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[It could have been poisoned and not a single court of law would have held Akira responsible...
Akira can ask again, though. But, well. It's Akechi. So.]
... I'm fine. You don't need to concern yourself. [He's fine? Look at him, sipping this coffee like a normal human being... even though he can't even tell that it's warm. And, uh, being able to taste it but not feel it is mildly disturbing.] Though from the sound of it, you think there's a reason to worry. Are you alright?
Akira can ask again, though. But, well. It's Akechi. So.]
... I'm fine. You don't need to concern yourself. [He's fine? Look at him, sipping this coffee like a normal human being... even though he can't even tell that it's warm. And, uh, being able to taste it but not feel it is mildly disturbing.] Though from the sound of it, you think there's a reason to worry. Are you alright?
See? Was that so hard?
[WAS THAT SO HARD, AKECHI!!! though Akira does not at all believe he's "fine," considering both a) that earlier reaction, and b) the way he is gripping that coffee like it might slip from his fingers any minute now]
I can't taste anything.
[but Akechi's sincere response gets some honesty from Akira, who gestures at the mug of coffee shortly after responding. that's why he gave it away. he didn't want it to go to waste]
And I thought I saw-- [. . .] Someone out of the corners of my vision.
But other than that, I'm fine.
[WAS THAT SO HARD, AKECHI!!! though Akira does not at all believe he's "fine," considering both a) that earlier reaction, and b) the way he is gripping that coffee like it might slip from his fingers any minute now]
I can't taste anything.
[but Akechi's sincere response gets some honesty from Akira, who gestures at the mug of coffee shortly after responding. that's why he gave it away. he didn't want it to go to waste]
And I thought I saw-- [. . .] Someone out of the corners of my vision.
But other than that, I'm fine.
[Honesty...? That's bullshit.
He scoffs in disbelief, staring at him like he's an idiot.]
Shut up. [He's had enough of this. He heard enough, back when he was picking his sorry ass off the floor in Shido's palace. This is just... overkill.] ... I really don't understand you.
[Unfortunately,,,,,,,,]
He scoffs in disbelief, staring at him like he's an idiot.]
Shut up. [He's had enough of this. He heard enough, back when he was picking his sorry ass off the floor in Shido's palace. This is just... overkill.] ... I really don't understand you.
[Unfortunately,,,,,,,,]
[UNFORTUNATELY. . . . . . . .]
[a long pause after that, but Akira's expression doesn't flinch or falter]
Are you even trying?
[or are you writing off everything he says as bullshit before it comes out of his mouth AKECHI!!!]
[a long pause after that, but Akira's expression doesn't flinch or falter]
Are you even trying?
[or are you writing off everything he says as bullshit before it comes out of his mouth AKECHI!!!]
[Um, yes? It was awful?
He takes another sip of coffee, raising his brows at him. After a moment's pause:]
No sense of taste? That's a shame. [SLOWLY... SIPS...] This is delicious.
[Akira's loss is his gain. Nice.]
"Someone." Someone you recognize?
[At least...... they've moved on from juggling elephants.]
He takes another sip of coffee, raising his brows at him. After a moment's pause:]
No sense of taste? That's a shame. [SLOWLY... SIPS...] This is delicious.
[Akira's loss is his gain. Nice.]
"Someone." Someone you recognize?
[At least...... they've moved on from juggling elephants.]
[Well.
The billiard room door is apparently slamming shut on them at exactly 11:00 PM on the dot, so. You know. That's fine. That's great. That's lovely. Just two boys who absolutely have not tried to beat the shit out of each other before, locked up in a room all by themselves.
A second after the lock clicks shut, Akechi is going to walk over
and try the doorknob.
............... Nancy Drew voice:]
It's locked.
The billiard room door is apparently slamming shut on them at exactly 11:00 PM on the dot, so. You know. That's fine. That's great. That's lovely. Just two boys who absolutely have not tried to beat the shit out of each other before, locked up in a room all by themselves.
