[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!
[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.
[Haha! Yeah. No. Akira can try to invade his personal space once again, but both of Akechi's hands are going to shoot up to stop him, intent on keeping him at a literal arm's length. Having to listen as Akira strikes that raw nerve over and over again is bad enough. Having him stand so close to him? Well. It's only going to end in a repeat of the dining hall if this keeps going.]
Of course, that's so easy for you to say! [There's a hint of hysteria in there, a little too reminiscent of when he was losing his shit in the depths of his shitty father's mind. It's... fine. It's fine.] You— You're nothing. You're worthless, criminal trash. But people gather around you. Even when things go wrong, they still work out in your favor! You have everything you could ever want.
[... Is Akira really that lucky, though? Well. He has friends who love and support him unconditionally, so that's close enough.]
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[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!
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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.
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[Haha! Yeah. No. Akira can try to invade his personal space once again, but both of Akechi's hands are going to shoot up to stop him, intent on keeping him at a literal arm's length. Having to listen as Akira strikes that raw nerve over and over again is bad enough. Having him stand so close to him? Well. It's only going to end in a repeat of the dining hall if this keeps going.]
Of course, that's so easy for you to say! [There's a hint of hysteria in there, a little too reminiscent of when he was losing his shit in the depths of his shitty father's mind. It's... fine. It's fine.] You— You're nothing. You're worthless, criminal trash. But people gather around you. Even when things go wrong, they still work out in your favor! You have everything you could ever want.
[... Is Akira really that lucky, though? Well. He has friends who love and support him unconditionally, so that's close enough.]
Don't you dare patronize me.
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[urge to reach out and shake Akechi silly: rising]
Our circumstances are completely different! And you have so much that I don't have! And it might be selfish of me, but I think--
[a slightly frustrated noise]
I think you could do so much good for this world if you just took a step back and tried!
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What are you talking about? You think I never tried?
[Society can lower him into his grave so it can let him down one last time, etc, etc. Questionable definition of "tried," though.]
I don't care about a world like this.
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Yeah. This world sucks.
[said bluntly and honestly, because. . . well. it does. he isn't so naive to think that his penultimate battle against Yaldabaoth fixed everything]
So help me make it better.