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	Bliss listened to everyone talk back and forth. Alice was the only one other than Mondatta who offered to watch. But... 

	“No, you can rest.” Bliss was scowling. “I'll watch over Krista with Mondatta. Looking after people is practically what I was born to do.” 

	Davis raised an eyebrow. “Krista isn't some teenager.”

	“As someone who's never tried out babysitting, I can understand why you'd react like that.” The nanny placed her hands on her hips. “It's not that I have experience watching people sleep, it's that I have experience staying awake. I can't tell you how many times my clients arrive home late. Sometimes I'll stay up until four, jut to make sure the child has someone if they wake up.” Bliss turned to face Mondatta and Krista. “We should sleep in shifts. No two people should rest at the same time. It's just... safer for everyone that way.”

	Perfection threw up his hands. “Alright, you clearly have this under control. Should we set up a schedule so that someone can take your places?'

	“That won't be necessary.  The sleepy faces are my reward.” 

	“...Excuse me?”

	Bliss's cheeks started to flush red. “Her sleepy face.” Bliss placed her hands together as if in prayer. “Everyone has such cute sleepy faces.” Her eyes rolled rolled away from everyone. “Krista's sleepy face... I know it will keep me awake.”

	“So you watch people sleep?”

	“Children have the cutest sleepy faces. It's a shame Caora didn't win.”

	Davis blinked a few times. “oooooohhhhhhhkkkkeeeeeeeeyyyyyyyyy, you guys have fun.” Davis started to leave the gathering when he turned to face Mondatta. “I do hope you're awake for the FULL duration of Krista's nap.”

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	It had been a few days since the "motive" had been issued. Davis didn't know ANYONE who would kill to phone someone. Could someone in this group commit murder? Absolutely. But there were already far more attractive reasons to kill than for a phone call. Oh well. Maybe that dumb bear didn't know what he was talking about. Davis still had some unfinished business to take care of. It was late in the afternoon, maybe he could catch Noel before she went of... reporting stuff? Not that the reporter did much reporting. Ever since she arrived, Noel had been more of a snoop. Just trying to figure out what was going on with everyone. Davis was not at all surprised to find the reporter standing in front of Caora's room. Perfection cleared his chest with a cough as he approached.

	“Hey Noel.” Davis came to a stop. “You and I haven't had an opportunity to talk yet. Being a reporter, I'd think you'd love to have a talk with me. I'm an infinite that's never been interviewed before. It could be a pretty big scoop, huh?”

	Noel looked up as she was approached by Davis. Captivity had been hell for her. The interesting scoops happened outside in the rest of the world. Not in this cage that she was confined in. Well, there was one exception to this rule, but that was a fate that hopefully nobody would befall. She scratched her head a little at the infinite's comments. "Well... Davis... How should I tell you this... usually people are interviewed because they're involved in a scoop..." She paused for a bit. "If you have never been interviewed before... then maybe you are simply... boring?" She said, knowing she told him only a half-truth right now. Half a second later she closed the distance between them. Her eyes looking straight into his at barely a centimeter's distance. "Or are you telling me, mister Davis 'Perfection' Gallio, that you are hiding some secrets from me?" She smirked.

	Perfection leaned up against a wall, still smiling ear to ear. “Secrets? I am a trove of those.” Davis pulled the secret survey out of his vest and waved it in the air. “Turns out my gift was a secret marketing survey that was conducted on a bunch of celebrities. Technically illegal, but the information looks legitimate. Of course, none of this matches the 'scoop' that my story holds.” He turned around and started to walk. “Aladdin’s palace. The cave system? That seems romantic. It's a good place to get someone to open up, no?”

	Noel grinned slightly when Davis revealed the survey. "Well I be... I've been looking for that for ages!" She answered, heavily doubting the claim he was making. But even if she got him to surrender the survey by going along with his ego trip, that would be worth it. "Taking a woman alone into a dark cave? That doesn't sound very safe, now does it?" She teased him as she somewhat doubted he actually had the intention to try something, not that he would succeed either way. "Alright then, lead the way."

	Davis pulled a cylindrical object out of his pocket and tossed it to the reporter. “Found a flashlight, in case you're scared of the dark. Or maybe you just want to keep an eye on me.” Perfection walked ahead of Noel, she couldn't see if he was smiling or not.

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	Once they were at the mouth of the cave, Davis turned around to face the reporter. "So, you don't always cover celebrities right? You've done wars too? Gruesome work I imagine."

