Danganronpa - Murderous Generation

Chapter 2 - Impossible Paradise (Pt 9)

Time remaining until mass execution - 40:38:11

Drake made his way down into the Despair Hotel, but on his way he spotted Ataeru and Rocky talking in the hall. He approached them and gave a cheerful wave "mind if I invade?"

"What are you, a viking?" Rocky replied jokingly.

"I'm not good with impressions, do you mind if I get Sainõ?" Drake chuckled, he then noticed that Ataeru had something in his palm against the wall. It was a poster "is that for tomorrow?"

The botanist nodded "Monokuma told me that everything would be set up by lunchtime tomorrow in the dinning hall. Riku helped me make the poster, and Rocky agreed to help me put them up over the school" he looked at his creation with pride in his eyes.

"Riku helped?" Drake inspected the poster. It was covered in blue squares and red rectangles that contained bits and pieces of information, a very basic design "ah, I see … it certainly has a …" he paused, trying to pick his words carefully (Basic? 
… uhh, bland? No …) "it … has a modern style to it." The artist nodded reassuringly, a pleasant smile spread across Ataerus face.

"I'm glad you like it, I'll tell Violet about the details, and then post the rest of these around the second floor."

A flash of inspiration struck Drake "when you see her, tell her that I'll be expecting her to be there at all times. Need to make sure the party planner oversees the party from start to end." (If the pair can't both be there, maybe their plan will fall through …)

"Oh sure, I'll let her know. I'll be on door duty, you two can monitor the dance floor. Oh this will be so much fun."

"You really like planning things don't you" Drake smiled at the botanist.

"It sort of reminds me of when I was younger, back in middle school. I helped organise the prom for our year. I had a lot of fun." Ataeru put a hand to his cheek as he fondly recalled his younger years.

"I'm surprised you didn't get Riku to help you, I thought her skills could have helped." Rocky chimed in, with a fairly reasonable point.

"Well, it was a spur of the moment thing." Drake shrugged, the stuntman nodded "anyways, I shouldn't keep you Ataeru. Rocky, can I speak with you for a moment."

"Sure" the stuntman nodded, picking up on the incoming discussion. Ataeru gave a quick farewell and departed for the second floor "you're wondering how Akemi's doing right?" Drake nodded "she's sleeping, got herself all stressed out over what you guys talked about."

"I'm sorry about freaking her out like that."

"No, I get it. You just wanted to know more about her. I don't blame you for anything. She just never looked at the big picture like you did." Rocky looked like he wanted to say something, but bit his lip lightly and rubbed his bandages up wrists. Wincing slightly "should've gotten this casted …" he mumbled.

"You should be careful now, you don't want anything to stay broken." 

"Yeah … listen." He bit his lip again, silencing himself before sighing "I don't like to say this kind of stuff around guys … I'm not a big romance dude, but … Akemi is seriously committed to this relationship."

"You're not going to bre-"

"Hell no!" He yelled angrily "are you kidding, I … I love that girl." Rocky turned to hide his blushing face, the normally tough manly voice transformed into a softer and quiet one "she's … amazing. Smart, kind, always taking care of everyone else." Rocky smiled merely at the thought of her as he continued "no matter what I do, she's always there to tell me what a great job I did, even when I screwed it all up and broke a bone." He chuckled, rubbing his cheek.