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Naegi Makoto ([personal profile] cloversandcranes) wrote in [community profile] thecrossinglogs2025-06-15 02:26 am

Move along, move along just to make it through

WHO: Makoto, OTA
WHAT: THE BOY IS BACK! And is feeling super confused and guilty.
WHERE: The Village in the Marsh.
WHEN: Sometime before the sleepover
WARNINGS Guilt, bad memories, attempted abduction



Hope of Morning

[Waving goodbye to the Ferryman before entering the village, Makoto's small and tired smile falls as he looks around at the huts. He tried to not show it to the Ferryman but he feels awful for getting lost and leaving the group. After all, he had chewed out Nagito for doing so and he hadn't been lost for as long as Makoto was! How did he even get lost so thoroughly?! He swears he just went out for a quick look!

Sighing to himself, he shakes his head before moving deeper into the village, looking around for anyone he knows. As he looks, he calls in a small and hesitant voice to anyone who might hear him.]


Komeda-kun? Frieda-san? Anyone here? It's me. I-I'm back.

[Oh he hopes the others have been okay without him. He hopes they didn't worry too much about him. Especially Nagito and Sunny. He had promised them that he'd never leave them. Another promise broken Makoto. He shakes off that whisper that threatens to drown him in memories as he waits for a response.]


100 bad days

[Makoto opens his eyes groggily as he feels the ground sway, grumpily grumbling to himself about what has woken him. He was having a good rest unlike usual! No nightmares or anything! Tempted to forget about it, he closes his eyes again when the ground moved again. What is it this time? Forcing himself up, he looks around the hut and sleepily watches as the shadows on the wall continue swaying. Why was it swaying?

Turning to look out the door, his eyes widens as he sees the outside slowly move past the door. What?! Now wide awake, he scrambles to get to his feet as he feels the sways increase in length and speed. Rushing to the door, he looks outside and gasps when he sees the village slowly getting farther away from him.]


What the?! H-Help!


Aftermath

[After his rather stressful wake up call, Makoto can be found looking at the small huttlets fondly if exasperatedly as he watches them play together. Chuckling when he sees two roughhouse and then squabble amongst themselves, he hums in amusement as he hears someone approach him.]

They're much cuter when they're not trying to abduct me.

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100

[personal profile] fantail 2025-06-15 11:32 am (UTC)(link)
[idk if Sakuya apped in before hiatus but it's funnier if Makoto's never seen him before.

A white dove perched on a roof turns to look critically in his direction, then shakes out its wings and starts to follow. It is, in fact, a frankly enormous creature that could stand about half as tall as a human and has a wingspan in the vicinity of eight feet. And is headed... right at him...]


Make way!

[did I mention he sounds almost exactly like a teenaged (human) boy with a fairly deep voice? If Makoto backs up out of the doorway in time, Sakuya will fold his wings in time to land there, otherwise he'll beat his wings furiously to veer off and have to circle back. The walking hut absolutely senses his approach and swivels.]
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[personal profile] fantail 2025-06-15 01:12 pm (UTC)(link)
[Sakuya's claws scrabble for purchase on the wood-planked floor and he has to flap his wings, enormous in the confined space, to keep from toppling over as the little building moves under him. He manages, but it's not dignified.]

Hrmph. That was uncalled for, you wretched construct!

[he stamps a foot on the floor, noisily.]

What a ridiculous situation to be in...
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[personal profile] fantail 2025-06-15 03:04 pm (UTC)(link)
Tch. Yes, yes-

[the hut doesn't appreciate Sakuya being here insulting (does it understand it's insulted?) and scratching at it! He's not as cute as a human, it's not gonna put up with that! He makes an outraged coo-grunt sound when Makoto knocks into him, the first obviously birdlike noise he's made.]

The nerve!

[flapflap flap poor Makoto might get slapped a couple times in the process as Sakuya gets himself up onto the unmade bed, wings half open for balance.]

-it's warm, that is disgusting.
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[personal profile] fantail 2025-06-15 04:38 pm (UTC)(link)
[Sakuya really doesn't like being grabbed, but he's able to squirm free before it gets too upsetting. Getting smacked by him doesn't hurt, exactly. Nothing does here. It's jarring and unpleasant to get hit though.

He shakes himself off, feathers fluffing pinecone-like and sending some bits of down into the air before he starts laying flat again.]


It is warm from your body. Do you really not comprehend how - rrrgh, this is nonsense. [He stands straighter, prouder, some aspect of his neck and body seeming to inflate.]

You! It's ridiculous, but some of these houses have legs and wander off! Flightless creature that you are, you'll have to check each time!
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<3

[personal profile] fantail 2025-06-20 05:22 pm (UTC)(link)
[he's managing to keep the vitriol down but there's definitely a sense of irritated condescension.]

Hence why I'm telling you, so you may understand what has happened and learn from it. This absurd hodgepodge will make a circuit and perhaps settle elsewhere for a period, but each of them returns to the village, having wasted everyone's time!

[As a bird his 'facial expressions' are very subtle and obscure by human standards, all in feather positions and how he holds his head, but his voice does suggest a lofty glare.]

As you are Japanese, my name would be ordered Shirogane Le Bel Sakuya. [wait he could have left out 'le Bel' - too late now.] You will address me as Shirogane-san!

[He's French-Japanese and raised in France but is fluent and has just a trace of accent, so even though there's universal translation he's switched over to it. Sakuya accepted some of his classmates using his name without a suffix and other people at his school using -kun but Makoto is not involved in St. Pigeonations.]
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[personal profile] fantail 2025-06-20 10:25 pm (UTC)(link)
[When no name is forthcoming Sakuya pauses pointedly before coolly prompting him.] And you are...?