	"Anything really. Celebs, wars, technological breakthroughs, politics, economy, crime. All stories deserve equal coverage regardless of the subject. Wars... wars are special though." She said with a bit of a sigh. "Can't exactly report there in a happy fashion, you know." She then shook her head. "Still much better than this place. Let's just go."

	Davis started to walk into the cave. It was possible to see without the aid of a flashlight,  but it got darker with every step. “You'd rather be in a war than a killing game? I'm surprised to hear you say that. I can't say I ever did any war reporting, but my father was in a war. He described it as hell on earth. Having to kill and watch the people around you die. He was a different person after he served.” Davis ran his hand along one of the walls. Some loose stones were knocked free and tumbled down the wall. “But I guess it's different, being a reporter in a war and being stuck in something as personal as a killing game.” Davis chuckled.

	"Don't get me wrong, war is horrible." She clarified. "But at least we were there by our own free will." She looked down a little. "And perhaps less people die here than on a battlefield, but at least those people knew what they got into. They knew the risks. This place... it's more like a slaughterhouse." Her stomach turned a little.

	 “That's understandable." Gallo nodded. "Has anyone close to you ever died?”

	"I've lost as many people. Most of them murdered, some of them executed for murder." She didn't really want to speak more about it.

	 "So no one outside this killing game then?" Davis shrugged. "I don't know how to feel about that. It sounds lonely, but you're probably better off."

	"Don't get me wrong. I knew a fair amount of the infinites that died in this killing game. I might not have interviewed them, but I got to know a fair amount of them. They were my friends." She said, sounding somewhat insulted by his comment. "Like cattle to the slaughter... meaninglessly." Noel turned to him. "So, what about you? You lured me here with your scoop so... what's your story?"

	“I suppose you would expect my 'scoop' to be about me. But that wasn't entirely true. I play a part in her story, and sadly, I think I'm the only person who can tell it to anyone.” Davis bit his lower lip and nodded. “ My fiancee. Alice Parker. She was the ultimate assassin. Obviously she didn't tell many people about her talent. I knew her before she transferred to hope's peak high school, and she came back to the states after she graduated. Only so that she could see me one last time. Her stay wasn't suppose to be very long.” Davis looked over his shoulder at Noel. “You know how Hope's Peak is, the deal is that they're going to study your talent. So naturally she was going to have to return to Japan. So I popped her the question. We were going to travel back to japan together and get married there. We never did get to go back though.” He looked ahead. The path split two ways. Davis turned around and leaned up against a wall. “That was about when the end of the world started to happen. All these death games, people running around with monokuma masks. Of course in America you ALSO had fucking automated tanks patrolling the major cities.” Davis growled. “Shit, this is harder to talk about than I thought.”

	"Everyone has a story about the tragedy." Noel said, somewhat downtrodden. She was quite interested, but these stories were always the saddest. "So what happened to her? Did she get out of there alive or..." She didn't really want to say it.

	Davis's fists were trembling. “She was not a victim. The ultimate assassin is never a victim. That's what makes this story different.” He folded his arms to stop his hands from shaking. It didn't work. “Neo Alexander had a pretty firm grip on New York city, since that's where his killing game was being hosted. We weren't going to survive unless we took out the satellite system that controlled all the local AI. So I hatched a plan with Alice. We were able to convince a few people to go along with it. I could probably write a damn book about it if I ever cared to but-” Perfection's hand slid up over his mouth. “... That was the first time my conquest failed me. They were going to discover us, but Alice went ahead and acted like a decoy. They shot her to death and rolled over her head with a tank for good measure. I wanted to scream, but no one would let me.” Perfection shook his head with a sigh. “But she was the only casualty. The rest of our plan worked perfectly. The man who would eventually become the infinite programmer was there to hack in and take control of the tanks, and we annihilated the local despair gangs. Neo Alexander continued to lose ground, and eventually took his own life. The rest of us survived the calamity.” Davis walked down the leftmost tunnel, not waiting for the reporter. “How's that for a scoop?”

	Noel was silent for a bit after that. "That's... a pretty great thing you all did... She's definitely a hero.." Noel had a hard time finding the words. She followed Davis down the cave. "She did a great act that might've saved America. But... of course it must be hard for you still. Are you all right?"


	“It happened ten years ago. It only hurts when I force myself to think about it.” Davis rolled his head until his neck cracked. “Of course if you listen to the therapist, my desire to excel at everything is borne from my failure to save her.” Davis chuckled. “But I don't think so. I've always been competitive. Not every little quirk can be tied to a traumatic life event.” Davis looked over his shoulder at Noel. “Your obsession with 'the scoop' didn't start because you were deprived of ice cream, did it?”

