'Voice' testing; mun just finished Corpse Party: Blood Covered

[wasscaredtoo]

Ohhh?

[Looking decidedly unsure of himself, Yoshikazu hesitantly steps forward.]

Ahhhh..

Oouaa... ooaghh.... aauuuuuuu...!

[The inarticulate, guttural noises give way to a frustrated wailing. Hard, so very hard, and he's tempted to just go now and forget about trying to make himself understood... but as he turns to leave, his hand brushes the pocket that holds the doll, his doll, his mother's gift... He pulls it out, clutching it to his chest as if it were a lifeline.]

Aaa....

[Gradually, he regains some composure and tries again.]

Uuww... uuwwyyy? Mmmumn... wwwhyyy?

[Why him? Out of everyone she could have chosen, why him? He has so few words and even less art (and all of it from after, when he's... like that)... He's pretty sure that no game would ever take him, so why is he even here?]

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[ducentia]

[Her eyes are fixated on that doll in his hands, a pain twisting heavily in her chest. It's safe to say that while the doll may bring Yoshikazu some solace, her own experiences have left her extremely discomforted by its mere presence.

This man.. she can see that he's different. Timid and frustrated, much like the man she had seen in her.. 'vision'. Regardless, she'd much rather prefer not to engage with him at all, but after some firm coaxing from her mun, she finally manages to utter:]

We don't.. have much choice in why. Muns seem to have their reasons.. even if they don't make sense.

[wasscaredtoo]

Uuaaagghh...

[Following her gaze, Yoshikazu moans softly. He feels more together with the doll in his hands, but the fear in her eyes hits him like a punch to the gut. Even after everything had begun to fall apart, he had always tried his best to do right by the students. He may not recognize this child's face or her uniform, he may not completely understand what's wrong, but he still doesn't want to make her suffer.

Reluctantly, he pockets his doll again and then nods in agreement with Ayumi's words.]

[ducentia]

[She watches his movements carefully, momentarily perplexed as he conceals the doll again. As much as Ayumi despises the thing, and as relieved as she is to see it gone, she does recognize that it is a valuable item to him. So why...?

Was it something she did...? Did she really look so visibly shaken?

Suddenly more self-conscious, she tries her best to relax her demeanor, though the unease of being in this man's presence, actually speaking to him, is still difficult to shake.] Um...

[He means well, she reasons with herself. He always has. That's what she had come to find, after all. Inhaling slowly, she hopes that, maybe, speaking more will help ease this discomfort.] Are you.. okay with that? Okay with your mun, I mean. I know they don't.. always have the best intentions.

[wasscaredtoo]

O...kay...?

[Yoshikazu echoes the word hollowly, almost seeming for a moment as if he hadn't understood the question- but then he shakes his head emphatically no, no, no. He's still unsure how to feel about his situation, but 'okay' is definitely not the word for this.]

Rrrrghh... Dddhh... Don'know...

[ducentia]

[Ayumi knits her brows, momentarily wondering if what she had said had even gotten through to him properly- but his sudden response causes her to jump slightly in surprise. Okay. So he does understand.

She strains her senses to just barely make out the jumbled words in his otherwise seemingly senseless noises. It takes her a moment, but once she does figure it out, she nods firmly in affirmation.]

I.. understand. I don't think I'm really okay with it, either..