Certainly waiting is a possibility for you, given you are only human. I, on the other hand, can fly. Be honored I haven't already and, in fact, may have an alternative. [I just don't want this comment to be too long, so he doesn't say it immediately. Sakuya opens his wings slightly just to refold them, his head high.]

As for messages, you do have either a linked book or a phone of some sort, are you not? Assuming you are literate that's something you can take care of yourself.
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hope of morning

[personal profile] blindluck 2025-06-15 02:51 pm (UTC)(link)
[Nagito doesn't generally sleep in the afterlife, now that he doesn't have to. He's also taken it upon himself to do all of the cleaning in the house they've all decided to stay in, unless someone else gets to it first. This is why, only a few moments after Makoto speaks, Nagito bolts out of one of the houses with his hair tied up in a ponytail, a mop, and a slowly spreading pool of soapy water from a tipped over bucket in his wake.]

Naegi-sama!

[Makoto is here. Makoto is back. He was patient and he waited and Makoto came back.]
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[personal profile] blindluck 2025-06-15 03:18 pm (UTC)(link)
[Nagito drops the mop and hurries toward Makoto.] You're alright! You are okay, right? You've been gone for a little while, I hope you weren't anywhere too dangerous. Of course, Naegi-sama is capable of dealing with anything, but... [When Nagito reaches out to Makoto, it's with the intent of checking him for injuries. He knows that's silly here, but he can't quite help himself. But something must misfire in his brain, because instead of doing what he intended, he finds himself wrapping his arms around Makoto and hugging him instead.]
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[personal profile] blindluck 2025-06-15 04:39 pm (UTC)(link)
[By the time Nagito realizes what he's doing, Makoto is hugging him back. He's blushing, but it can't be that bad to hug Makoto if he's okay with it, right?]

Were you that tired? [More likely it was something supernatural, of course.] Did you recognize the voices?
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[personal profile] blindluck 2025-06-21 05:52 am (UTC)(link)
[Nagito's blush is obvious on his face by the time Makoto looks at him; he'd had the vague thought that maybe he could pat Makoto on the head or something--Sunny seems to like air head pats--but that's, that's definitely childish, right? And now he can see Makoto looking at him again and he just pushes the whole idea away entirely.]

It wasn't hard on me! Nothing you do could be an inconvenience to me! [This is a lie, but it's how Nagito thinks he should feel, so he doesn't think it counts as one.] Besides, it wasn't as if you intended to get lost.
hasapoint: an old scarred woman considers (by Anna Akhmatova)

aftermath

[personal profile] hasapoint 2025-06-16 06:48 am (UTC)(link)
I don't know, they're still a little unsettling.

[Need was passing by carrying a big half-rotted chunk of wood, but pauses, looking Makoto over frankly.]

You got got, huh?
hasapoint: annoyed and amused (It is such pain and yet such ecstasy)

[personal profile] hasapoint 2025-06-20 05:48 pm (UTC)(link)
[She laughs.]

The bird? I'm glad he deigned to be useful.

[Need and Sakuya have met and been mutually unimpressed, though Sakuya's not really socially adept enough to have realized she's gotten a fairly accurate read on him. It's just more negative because she doesn't like overconfidence.

She is examining Makoto with interest, and then puts down her chunk of wood.]


I know I've seen you around, but we haven't spoken much. You should call me Need.
hasapoint: distant, considering (The ancient gods changed men to things b)

[personal profile] hasapoint 2025-06-20 09:20 pm (UTC)(link)
Don't let him push you around. He's too used to people letting him do just that.

[She says that less sternly and more in a weary, resigned manner. Need can't bring herself to care passionately about that, it's just annoying.]

Briefly. You were... what's your name again?

[she's not good with names.]
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Hope of Morning (CW: implied hallucination)

[personal profile] solitarynote 2025-06-17 12:25 pm (UTC)(link)
[Sunny spent most of his time around the communal hut that they all decided to share. It’s mostly empty at this time of day, the others having gone searching or outside (or Nagito is most likely cleaning??), so when Sunny hears that voice cut through the book he was reading…

Well, he thought it was a hallucination at first.

After all, the owner of the voice had been missing for so long, and the mist liked to play tricks on people…

But then it rings out again. And again. And again - little hesitant calls for people familiar to them both, which has Sunny closing his book and heading for the doorway.

His head pops out of the entryway door just as Makoto seems to walk by.]




[Sunny stares, one eye blinking in almost disbelief (the other is covered by a white cloth - one of the ripped edges of an extra bedsheet, as the orange scrap of Kel’s shirt is drying). Then…]

…! [That’s actually Makoto, right?!]
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[personal profile] solitarynote 2025-06-20 06:58 pm (UTC)(link)
[All of Makoto’s expressions seemed real. Even the cheer on his face. But Sunny had to be sure…

…Which meant he took two steps out of the hut and grabbed for Makoto’s sleeve. Real.

That solidified it for him, his eye widening again and something like relief running through him.]


You’re… back…!

[His speech is breathy with excitement, and he looks around like he’s looking for someone - probably Nagito, he would be so relieved! - before remembering that everyone else was out…] Others… exploring…
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100 Bad Days

[personal profile] toilet_bound 2025-06-23 05:18 pm (UTC)(link)
[When Hanako hears Makoto’s frantic scream for help, he pops his head into the doorway… from the other room.]

Ah, don’t worry about it! It’s just going for a stroll~

[The hut. Going for a stroll. Totally normal according to the ghost boy. He’d been searching for supplies and had heard the other teen enter, fall asleep, and… hadn’t said anything. Oh well!]