A second after the lock clicks shut, Akechi is going to walk over
and try the doorknob.
............... Nancy Drew voice:]
It's locked.
[THIS WAS NOT ON PURPOSE??? THIS WAS NOT ON PURPOSE!!]
[in fact as soon as the door slammed shut, Akira froze, staring at the blocked exit with a blank expression. it isn’t until Akechi points out the obvious that he speaks, tone flat and blase]
. . . is this a trust exercise. . .
[because they will fail]
[in fact as soon as the door slammed shut, Akira froze, staring at the blocked exit with a blank expression. it isn’t until Akechi points out the obvious that he speaks, tone flat and blase]
. . . is this a trust exercise. . .
[because they will fail]
[They will absolutely fail. That Is a Promise.
Don't mind him as he gives the doorknob a good rattling and then proceeds to contemplate the pros and cons of just trying to beat the shit out of the door. It's fine.]
... I don't suppose you've produced a lockpick since our arrival, have you?
[Probably not. TERRIBLE...]
Don't mind him as he gives the doorknob a good rattling and then proceeds to contemplate the pros and cons of just trying to beat the shit out of the door. It's fine.]
... I don't suppose you've produced a lockpick since our arrival, have you?
[Probably not. TERRIBLE...]
[with a sigh, Akira approaches, brushing past Akechi as he too reaches out to jiggle the doorknob. AS THOUGH HIS RATTLING IS BETTER THAN AKECHI'S AND WILL ACTUALLY DO SOMETHING]
[useless]
I couldn't find the right materials.
[even more useless]
But the pool table might make a good battering ram.
[useless]
I couldn't find the right materials.
[even more useless]
But the pool table might make a good battering ram.
I know. I made it.
[AND HIS COFFEE IS ALWAYS DELICIOUS, thanks for the compliment, Akechi]
[into his pockets his fingers go, and although Akira debates continuing to be a little shit, he does recall that he and Akechi made a deal to investigate this matter together. sssssso. . .]
I'd like to think I'd be able to recognize myself if I ever saw him on the street.
[SAID OH-SO CASUALLY]
[AND HIS COFFEE IS ALWAYS DELICIOUS, thanks for the compliment, Akechi]
[into his pockets his fingers go, and although Akira debates continuing to be a little shit, he does recall that he and Akechi made a deal to investigate this matter together. sssssso. . .]
I'd like to think I'd be able to recognize myself if I ever saw him on the street.
[SAID OH-SO CASUALLY]
[Wow!! Giving him the most unimpressed look as he does that. His hands are numb but your rattling isn't better, binch.]
Figures...
[Ughhh... Beating the shit out of the door it is, then.]
Let's give it a try. I don't want to be trapped in this room [with you] if it can be helped.
Figures...
[Ughhh... Beating the shit out of the door it is, then.]
Let's give it a try. I don't want to be trapped in this room [with you] if it can be helped.
[the unspoken "with you" is so obvious it hurts, but Akira just lets out an amused huff as he turns on his heel to face the billiards table]
What, you don't think I make good company? I can juggle if we start to get bored.
[CAN HE]
What, you don't think I make good company? I can juggle if we start to get bored.
[CAN HE]
Don't get too full of yourself. It's not as good as Leblanc's coffee.
[Binch. He wants a refund for that compliment, even as he keeps drinking from the cup. Caffeine... Good... Though not as good as the fact that, maybe, Akechi is not McLosing it after catching a glimpse of his doppleganger. Hm.]
... I see. [Slowly. He pauses, and adds:] Then we saw someone entirely different.
[Binch. He wants a refund for that compliment, even as he keeps drinking from the cup. Caffeine... Good... Though not as good as the fact that, maybe, Akechi is not McLosing it after catching a glimpse of his doppleganger. Hm.]
... I see. [Slowly. He pauses, and adds:] Then we saw someone entirely different.
