catch-all: akira.

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[. . . . . . . . . . . ah. both brows shoot upwards]

The one near the master bedroom.

[HE. . . ASSUMES]

Did you ring it?

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[He nods, looking very, very pleased.]

Yes, that's correct. After I rang the bell, I was allowed entry to the master bedroom. It's there that I met Master Blue themselves.

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Huh.

[his mouth twitches as he tosses the note onto the chess board, now leaning back with arms folded and expression carefully set. STOP LOOKING SO SMUG, YOU DICK]

And how did that meeting go?

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It went well. Apparently, audiences are rare — but my work precedes me.

[Do you know what that did for Akechi's ego, Akira? Do you?]

There are a number of things I was able to confirm, however... Aren't you curious?

[Praise him, binch.]

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[he knows exactly what it did for Akechi's ego THAT'S WHY HIS EXPRESSION IS SO EVEN]

I am. Are you going to share?

[he'll praise you later damn it]

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[Binch. :/ He takes a sip of his coffee, watching him. Fiiiiiine.]

I agreed I would share everything I found, didn't I?

[So.]

Let's see... For starters, this isn't merely a battle between two individuals. This is a battle between two gods, for the fate of all worlds.

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Fuck gods.

[FUCK!!! GODS!!!!!]

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[







HE HUFFS OUT A LAUGH, OKAY.]

Haha, that's a sentiment I wholeheartedly agree with. This must feel familiar to you.

[He still doesn't know that Yaldabaoth fucked with him, too, but.]

There's more to it, however. If Master Blue stops bringing guests to this house, the entity that controls it will go after our worlds next. This is why they said "everyone" is in danger.

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Way too familiar.

[fuck!! gods!!!]

. . . yeah. That makes sense, then. So Blue brings people here for that god to fuck with in order to keep the worlds at large safe?

[. . .]

But Blue, I think, has been trying to help us behind the scenes. So naturally Blue must want us to figure out a way to break this stupid game. Right?

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[He nods.]

That's the impression I got. If Amada-kun is right, then Master Blue is as much of a prisoner of this house as we are. [...] Problem is, the house has retaliated against them at every step of the way. Research has been lost or destroyed, or the results they acquired have forced them to go backtrack and start over again.

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And that matches up with the obstacles we've come across in those locked rooms. The zombies, the fake Blue, the notes left to deceive us. . .

[tch]

And the announcements from the house itself, encouraging us to turn against each other and kill.

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From what I understand, all the other groups failed because they turned their aggression towards themselves instead of the true enemy. We cannot fall into that same trap, or the cycle will begin anew.

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[. . . closes his eyes, folding his arms as he does so, expression pensive]

And that's why one of the first things Peach asked me was if I always believed everything I saw and heard.

[ha]

I need to thank her for giving me that warning so early. It's colored my perceptions of everything that's happened in this place.

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[He nods, pensive...]

If you truly wish to show your gratitude, then start by convincing the others that the sisters and their master are on our side. The house has been too successful at swaying the opinion of some of the others.

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[another curt nod]

Mmm. I've already tried to get people to trust the sisters more. They've been nothing but helpful from my perspective. And while I've been slower to warm up to Master Blue. . .

[hah]

. . . I guess I should see if I can pay them a visit myself.

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It's not a bad idea. Even if they don't grant you an audience, you can still exchange letters with them.

[Go meet god, Akira. It'll be fun.]

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[will it. . . . . .]

[he nods, then lets out a breath]

Thanks. . . I appreciate you sharing this with me.

I have one more question, though: who are the two gods involved in this dispute? Blue, and--?

[and. . .?]

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[COOL. There's the praise and validation he demanded. Nice.]

It wasn't clear from the context alone?

[He looks a little surprised, but...]

The house itself is a god. That's why it has the power to reach our worlds.

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[another nod]

No, I gathered that. I just wanted to make sure.

You didn't get any information on the nature of their godhood, did you?

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[He shakes his head.]

As you must already know, Master Blue is... not a person of many words.

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Yeah. Believe me; I know.

[ALSO, CURIOSITY IS KILLING HIM]

What do they look like?

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[He has to think about it, apparently, because there's a long pause before he speaks up.]

... Humanoid. That's the only way I can think to describe it. Their appearance is completely unlike anyone else in the mansion.

[Sometimes, you lay your eyes on a god and you don't know what the actual fuck you're looking at.]

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. . . were they really, really blue?

[look]

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[........ dead eyes him.]

No.