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Jan. 18th, 2033 10:34 pm
suppressthedark: (Live in the sunshine)
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Day 17

Jan. 21st, 2018 12:59 am
suppressthedark: (☾ 57)
[There's enough time still left in the day to go find Corrin, once he's calmed down enough and talked everything through to consider leaving his room.

There's so much he wants to say, to so many people - and if it's in person, then it's better that way.

He doesn't want to force anyone to come to his execution tomorrow, after all.]
suppressthedark: (I'm helpless and hopeful to remain so)
[After a bit, Ichigo finds his way to where Minako is - after he's had a moment to calm down and clean up, face still clearly red from tears.]

...Hey, Minako.

[Time to say his goodbyes.]

Day 17

Jan. 21st, 2018 12:47 am
suppressthedark: (I wait; I wait)
[After everything settles down somewhat and he's had a chance to talk to Akira and Rin, Ichigo quietly makes his way out of his room and tries to find his way to Shuichi, steps measured and quiet.

He's calmed down, come to peace with his fate tomorrow - but he wants to check up on the people he cared for here, one last time. And...Shuichi is among those.]

Day 17

Jan. 21st, 2018 12:44 am
suppressthedark: (☾ 25)
[After...he's done with temporarily going crazy and trying to off Will, Ichigo doubles back and tries to find Hiyori, because -

Well.

He's sure got something to apologize for today.

And he's dying tomorrow, so he might as well get out his regrets now.]
suppressthedark: (Never Meant to Belong)
[Ichigo practically yanks Akira into a side room, His gaze steely and hard.

There's a knot in the pit of his stomach, roiling around hard.]


Akira.

[He's not joking around, or any hint of love on his face - this actually looks...angry.]

Did you cover for Akechi.

Day 17

Jan. 20th, 2018 01:24 am
suppressthedark: (☾ 76)
[After a bit of light-hearted discussion, Ichigo does end up taking Illya somewhere private to speak with her.

He doesn't WANT to ask her about this - he believes that she didn't do it - but in the interest of fairness and leaving no stone overturned...]


Illya? I've, uh...I've got to ask you in more detail about last night. It's nothing against you, just...we need to make sure, okay?

[He certainly doesn't look happy about asking, though.]

Night 15

Jan. 18th, 2018 12:09 am
suppressthedark: (☾ 5)
[Of course the raccoons wouldn't let Akira stay with Ichigo and Rin - though he was confused about them kicking Akira out - Ichigo can't really hide his anxiety about Akira being outside on a killing night very well. He knows the promise they made - the one to keep going, no matter if one of them dies - but it doesn't mean he actually wants to test how well he'll hang onto that promise in the end.

But Rin is here, so he tries to smile a little, show that he's not so utterly on edge and as nervous as he feels.]


Ah, so...looks like you'll be stuck here with me for tonight.

Day 15

Jan. 14th, 2018 09:46 pm
suppressthedark: (☾ 10)
[After they've gotten to somewhere private, so the motive rule isn't broken -]

How much do you know about Rin, Shuichi?

[He's going somewhere with this, trust him.]
suppressthedark: (☾ 36)
[It takes Ichigo a while to wake up, drifting in unconsciousness as he is. Unlike the last time, when the darkness was so cold and he was afraid of letting himself surrender fully to it - this time he sinks into it, letting it cover himself completely in it's oblivion, so he doesn't have to think or feel or hurt.

But he eventually wakes up, despite not wanting to. Opening his eye to the ceiling of the infirmary is the hardest thing he's ever had to do, and for a moment he just wants to go back to sleep - but he knows it won't come that easily anymore.

With the onset of the night, he's sure that the votes have been tallied - and the pain in his entire body and on his shoulder tells him he injured himself pretty badly, but he doesn't want to spend another goddamn moment in this fucking infirmary, this lace that's only sent him bad news every time he's woken up in it.

So, despite everything - despite his deadened emotions and his screaming body, the look on his face a direct mirror to the one that Dazai had pulled on him when he was alive and Ichigo had nearly penetrated his heart - he sits up on the edge of the bed and starts to stand, silently heading out of the door in order to not alarm anyone who's still sleeping in the room, this time intent on heading for the elevator.

He doesn't want to try the door again, but he doesn't want to stay here.

He doesn't know where he's going, but he can't run away from the pain in his heart, so....it doesn't matter where someone so utterly useless goes, anyway.]
suppressthedark: (☾ 93)
[All is quiet when night falls - beyond the excitement of the day and the subsequent saving of the boys, life continued on. Even though one of their number would be randomly executed tomorrow, no one seems to really grasp it - and as the evening falls, the boys' well wishers and vigilant hangers on slowly leave. Ichigo, for his part, falls unconscious sometime after 12 pm - unable to keep awake any longer.

