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[Akira's gaze flickers to the spot where he had seen his own doppelganger, expression distant]
[. . .]
You think they could come up with something more original.
Like a haunted coffee shop.
[AT LEAST THEN THEY WOULD HAVE ALL THE COFFEE]
[. . .]
You think they could come up with something more original.
Like a haunted coffee shop.
[AT LEAST THEN THEY WOULD HAVE ALL THE COFFEE]
[Cool. Cool, cool, cool. He stares at him dead in the eye, shoulders taut and back straightened in an attempt to make use of that single inch he has over him.]
You're talking as if there's a guarantee such an opportunity exists.
[He's not... He won't get his hopes up for something like that. He accepted his death before it happened. Came to terms with the fact that he dug his own grave and now had to lie in it. Talking in hypotheticals is a waste of time. So... why...? Hm.
After a second's pause... he smiles. It's not a pleasant look.]
Ah, I get it. You want to see me turn myself in so badly? I can't say I'm surprised if that's the case.
[He's not delusional. If not death, then a life in prison is all that waits for him in their world. It's his comeuppance as the one responsible for the mental shutdowns and psychotic breakdowns.]
You're talking as if there's a guarantee such an opportunity exists.
[He's not... He won't get his hopes up for something like that. He accepted his death before it happened. Came to terms with the fact that he dug his own grave and now had to lie in it. Talking in hypotheticals is a waste of time. So... why...? Hm.
After a second's pause... he smiles. It's not a pleasant look.]
Ah, I get it. You want to see me turn myself in so badly? I can't say I'm surprised if that's the case.
[He's not delusional. If not death, then a life in prison is all that waits for him in their world. It's his comeuppance as the one responsible for the mental shutdowns and psychotic breakdowns.]
[FORTUNATELY FOR AKECHI, he can't feel his his body telling him to knock it the fuck off.
UNFORTUNATELY FOR AKECHI, Akira apparently does! And he finds himself startled when he cries, letting go of the table abruptly and stumbling back a step or two. He stares at him once he regains his footing, trying to figure out what's wrong. And then
slowly
incredulously
after a beat:]
Did you just throw out your back?
[AKIRA????]
UNFORTUNATELY FOR AKECHI, Akira apparently does! And he finds himself startled when he cries, letting go of the table abruptly and stumbling back a step or two. He stares at him once he regains his footing, trying to figure out what's wrong. And then
slowly
incredulously
after a beat:]
Did you just throw out your back?
[AKIRA????]
[. . . FLIPS AKECHI OFF]
S-- shut up! Why the hell is it so. . .
[just]
[sort of]
[oozes onto the ground next to the pool table]
[ow]
S-- shut up! Why the hell is it so. . .
[just]
[sort of]
[oozes onto the ground next to the pool table]
[ow]
[ah]
[visibly taken aback, Akira recoils a step, eyes widening]
What? No, that's not-- that's not it!
[. . . which isn't to say he doesn't think Akechi should turn himself in. he does-- if only for the sake of Futaba and Haru, who deserve to see justice for the deaths of their parents]
[but all of that? is secondary to what Akira really wants here. and with a hiss, he reaches out to snatch the front of Akechi's shirt, eyes flashing]
I want to see you take back the future Masayoshi Shido stole from you.
[visibly taken aback, Akira recoils a step, eyes widening]
What? No, that's not-- that's not it!
[. . . which isn't to say he doesn't think Akechi should turn himself in. he does-- if only for the sake of Futaba and Haru, who deserve to see justice for the deaths of their parents]
[but all of that? is secondary to what Akira really wants here. and with a hiss, he reaches out to snatch the front of Akechi's shirt, eyes flashing]
I want to see you take back the future Masayoshi Shido stole from you.
[BANG BANG BANGABAGNAGNBANG]
[hi someone is knocking on your door akechi]
[answer y/n?]
[hi someone is knocking on your door akechi]
[answer y/n?]
[AKECHI]
[WHY DID YOU LEAD WITH A QUESTION]
Concentrate and ask again.
[a pause and then, with his hands thrown into the air]
-- AUGH WHY THE HELL IS THIS HAPPENING!!!
[WHY DID YOU LEAD WITH A QUESTION]
Concentrate and ask again.
