ A half-truth. That would suck, but that's not his biggest concern. ]

[brigading]

Well, it doesn't exist here, as far as I know.

[observesthings]

I know that. [ His Diary said so. ] It's not me that I'm worried about.

[brigading]

Who are you worried about?

( No, wait. Don't let her answer that. She has an idea. And she's actually smirking at it. )

Your girlfriend?

[observesthings]

... Yeah.

[ Just not for the reason you're probably thinking, Haruhi. ]

[brigading]

You're not afraid that she's going to go full-out yandere on us, are you?

( She's not stupid. She knows them tropes. )

[1/2]

[observesthings]

[ Well, shit. ]

[observesthings]

W-Well--

[ Swallowing the lump in his throat. ]

Not on us?

[brigading]

Oh, so on me, then. Don't worry, don't worry. I think love is a mental illness. I'd never fall for that sort of death trap.

[observesthings]

[ No need to pull punches or anything, Haruhi. Even if she did just hit the nail on the head. ]

From experience, it's not that easy.

[ He's under no delusion that Yuno isn't crazy, he's more than aware of what she's capable of at this point. Nobody ever said love had to make sense. ]

[brigading]

Well, maybe not. I doubted that from the star.

( Haruhi just shrugs, not really giving a damn. )

[observesthings]

T-Then why'd you say that!?

[ He'd seriously have a field-day talking with Kyon about their incredibly messed up experiences with girls. ]

*start

[brigading]

Because I could, obviously.

/pats [1/2]

[observesthings]

[observesthings]

[ Why is Yuno worried about her again? ]

Isn't that called 'lying?'

[brigading]

Not really.

[observesthings]

[ Cue awkward silence. Does... does he even want to ask...? ]

What exactly is it you were looking for in other worlds?

[brigading]

Aliens, time travelers, and espers, of course!