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[badbreak]

[a second text comes in on the heels of that one, as he scrolls back up to the first one, tries to make more sense of it]

["I am not accusing you of anything, like others have. I am not defending you either, as others have"?]

who the hell
are "others" ?

[watchwolf]

I take it you haven't been paying attention to the phone net lately. Understandable. However, it's not my place to name names. But I do have reason to believe you may be in danger soon.

[badbreak]

[something on the network? was she talking about the midnight feed? of course he saw that, he watched it over and over -- was there something he missed?]

my name aint on the list
what the fuck r u talking about

[watchwolf]

There are those that believe you are the one that killed those on the list.

[badbreak]

[the light switch finally flips on upstairs, and his heart drops into his stomach]

[two thoughts in rapid succession: who is talking shit, and how do they know about him -- ]

i aint done shit
what the fuck
start naming names
now
or 4get talking 2 me

[watchwolf]

Normally I'd be opposed to saying who was saying what, but since this was all public, it hardly matters. The person who brought this to my attention was a woman named Fukawa. However, as far as I know, she's not the only person suspicious of you.

I'd like to determine your innocence for myself.

[badbreak]

[he's such a complete and total idiot.]

[rapidly, he switches over to the network for -- what? damage control? he didn't have time for that either, but he was furious enough at Fukawa (at himself) to let his tunnel vision shake loose for the moment]

i dont care
stay out of it

[watchwolf]

I'm already involved.

[badbreak]

i didnt kill any1
n i dont need 2 get fucking
interrogated about it

[watchwolf]

Please. I

I need to know. I need to know for myself.

[badbreak]

[when the words are stripped down to the bare bones, Badou -- suddenly understands the intent behind the text; it was dressed up as an inquisition, but really its just someone who's lost someone, just like he has, trying to find some answers]

[he doesn't text back]

phonecall

[badbreak]

[ RING. RING. ]

[watchwolf]

-She hadn't been expecting that. It startles her a bit, and she fumbles with the phone for a moment before answering.-

H-hello?

[badbreak]

Yo.

[if it sounds like there's a really tired, really strung-out teenager on the other end of the line, it's because there is]

I meant it when I said I ain't got time t'meet. So like this, or not at all. Okay?

[watchwolf]

...

Fair enough. I'm glad you're allowing me this chance, regardless.

You proclaim your innocence. But from what I can see, there is a definite reason people would suspect you. I cannot accuse you of anything, no knowing you myself, but there are some things I need to ask.

[badbreak]

Fine. Go. An' don't use words I don't know.

[watchwolf]

-There's a sound of a heavy breath on the other line. Aya was always better at things like this. She always knew what to ask, how to ask it. Momiji realized in that moment... she didn't even really know what she had wanted to ask in the first place. She'd just been so desperate to have some kind of answer for what happened, some kind of way of coping with her own failure to protect Yozora...-

I guess... in the end... there's nothing I needed to ask. I went into this completely blind. I'm usually not this stupid...

But I suppose I can ask this. When you told Fukawa whatever it is you did to make her feel you were a killer... would you have told anyone else that?

Are you honest about who you are? Have you ever ran from something like this before?

[badbreak]

Fukawa thinks everyone's out to get her, because she's fucking nuts an' she from someplace where a psycho tried to make everyone murder their classmates. I just told her I was havin' a hard time --

[with being crazy]

-- with shit that's not your business. I was really fucking pissed an' I beat a few people up, an' I got the shit kicked outta me. I had to get a bunch'a fucking stupid stitches and I just got my cast off.

[none of it's really an answer to any of her questions; he doesn't care to try and convince her of his 'innocence' because he's not innocent; he just wants her to know he's a dead end lead]

[watchwolf]

Wait, you said you were injured previously? And only just had a cast removed? How recent was that?

[badbreak]

I got my cast off last Thursday. I don't know when the injuries happened anymore. I get fucked up a lot.

[watchwolf]

... It would take you at least a week to recover from the atrophy. You were physically incapable of inflicting some of the wounds depicted.

[badbreak]

I'm not --

[left-handed, I'm right-handed]

[why the fuck would he say that]

[his mouth snaps closed]

-- the guy killin' people. It's not one of us. It's the fucking landlord screwin' with our heads again.

[watchwolf]

I understand that's a possibility... I suppose part of me hoped it was you. At least then I'd have something tangible to direct my anger and frustration and sadness on...

[badbreak]

[an uncomfortable silence]

Okay. Can I go?

[watchwolf]

You may. I apologize for wasting your time.