[a pause and then, with his hands thrown into the air]
-- AUGH WHY THE HELL IS THIS HAPPENING!!!
[hey guess who is joining you in void-staring, Akechi]
[flatly, with annoyance that so rarely finds a way into his tone because he is the most chill and easy-going guy ever]
I never realized just how many questions people ask while you're talking to them.
[flatly, with annoyance that so rarely finds a way into his tone because he is the most chill and easy-going guy ever]
I never realized just how many questions people ask while you're talking to them.
You— [Cutting himself off real fast here, probably because that was almost a question. Ugh. Changing directions.] —Your observational skills are underwhelming if you've only realized now.
[It's fine. It's fine. It's! Fine!]
I have no idea what could have caused this. [...] You should tell me if it's the same for you.
[It's fine. It's fine. It's! Fine!]
I have no idea what could have caused this. [...] You should tell me if it's the same for you.
[Akechi gets a flat look]
I was being sarcastic.
[but anyway]
It is. It started this morning after we left the billiards room and-- [cuts himself off, because he is still a bit upset about what happened to Haruka]
I think it might be similar to everyone losing their senses throughout the week.
I was being sarcastic.
[but anyway]
It is. It started this morning after we left the billiards room and-- [cuts himself off, because he is still a bit upset about what happened to Haruka]
I think it might be similar to everyone losing their senses throughout the week.
[lol
Sometimes people just die, Akira.
Akechi looks more inconvenienced than anything, lips pursed as he listens to him. After a beat, he steps aside so they're not having this conversation out in the hallway.]
... So not only has someone died, but we've been afflicted with an additional ailment without any apparent reason. [That's great! That's awesome! He hates it.] If I didn't know any better, I'd say Master Blue took offense to our comments about their lack of creativity.
[Binch. He taps his chin, thoughtfully.]
I wonder if we're the only ones who woke up to this...
Sometimes people just die, Akira.
Akechi looks more inconvenienced than anything, lips pursed as he listens to him. After a beat, he steps aside so they're not having this conversation out in the hallway.]
... So not only has someone died, but we've been afflicted with an additional ailment without any apparent reason. [That's great! That's awesome! He hates it.] If I didn't know any better, I'd say Master Blue took offense to our comments about their lack of creativity.
[Binch. He taps his chin, thoughtfully.]
I wonder if we're the only ones who woke up to this...
[just brushes past Akechi into his room because HE'S AKIRA MOTHERFUCKING KURUSU HE DOES WHAT HE WANTS]
If Master Blue didn't want criticism, they shouldn't have brought us here.
[:/]
So far, I haven't met anyone else with the same problem. So something tells me it's just us.
[UNFORTUNATE]
If Master Blue didn't want criticism, they shouldn't have brought us here.
[:/]
So far, I haven't met anyone else with the same problem. So something tells me it's just us.
[UNFORTUNATE]
[BINCH, HE WAS INVITING HIM IN ANYWAY!!! Akechi huffs and closes the door after him, turning around so he can lean against it while crossing his arms.]
Which begs the question... [--wait, no. NOT A QUESTION.] Ugh— [UGH!!] ... There has to be a reason why we're experiencing this... situation, as opposed to anyone else. It can't be purely random if we're both affected.
Which begs the question... [--wait, no. NOT A QUESTION.] Ugh— [UGH!!] ... There has to be a reason why we're experiencing this... situation, as opposed to anyone else. It can't be purely random if we're both affected.
[YOU'RE A GOOD HOST AKECHI!!!]
[Akira leans his shoulder against the wall because HIS BACK STILL HURTS A LITTLE BIT and he needs the rest]
Yeah. I don't think it's random.
[. . .]
Ash speculated it was because someone didn't want us talking about something important. But literally nothing happened in the billiards room last night. [except Akira throwing out his back] Why would-- [NO. A QUESTION!! Akira cuts himself off and rephrases] There's literally no reason to keep us quiet.
[Akira leans his shoulder against the wall because HIS BACK STILL HURTS A LITTLE BIT and he needs the rest]
Yeah. I don't think it's random.
[. . .]
Ash speculated it was because someone didn't want us talking about something important. But literally nothing happened in the billiards room last night. [except Akira throwing out his back] Why would-- [NO. A QUESTION!! Akira cuts himself off and rephrases] There's literally no reason to keep us quiet.
