[Tama grunts as the memory from the bat hits him right where he fucking lives. The panic, the betrayal, the fear, the conflicting and exacerbating feeling of seeing his own teammate as the perpetrator.]
Natalie...
Dammit...I'm sorry...!
[He can't afford to slow down now though, so he grabs at the lab coat next.]
[He grabs for it at the same moment as Kaito, both touching it at once.
The lab coat reveals this memory. The entire thing is colored with anxiety and worry even before the doctor appears. You know this is a horrible idea, but Aoko doesn’t want to leave anyone behind and you don’t really want that, either, even if you’re fairly certain this is a trick or a trap of some kind. When Aoko is killed, that fear doubles. She’s dead, she’s dead, you fucked up, you got her killed and you’re going to die, he’s going to kill both of you, no no no no no no--
And you’re right. The poison is extremely painful as it courses through your body, and the panic is nothing less than overwhelming until everything finally goes black.
A question seems to linger in the air: what do I do if she hates me for this someday?]
Re: ???
Natalie...
Dammit...I'm sorry...!
[He can't afford to slow down now though, so he grabs at the lab coat next.]
Re: ???
The lab coat reveals this memory. The entire thing is colored with anxiety and worry even before the doctor appears. You know this is a horrible idea, but Aoko doesn’t want to leave anyone behind and you don’t really want that, either, even if you’re fairly certain this is a trick or a trap of some kind. When Aoko is killed, that fear doubles. She’s dead, she’s dead, you fucked up, you got her killed and you’re going to die, he’s going to kill both of you, no no no no no no--
And you’re right. The poison is extremely painful as it courses through your body, and the panic is nothing less than overwhelming until everything finally goes black.
A question seems to linger in the air: what do I do if she hates me for this someday?]