It's late into the night when the whimpers start - Ichigo's hands clutch at the bed, knuckles turning white, body tensing hard enough to send shoots of pain running through his sleeping form. They start to intensify, turning into low groans as his head swivels back and forth, teeth clenched as his dreams themselves rocket up from unpleasantness to outright nightmares:

The feeling of ulquiorra's tail around his neck, as his broken body limply hangs there, the horrible power for the cero that will blast out his heart collecting at his chest. Lying on the ground, dying, as the worlds begin to merge and life itself comes to an end, stillness and emptiness taking over. The sound of Yhwach's horrible laughter as it rings in his ears, lying in a powerless heap on the floor, Orihime bleeding out nearby. Coming home to the clinic, finding the bodies of his sisters and his father torn to pieces in the living room. Ginjou's sword in his chest, taking away the fullbring he'd worked so hard to achieve, knowing that he was now helpless to save his friends and family from Tsukishima's power. His town being destroyed in front of his eyes, all the people he knows and loves having their very souls destroyed in order to make the King's Key. Aizen, standing in front of them in his final form, his power so overwhelming that he can't hope to match it, even though he's worked so hard, come so far. Feeling his friend's reiatsus all wink out, fear lancing through his body as he can't feel a trace of them no matter how hard he strains, finding their bodies torn apart, their eyes all open in shock and horror. His mother's body on top of him, still and growing cold, the summer rain pelting through his face and going into his eyes, hiding the tears spilling down his cheeks.

Akira, with his hand pinned to the door, the blade from the machine swinging down - and he's just a few steps behind, helplessly watching as as the steel bites into his neck and his body slumps, his head falling to the ground -


He's screaming halfway into it, muscles clenched so tightly that he threatens to pop his stitches before the night is over, tears beginning to fall from his one good eye while the bandage on the left side of his face grows faintly wet - the blow only destroyed his eye, not his tear ducts - crying out in-between screams, an unintelligible mixture of desperate pleas and requests to stop, names coming up to the surface:

Mom. Inoue. Chad. Rukia. Renji. Ishida. Akira-]


NO!!

[At the crescendo of it all, his eye snaps open - and he realizes he's awake, covered in fear sweat, breathing hard and trembling, the sensation of pain lancing into his conscious mind as his wounds complain from the beating he just put them through.]

..Haah...Haah...Nngh-

[All he can hope is that he didn't wake Akira up, somehow.]

Day 10

Jan. 2nd, 2018 11:48 pm
suppressthedark: (☾ 62)
[It doesn't take long after their short conversation in the cafeteria for them to both finish eating and head up to Ichigo's room, closing the door behind him once they're both inside. His room is actually pretty tidily kept, although it's obvious from the amounts of writing material on his desk that he's living up to his Ultimate Title. His leatherbound notebook is on the table, flipped open - and Shuichi might be able to catch a glimpse at a few poems as he walks in.

Ichigo takes a seat on the floor, motioning either to his desk's chair or the floor itself.]


I can get you a pillow if you want one.

[To sit on, he means - but if Shuichi wants him to open up more and reveal a potential motive, he'll have to prompt him for it.]

Day 10

Dec. 30th, 2017 11:59 pm
suppressthedark: (☾ 57)
[Ichigo has had time to settle down from his own 'Vacation', having vented to others and checked on everyone. But he hasn't seen Rin yet today, and he knows what that probably means.

Rin must be reeling from a 'vacation' as well, and...he doesn't want to leave him alone when that's happening.

So Ichigo makes his way to Rin's room, gently knocking on the door.]


Rin? Are you in there?

Day 10

Dec. 30th, 2017 06:50 pm
suppressthedark: (☾ 48)
[He'd just been in the art room, grabbing a few more writing materials due to using them rather quickly lately - mostly trying to plan out a way for them to snoop around the school and get away safely tonight - when the tablet goes off showing the 'vacation?' prompt.

And in the end, he ultimately regretted pressing 'yes'.

The one solace he has is that no one's in the room - he's alone as he hugs himself and cries, gritting his teeth so tightly he can feel his teeth grinding against each other as he tries to muffle the sobs that want to force their way out of his throat.

For now, he's even forgotten that tonight is a killing night, and that his partner for it might be looking for him...]

Day 3

Dec. 16th, 2017 01:41 am
suppressthedark: (☾ 68)
[It's not long before they're both up in Ichigo's room, which...still looks about as bog standard as any of the dorms here, beyond the notebook lying on his desk and the inordinate amount of writing supplies he's managed to scrounge up.

When they're both fully inside and he shuts the door behind them, he gestures towards the room.]


Feel free to take a seat anywhere - except my bed.

[Because his bed is HIS BED, and they're not close enough friends for him to allow Akira on it yet. As for himself? He's just going to grab a pillow and sit on the floor.]
suppressthedark: (☾ 62)
[So. After he'd finished talking with Akira, Ichigo'd volunteered to stay and watch Dazai, to make sure he'd be fine and also occasionally towel down some of his sweat as he keeps going through his detox. Halfway through, he went down to get some broth and some food for himself (as shitty as it was), and generally lost all sense of time - to the point that when the killing night was announced (through the tablets, obviously) that Ichigo tried to leave the room - only to find that the raccoons wouldn't let him. It was 'lovey-dovey date night', after all, so no one could be wandering around alone!

Welp.


Guess he's stuck here for the night.

As he sighs and takes his seat back near Dazai's bed, he does notice it's been about the normal period that valium starts wearing off, assuming that wasn't a large dose of it. So-]


Hey. How're you feeling?

[-Guess it's going to be a long night.]
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