[PQ2 says he knows about Soylent Green, which unfortunately means that's what he's currently watching. Bad. Still, he he tilts his head around to face her when she stage whispers to him, and—
It's disorientating, really, going from a movie theater to a location that appears to be too fantastical to be true. Endless stars shine brightly above you, a thick glass dome being the only thing separating you from the cold emptiness of outer space. But for some reason, this does not bother you. You are secure in the knowledge that even if the dome were to shatter right now, your lungs will still be filled with air.
Believing is seeing in this world, after all.
So you stand back, and you watch, and watch, and watch.
Seven teenagers. One cat. One soon to be dead man.
They defeat him, and he begs for forgiveness. They accuse him of being responsible for the crimes you undertook on his orders, and you have to keep yourself from laughing. They interrogate him, and they get nothing but snot and tears in return. It's only when the ground begins to shake, the Palace destabilizing beneath their feet, that the teenagers realize the danger they're in. You keep watching as the man's daughter shows concern towards him, and you think that it's stupid.
She should be thankful for what you're about to do, after all.
So, you wait until only the man remains — and then you pull the trigger. Once, twice, until he's nothing but smoke rising from the ground.
... And Anya will find herself back in the here and now, while Akechi flinches away from her as if he had been struck, falling out of his seat in the process.]
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Well...
One memory ends, and another begins.
It's disorientating, really, going from a movie theater to a location that appears to be too fantastical to be true. Endless stars shine brightly above you, a thick glass dome being the only thing separating you from the cold emptiness of outer space. But for some reason, this does not bother you. You are secure in the knowledge that even if the dome were to shatter right now, your lungs will still be filled with air.
Believing is seeing in this world, after all.
So you stand back, and you watch, and watch, and watch.
Seven teenagers. One cat. One soon to be dead man.
They defeat him, and he begs for forgiveness. They accuse him of being responsible for the crimes you undertook on his orders, and you have to keep yourself from laughing. They interrogate him, and they get nothing but snot and tears in return. It's only when the ground begins to shake, the Palace destabilizing beneath their feet, that the teenagers realize the danger they're in. You keep watching as the man's daughter shows concern towards him, and you think that it's stupid.
She should be thankful for what you're about to do, after all.
So, you wait until only the man remains — and then you pull the trigger. Once, twice, until he's nothing but smoke rising from the ground.
... And Anya will find herself back in the here and now, while Akechi flinches away from her as if he had been struck, falling out of his seat in the process.]