“Thanks” she mumbles. Then, she nods her head at what Kotoko said. “Okay.”

*Masaru gives her a smile of reassurance.* They’ll be fine. We’re tough, we’ve all been through worse. Some weirdos with paintball guns aren’t gonna put us down.

Misako decides to try and lift the two boys up, thinking they aren’t that heavy. And she heads out the door.

*Masaru comes and takes Nagisa from her* I got him.

*Kotoko examines the weapons the gunmen used* Paintball guns… why the hell are they using…

They didn’t want to kill us… *She picks one of the guns up* We need to get the paintballs looked at back at the school. For now, nobody touch any of them. Avoid even touching the paint.

“Masaru!” Damian grabs his bloody fist and pulls him away. “He’s down, we can do more with him alive.”

(I know I plan to…)

… *Masaru punches the older man once more for good measure*

*He then turns… and happens to see Ryouko joining in the fight* No way…

“Nagisa…” Damian says lowly, pushing his fear for his friend into anger against the one who hurt his friend.

“Get him to safety now.”

Wasting no more words he smoothly slides his bow into hand with an arrow and charges from their cover, shooting to maim and torture.

*Masaru is just beating the guy who shot Jataro over and over and over again, reducing his face into a bloody mess*

“Ah, okay!” She replies, looking around, “I’m probably gonna get some pocky, and get a mochi.” She says, as she grabs some pocky, and looks around for the mochi.

*Jataro gets fucking shot*

Jataro!

*Masaru sees the person who shot Jataro, holding an odd-looking rifle with a strange cylinder on top* I’M GONNA FUCKING KILL YOU! *He rushes them*

After gathering his things from the library, Damian couldn’t help but sit and recount the past months. After Invidia’s killing game failed, any chances of finding despairs went from little to none at all, with several of his classmates leaving the academy among others. So he tried to focus his efforts on finding either Invidia or Headmaster Naegi. No luck there either, no matter how much of his health he risked in the process. It got to the point Sora had to be placed nearby him almost 24/7 as well as the current Headmaster stopping anymore of his searches or risk expulsion.

With nothing accomplished to keep his home safe, his guilt only grew. The deaths? Him. The headmaster missing? Him too. The recent prison break and slaughter of nearly everyone? It was him, Damian! …references aside, it was all him because of his actions coming here in the first place as well as him being weak. All he could do was train and study, train and study, train and study with occasional breath of fresh air to do other things at Sora’s insistence to “stop shutting himself off from everyone.” The logical side of him knew she was right, yet he kept denying it all the same.

Speaking of which… he should probably find her and maybe see what either Jataro or Nagisa were up to. Reluctantly he pulls out his phone to call his friends. Least if Sora found him he’d have an excuse this time.

*Jataro’s phone rings as he and the others are out.* Oh! It’s Damian! I’ll catch up with you guys later!

All right!

“Well, that’s good.” She smiles, “If I get permission from the school, do you all want to go hang downtown sometime this week or so? Or we could go right now, because I have a few hundred or so in my bank account.” Misako asks everyone, as she looks around.

Hell yeah!

We should!

I agree.

I think that’d be a lot of fun.

She goes all quiet. “Oh. That’s terrible. Unless the inmates were extremely terrible people”

I mean, they were, and listening to some of the stuff they did… I can’t say I’m sad to see any of them go, but…

The question is, when’s this group gonna come for us? I mean, we never stood trial for any of the stuff we did in the Tragedy… it all just got swept under the rug.