花村 陽介 -Yosuke Hanamura- (
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sirenspull2013-02-14 09:44 pm
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Video-backdated a few hours to early afternoon
[The kid on the video doesn't look so hot. Not in an ate too much candy sort of way, either. He's pale and clammy and his lips aren't a healthy color. His eyes are dilated. He should probably be in bed. In fact, he probably is. But he's got something important to say first, judging by the serious expression on his face.]
Ah. I hope it doesn't ruin the holiday atmosphere, but I guess I should warn everyone. If someone gives you chocolates and you don't know them very well-
[He stops, curls up a bit. Ow, his freakin' insides...but before he can properly complain about those, he bumps something behind him. It turns out to be a plastic IV line, and when the cart falls over it tugs him hard enough to make him knock his head against a vacuum chamber, hanging around conveniently in case any patients in the area need their stomach pumped. Yosuke makes a frustrated, whiny sound.]
Ow! Ugh...anyway, please don't take candy from strangers. It might make you sick.
Ah. I hope it doesn't ruin the holiday atmosphere, but I guess I should warn everyone. If someone gives you chocolates and you don't know them very well-
[He stops, curls up a bit. Ow, his freakin' insides...but before he can properly complain about those, he bumps something behind him. It turns out to be a plastic IV line, and when the cart falls over it tugs him hard enough to make him knock his head against a vacuum chamber, hanging around conveniently in case any patients in the area need their stomach pumped. Yosuke makes a frustrated, whiny sound.]
Ow! Ugh...anyway, please don't take candy from strangers. It might make you sick.
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[Slumping forward now, panting a little. There's no comfortable position. Break can probably hear bed sheets rustling.]
It's not a stomachache. It's worse.
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Cos you've got a weak stomach.
[ Acidly: ]
As my hat and I can attest to.
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[Rustle, rustle, groooan. Why does no one ever mention just how bad this feels? It's miserable. He gags quietly-too much thrashing around-but manages to swallow it again. No way is he going to upchuck if he can help it. They'll probably make him drink more charcoal if he does.]
And it's definitely the candy. Gilbert can tell you.
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Is he ill, too?
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[In other words, you might have to wait a bit to talk to Gilbert.]
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[ Oh hang on. He read something in the news about this a day or two ago. ]
Did you eat one of AGI's aphrodisiac chocolates, by any chance?
[ And, more to the point, did Gilbert eat them, too? ]
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You can't ask me that! It's really creepy. Anyway it...the candy didn't do that.
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Even so, the question still remains...
Is this a general sort of poisoning? Or a very, very specific one?
Did you give any of these girls a reason to exact revenge, hmmm?
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...Actually some of them still don't. They thought it was Yoshi. I didn't want to correct them mid-confession, though.
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Ha! Ha! Ha!
Whyyyyyy, that seems unlikely. You're not the sort.
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[Something black dribbles out of his nose-activated charcoal-and starts him choking and sputtering again, which in turn makes him whimper and curl up around his pillow again.]
Ow. Oh man, can't dying be faster at least?
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[ Pot, kettle, black, etc. etc. ]
Who's this Yoshi person, hmmm?
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Is Yoshi you?
Or--is Yoshi the person who used to be you, before you were you?
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...No. I'm Yosuke. We-we've met. I ride the bike. With cake.
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Honestlyyyyyyy, it seems like it's terribly complicated to be you.
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[Why are you making him explain things? Whiiiiine.]
'S the wrong name stupid. Girls do that sometimes.
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[So there.
Apparently being sick doesn't suit him, whoops?]
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Hmm, perhaps I should go and check on Gilbert.
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[ A beat. Or several. ]
Or if you don't, die bravely~! ♥
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