Board Thread:Important Logs/@comment-28929139-20170705031324/@comment-28929139-20170706050357

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=MVHT-EJyqGI

In all fairness, Kideme was just beside herself with grief that she had lost not one, but two friends in one day. Even if her apology wasn't at all original, it was still all the way sincere and right to the point. If nothing else, she and Tiatsu had always had a relatioship where neither pulled any punches from the other and this situation was no exception. If it were Kideme in his shoes, who had been hurt by Tiatsu, what might he say? I'm sorry? See what had happened was...? He wasn't the type to coddle, nor was he the sort to put people on a pedastal to pander or brown nose. But it didn't matter because it was him who was hurt, and it seemed like she was making it worse.

So much so in fact, he slapped away her hand when she tried to help him and did so with enough force to make her hand smart with static. Her teeth pressed down hard to sandwich her tongue between them while she tried to keep it together. Kideme was turning to go after him when suddenly the door opened and in came Hayato. Damn it, she knew she should have somehow secured the door to avoid popups like this. He apologized for just barging in, but soon Ayame came philandering in behind them. Kideme barely even had time to react to either of them when she heard the splat of saliva hit plaster and Tiatsu make a demand to be left alone lest somebody die. If that wasn't indication to let him go for now, nothing would be. But Kideme was a stubborn girl and she leaned down to pull something from Winky before she went running after him. By then though, the door was slammed shut. She stopped short of it, staring down at the red overstuffed envelope from which a skeleton key hung on a ring with a tiny stuffed  frog charm.

With taking a breath, glancing to Hayato and Ayame momentarily, Kideme yanked the door open and ran out. "Tiat-!".....Only a couple moments had post at the very most, but with looking both ways down the hall, there was no trace of him. "...su..." Even with the seeming dead silence of the halls and her listening, he was nowhere to be found. Not even the evanescence of a shadow along a wall or the fading footfalls against linoleum.