. . . Right.

Of course I like her, she's my friend! I just..didn't expect all this.

( Immediately rushing into the room with a tranquilizer dart in hand, almost there. He hopes Leon can stall for at least a bit. )

( Gulp. He heard that.. And just in time, taking aim at Sayaka this time and..blow! A dart flies in the air, hitting her directly in the arm. ) GET OFF HIM! ( 💢💢💢 )

( Immediately heading over to grab her unconscious body, pressing a button near Leon's bed. ) Get the medical team, STAT! Leon's hurt.. ( Let's go of the call button. ) I'm so so sorry Leon! ( He's trying to be quick on his feet, heading out to get Sayaka back to her room. )

( Yea yea, he knows. Once he gets Sayaka back to her room Kyoko's going to yell at him. ) ... ( 💧 )

"Hm??" ( 💧 )

"Greetings Taka! I heard my last name? Was there something you need?"

( Annnd he's hiding in his jacket like a turtle now. )

Frankly concerned about what might happen if I do unlock it. . .

Eating dinner by himself in his office. Makoto sure loves some time to himself with some good curry~! "Mmmh!" ✨

The one who was suppose to behave the most... Why is Taka of all people coming after Sayaka? He's got to stop this, now! Immediately blowing a dart, though his aim wasn't too great, ending up hitting his leg. "TAKA! What's gotten into you?!"

"Taka what are yo--" He tried to get out od the way of the dumbbell, though unfortunately it would hit him right in his left leg, letting out a cry in pain as he goes down onto the floor, holding it close to his body. "GHH--"

Eyes wide in pure fear, Makoto would roll and barely avoid the dumbbell hitting his head, trying to get up to try and flee, a grunt in pain following from his hurt left leg. "Knock it off! Don't you realize what you're trying to do?!"

Shit shit shit! He's gotta do something! He'd scoot away from the wild swinging, soon firing another dart, this time hitting as his neck luckily enough. "This isn't right! We shouldn't be fighting like this!" ( 💢 )

"...Whew..." Trying his best to catch Taka on the way down, he'd sigh out in relief. What was with everyone trying to go at each other's throats lately? He...doesn't get it. He'll scoot over to press a button to call staff, desperately needing their assistance.

Makoto's been having to lay down in bed for a little while, a cast already wrapped around the leg that was injured as he let out an exhausted sigh. Dealing with the revived is much harder then he anticipated. . . "Hrm.." And now he can't sleep due to the overwelming worries.

( Just sort of coming in, walking around on a crutch. He didn't look too happy.. )

Makoto seems to be muttering something to what seems to be a....stuffed animal? Does anyone wish to investigate this strange situation? "...."

"This better work. . ." ( 💧 )