That's because I couldn't find the right beans to recreate Leblanc's signature blend.
[BINCH. YOU THINK HE CAN'T MAKE LEBLANC COFFEE, THEN THINK AGAIN]
[there's a pause, and then Akira asks, plain and simple]
. . . so who did you see?
[BINCH. YOU THINK HE CAN'T MAKE LEBLANC COFFEE, THEN THINK AGAIN]
[there's a pause, and then Akira asks, plain and simple]
. . . so who did you see?
[Well, yeah?]
What would be the point of that?
[Look... Listen........... It's worse if he doesn't write everything Akira says off as bullshit. Please just let him burn in peace.]
Once this is resolved, things will go back to how they should be.
[It's obviously better to focus on the situation rather than whatever Akira's going for here? Akechi's going to be too dead to care?]
What would be the point of that?
[Look... Listen........... It's worse if he doesn't write everything Akira says off as bullshit. Please just let him burn in peace.]
Once this is resolved, things will go back to how they should be.
[It's obviously better to focus on the situation rather than whatever Akira's going for here? Akechi's going to be too dead to care?]
[NO!!! THERE IS NO BURNING IN PEACE!!]
You don't know that.
[Akira's hands curl into fists and he takes a step forward, eyes flashing as his calm demeanor cracks just a little bit]
What part of you thinks that after this, I'm going to let you go back to being dead?
[another step, head lifted, words pulled taught and strained like he's holding back]
What part of you thinks you deserve to die?
[that meaning is two-fold. what part of Akechi thinks he has a right to rest after everything he's done? . . . and what part of Akechi thinks that his proper penance is death, when Akira thinks he still has so much more life to live? when Akechi could do so much more good alive?]
You don't know that.
[Akira's hands curl into fists and he takes a step forward, eyes flashing as his calm demeanor cracks just a little bit]
What part of you thinks that after this, I'm going to let you go back to being dead?
[another step, head lifted, words pulled taught and strained like he's holding back]
What part of you thinks you deserve to die?
[that meaning is two-fold. what part of Akechi thinks he has a right to rest after everything he's done? . . . and what part of Akechi thinks that his proper penance is death, when Akira thinks he still has so much more life to live? when Akechi could do so much more good alive?]
Edited 2020-02-21 17:25 (UTC)
[You know what? Akira is a clown, so Akechi buys it.
He gives him a withering look as he also turns to face the billiards table, scoffing. Time for the twinks to throw out the backs...]
Oh, so you want to be locked in this room with me?
[They might be cooperating for now, but has Akira forgotten Akechi's, uhhhhhhh... everything?]
He gives him a withering look as he also turns to face the billiards table, scoffing. Time for the twinks to throw out the backs...]
Oh, so you want to be locked in this room with me?
[They might be cooperating for now, but has Akira forgotten Akechi's, uhhhhhhh... everything?]
Depends. Do you juggle?
[THE ANSWER IS OBVIOUSLY NO. less because of Akechi and more because Akira is sick and tired of being locked in small constrained spaces]
[anyway he is gonna grab onto one half of the table as he speaks, ready to try and lift and fail because pool tables are too heavy]
[THE ANSWER IS OBVIOUSLY NO. less because of Akechi and more because Akira is sick and tired of being locked in small constrained spaces]
[anyway he is gonna grab onto one half of the table as he speaks, ready to try and lift and fail because pool tables are too heavy]
Is it? I expect a cup as evidence of your claims... Once you've found the right beans, of course.
[PRESSES (X) TO DOUBT.
There's
another pause, though.
And then, succinct:]
Myself.
[Sips............................ Sometimes you get murdered by your doppelganger and That's Fine.]
[PRESSES (X) TO DOUBT.
There's
another pause, though.
And then, succinct:]
Myself.
[Sips............................ Sometimes you get murdered by your doppelganger and That's Fine.]
Sure. That'll be 500 yen.