[IS HE THO.
Hm, though. HM.]
Unless we witnessed something incriminating without becoming aware of it... but that's rather unlikely, and it's not as if there aren't ways to circumvent our current conditions. There must be something else we've failed to consider.
Hm, though. HM.]
Unless we witnessed something incriminating without becoming aware of it... but that's rather unlikely, and it's not as if there aren't ways to circumvent our current conditions. There must be something else we've failed to consider.
That's—
[Whatever kind of response Akechi was expecting? It certainly wasn't that. Not by a long shot. For a moment, he's frozen. Eyes wide, mouth hanging open, words lodged in his throat. Akira might as well have punched him in the face for what it's worth. It would have been just as horrible... if not infinitely more bearable.
But then the moment passes, and his expression twists into something raw and visceral. He shoves at him with all the strength he can muster, wanting to create as much distance as possible between the two of them.]
Shut up, shut up, shut up! Are you an idiot?! [That's not... Why would Akira...] He didn't... I was the one... Every choice I made was for my own benefit! I decided my own future!
[Whatever kind of response Akechi was expecting? It certainly wasn't that. Not by a long shot. For a moment, he's frozen. Eyes wide, mouth hanging open, words lodged in his throat. Akira might as well have punched him in the face for what it's worth. It would have been just as horrible... if not infinitely more bearable.
But then the moment passes, and his expression twists into something raw and visceral. He shoves at him with all the strength he can muster, wanting to create as much distance as possible between the two of them.]
Shut up, shut up, shut up! Are you an idiot?! [That's not... Why would Akira...] He didn't... I was the one... Every choice I made was for my own benefit! I decided my own future!
Yeah.
[. . .]
Maybe Master Blue just hates us.
[seems. . . likely???]
[. . .]
Maybe Master Blue just hates us.
[seems. . . likely???]
It's literally been like two days.
[HE ISN'T THE DETECTIVE HERE, AKECHI!!! but, that said. . .]
I did talk to Plum-san this morning. It was before the creepy announcement and the. . . doppelgangers, so I couldn't ask her about it.
But I did ask her a little bit about her job.
[HE ISN'T THE DETECTIVE HERE, AKECHI!!! but, that said. . .]
I did talk to Plum-san this morning. It was before the creepy announcement and the. . . doppelgangers, so I couldn't ask her about it.
But I did ask her a little bit about her job.
I hope your sense of feeling comes back just in time for you to experience pain, too.
[UUUUGH. he's fine he's being a little dramatic. his back definitely hurts when he moves a certain way but he isn't rendered completely immobile]
[UUUUGH. he's fine he's being a little dramatic. his back definitely hurts when he moves a certain way but he isn't rendered completely immobile]
[and Akira stumbles back, letting go of Akechi's shirt when he's shoved. but none of that prevents him from stepping into Akechi's personal space again once he regains his balance, head still lifted and voice still firm and challenging. he isn't going to back down just because Akechi still hasn't come to terms with the truth of what had happened]
And by whatever powers-that-be, you've been given the opportunity to come up with a better one. A much better one.
Don't waste it, Akechi.
And by whatever powers-that-be, you've been given the opportunity to come up with a better one. A much better one.
Don't waste it, Akechi.
[Well. Here's to hoping Akira had a good night's sleep, because the moment he walks into the gun room? He's going to stumble across Akechi.
Akechi seems to be in the middle of inspecting one of the handguns, turning it around in his hand as he sizes it up. But as soon as he notices Akira is there, he stops in order to stare at him. After a moment, he smiles and—]
Good morning, Akira. Excellent timing.
[—aims the gun at him.
GUESS WHO'S STILL MAD FOR SOME NEBULOUS REASON? IT'S THIS BITCH.]
Akechi seems to be in the middle of inspecting one of the handguns, turning it around in his hand as he sizes it up. But as soon as he notices Akira is there, he stops in order to stare at him. After a moment, he smiles and—]
Good morning, Akira. Excellent timing.
[—aims the gun at him.
GUESS WHO'S STILL MAD FOR SOME NEBULOUS REASON? IT'S THIS BITCH.]
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