	Noel rolled her eyes a little at the joke. "My family has been involved in journalism for a long time. Nothing much to say. I enjoy the job a lot, though." She told him, not really willing to go in on the whole part with the therapist just yet. There was something else bothering her slightly more. "So why are you telling me this? Normally people like to [i]keep[/i] their secrets from the media."

	“Perhaps on the outside world. But in here, the less we have to hide the better. Our monk taught me that.” Davis tipped his head up and smiled. “Besides, Alice deserves to have her story heard. Even if it's just by the few of us who are here.” Davis paced himself so that he was walking beside the reporter. “I guess you'd rather hide your secrets still, huh?”

	"Perhaps the person who inquires about everybody else's secrets is the one who has the least interesting life." Noel said, dismissing Davis' comment. "And regarding secrets, I still want that survey as well." She grinned.

	Davis groaned. “Sure, I guess you earned it.” Davis held the piece of paper over his shoulder when he suddenly stopped dead in his tracks. “Huh?” When Noel went to take the survey, Davis motioned for the flashlight. Once it was in Davis's hands, he turned it on. “That stalagmite looks like a person.” Sure enough, there was a shape that did look like a person. Davis aimed the flashlight at it. It was hard to make out clearly at this distance, but it looked like someone was propped up against the wall of the cave. “Krista?” Perfection jogged over to the violinist and knelled down beside her. When Davis leaned her away from the wall, she limply fell against his shoulder. When perfection placed his hand on the back of her head, it was in something wet. He shined the flashlight on his hand, it was covered in blood. “W-what!?” Davis dropped his flashlight. He made sure to keep an arm on the violinist. “That...” Davis growled. “That fucking bear! What sorry cunt kills for a damn phone call!?” Davis turned to look at Noel, his eyes lit with fire that could even be seen in the darkness. “Get the others, we have a murderer on our hands!”

	Noel greedily took the paper, but before she even had a chance to observe it Davis was already noticing something else. "What?" Was all Noel could stammer before following Davis to the corpse of a girl she had barely spoken to. She had a hard time hiding a mixture of sadness, disappointment and anger. "Not again." Her voice trembled, clearly affected by overwhelming feelings. Noel took out her camera. "Let's take pictures first. The scene must be preserved. Keep that light on her." She ordered Davis as she approached the corpse from different angles, the flash of her camera illuminating what the flashlight could not.

	The sudden light illuminated the body in front of them, the sudden brightness causing a small furrow in her eyebrows. It was barely visible, but with the extra lighting it was clear that Krista was alive. Krista let out of a soft moan, her eyes blinking open a moment later. There were lines on her forehead, and her lips were pulled down, clear indicators of someone feeling a whole lot of pain, and her eyes were still glassy as if she was barely staying awake. She felt something warm against her cheek, her eyes following the feeling until she spotted what- or [i]who[/i] was causing it, bringing more confusion. [color=6c9b8f]"Wha' hap'nd?"[/color] She finally croaked.

	“What?” Davis's grabbed Krista by the shoulders and shook her. “Was this some type of elaborate prank?” Though Davis's momentary outburst didn't last long. Everyone's eyes moved onto something else. The flashlight was pointing at another individual. But this one was much easier to make out. It was Mondatta, propped up against a stalagmite just as Krista had been. Though there was no evident wounds. He was just sitting there, looking at the group with his head tipped in confusion.

	“Mondatta?” Davis called out.

	Suddenly a voice echoed through the cave. It was the eerily cheerful voice of Monokuma Killgood.

	“A body has been discovered. The patients have a limited time to collect evidence before being called into the court of carnage. Do your best everyone!”

	Perfection's skin started to change to a shade of white. “W-what? You mean to tell me someone actually-” Davis remained petrified in place for several seconds. “Alright.” Davis put a hand over his own face. “We should... We should alert the other.” Davis attempted to stand up, but fell back onto his knees. He refused to make eye contact with anyone.“I-I'm sorry, could you get the others?” Davis spoke to Noel “I think I can take care of things here. No one will disturb anything on my watch.”

	Noel nodded "One moment." She told him as she quickly took a few pictures of the dead monk. Better that she took those now before the crime scene was altered in any way. Afterwards she darted off towards the exit of the cave complex and then towards the break room.

	If Krista had been her normal self, she would have let out a terrified scream. Who wouldn't after finding a dead body? Instead, she hyperventilated at the sight of another body. It was like Shona all over again, except this time it was Mondatta that was dead and it was an infinite that was responsible. [color=6c9b8f]"Is he..."[/color] She swallowed nervously, staring at Mondatta's body, [color=6c9b8f]"Is he really... dead?"[/color]