[the exact cost of coffee at Leblanc because he don't work for free, Akechi]
[but now that the conversation is veering towards something more serious, Akira settles a bit, expression gardening into contemplation]
I thought so.
[Akira's doppelganger was doing something stupid like POURING OUT COFFEE BECAUSE HE DIDN'T LIKE IT but he isn't clarifying]
You heard that creepy announcement, right?
[the exact cost of coffee at Leblanc because he don't work for free, Akechi]
[but now that the conversation is veering towards something more serious, Akira settles a bit, expression gardening into contemplation]
I thought so.
[Akira's doppelganger was doing something stupid like POURING OUT COFFEE BECAUSE HE DIDN'T LIKE IT but he isn't clarifying]
You heard that creepy announcement, right?
Edited 2020-02-21 20:44 (UTC)
[Akira can be as dramatic as he hecking wants, but Akechi won't budge an inch from where he stands. He stares at him. Arms crossed. Lips curling in disdain. Fingers digging into his own biceps.]
And what part of you makes you think that's your choice to make?
[He scoffs. Making a big deal over something like this... Who the fuck does he think he is? It's not even a matter of what Akechi thinks he deserves, it's...]
It seems like your victories have gone to your head after all. Are you truly so conceited to believe you can change the past? Don't make me laugh. What's done is done.
And what part of you makes you think that's your choice to make?
[He scoffs. Making a big deal over something like this... Who the fuck does he think he is? It's not even a matter of what Akechi thinks he deserves, it's...]
It seems like your victories have gone to your head after all. Are you truly so conceited to believe you can change the past? Don't make me laugh. What's done is done.
I'm not trying to change the past.
[by now, Akira has slid his way into Akechi's persona space, standing close enough to be uncomfortable but not so close that they're anywhere near touching. his fists tremble slightly at his side, and does his best to ignore the way his gut churns]
[we could have been rivals. . . or even friends]
I want to pave way for a better future. What's done is done, but what hasn't happened yet is an open book.
You're not going to pass up on that opportunity, are you?
[by now, Akira has slid his way into Akechi's persona space, standing close enough to be uncomfortable but not so close that they're anywhere near touching. his fists tremble slightly at his side, and does his best to ignore the way his gut churns]
[we could have been rivals. . . or even friends]
I want to pave way for a better future. What's done is done, but what hasn't happened yet is an open book.
You're not going to pass up on that opportunity, are you?
... You're incorrigible.
[Can't believe they're going to fail trust exercise because Akechi got tired of hearing about juggling and impaled Akira on a cue stick.
But, fine. He grabs one half of the table, too. Is this even going to do anything? Akechi still can't feel shit, so it's going to be up to Akira to say when to call it quits. Unfortunate!]
[Can't believe they're going to fail trust exercise because Akechi got tired of hearing about juggling and impaled Akira on a cue stick.
But, fine. He grabs one half of the table, too. Is this even going to do anything? Akechi still can't feel shit, so it's going to be up to Akira to say when to call it quits. Unfortunate!]
Edited 2020-02-21 21:43 (UTC)
[UNFORTUNATE]
On three. One, two, three—
[ALSO UNFORTUNATE: as soon as Akira attempts to lift the pool table he runs into an incredible amount of resistance. the piece of furniture is so heavy it doesn't even budge underneath his attempts to move it!! but hey, Akira ain't no wimp. he is gonna keep trying!!]
[until he lifts just a bit too hard, strains his back just a little too much, and has to released whatever hold he had on the table amidst a strangled cry of surprise and pain]
On three. One, two, three—
[ALSO UNFORTUNATE: as soon as Akira attempts to lift the pool table he runs into an incredible amount of resistance. the piece of furniture is so heavy it doesn't even budge underneath his attempts to move it!! but hey, Akira ain't no wimp. he is gonna keep trying!!]
[until he lifts just a bit too hard, strains his back just a little too much, and has to released whatever hold he had on the table amidst a strangled cry of surprise and pain]
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