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Ito seemed to hesitate a second before replying, but when she finally did, Emi’s eyebrows rose in mild surprise. Wow, edgy on all fronts, wasn’t she? Emi didn’t exactly go out of her way to take advantage of the certain… leeway her disability gave her, but it was a rare thing indeed for a stranger to outright refuse to help her if she asked, and so rudely at that. She had to wonder what was behind that; did she recognize her, and expect some backlash for her writing on the board? Maybe. Or maybe she was just an equal-opportunity asshole—it didn’t matter much to Emi.

After a second’s hesitation, Emi offered a soft smile in the other girl’s direction, chuckling quietly as she unfolded her cane. [color=E5C4CD]“That’s fair enough I suppose,”[/color] she replied sweetly, counting the [i]clicks[/i] of her cane until she knew it was fully extended. [color=E5C4CD]“I suppose I shouldn’t assume, I can see why a non-member wouldn’t be familiar with the student council room. I’m sorry to bother you. I do have one more question though, before you go.”[/color]

Without warning, Emi jabbed the tip of her cane into the door frame with a satisfying [i]clack[/i], barring Ito from leaving. Friendly expression evaporating, she narrowed her eyes in the other girl’s direction, her sightless gaze carrying with it an uncharacteristic coldness.

[color=E5C4CD]“Just exactly what the hell is your problem?”[/color] She snapped, her tone sharper than even she herself was used to. An unfamiliar spike of adrenaline coursed through her—she never used to be this confrontational, but the words flowed out of her like water, and in her mood, she was content to go with the flow.

[color=E5C4CD]“Listen, I don’t care if you’re jealous or if you chafe under authority or whatever the fuck your problem is, but you will [i]not[/i] blacken my friends’ memory with your disgusting lies,”[/color] Emi continued, her tone low and full of venom. She jabbed a finger at Ito, brandishing it like a knife. [color=E5C4CD]“And if you must spread filth to make it through the day, try educating yourself a little first. Nakano-san’s [i]brother[/i] was one of the casualties of those fires. Her [i]own goddamn house[/i] was one of the ones that burned down. Reiji-san was my friend; so were the rest of them. Do you even know their names? Or does smearing their memory mean so little to you that you didn’t even bother to learn them?!”[/color]

Emi’s voice broke at the end, her moment of courage giving way to a much more familiar wave of sorrow. Tears welled up in her eyes, and she finally stopped holding Ito at finger-point to cover her mouth before it twisted into an ugly frown. Dammit, why now?! She never used to get this emotional, she thought she’d come to terms with things at least enough to say her friends’ [i]names[/i] without breaking into tears!

[color=E5C4CD]“Leave the dead out of your petty jealous schemes,”[/color] Emi warned, voice a little quieter, but still sharp enough to get her point across. She let her cane drop, leveling Ito’s direction with her best glare before turning to gather the rest of her things so she could get the hell out of this girl’s disgusting aura already.

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