catch-all: akira.

[miscakes]

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[survivaltricks]

[why don't you trust this innocent face Akechi??]

[anyway, he seems pleased that the offer was accepted]

Just call me psychic Kurusu.

[a beat. his tail flicks]

Or psychic Purrusu.

How about we take a walk outside?

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[.......................................]

I changed my mind.

[THAT PUN WAS ATROCIOUS, AKIRA KURUSU.

Immediately turns around and starts walking in the opposite direction. Goodbye forever.]

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[I'm sorry he's too proud of himself for that pun to feel ANY sense of shame whatsoever]

[just snags Akechi by the back of his shirt before he can walk away]

I'm kidding, I'm kidding. [it isn't his fault Akechi has no appreciation for art!!] What did you want to ask me?

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[He makes a sound, more annoyed than anything else, when Akira snags him by the back of his shirt. Rude?

Don't mind him as he slaps that hand away and fixes his shirt, readjusting the scarf and everything to cover up as much of the uncanny valley as possible.]

You spoke to Master Blue yesterday. Tell me everything they told you.

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[he pulls his hand away before Akechi can smack it, mostly because he saw that coming. he also looks more amused than offended as he jerks his head to the side, gesturing for Akechi to follow him out the front door]

[YESTERDAY'S BLUE THREAD IS STILL ONGOING BUT. . . as they walk, Akira answers]

Blue confirmed that the house feeds through that room. And when I asked them if I had lost any part of my soul to that room, they confirmed that I had.

[he lifts up a free hand, pinching his thumb and forefinger together, leaving a slight space between them]

But only a little bit. Plum also confirmed that the house holds a piece of me now, and that it'll make things. . . harder.

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... Not just your soul. Ours.

[He follows after him, allowing him to lead the way.]

Luna, Nie Huaisang, and mine. You're not the only one who is incomplete now. [And that's... bad. Even if it's only a little bit.] Did she specify how it will make things harder?

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And Agni, too.

[leading him outside into the fresh air, instinctively meandering his way towards the garden. it's his favorite place to spend time outdoors]

[his response to that question is wry]

She called it a "stacked deck," so. . . I can only imagine it means it gives the house some kind of advantage over us. What that advantage is, I don't know.

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An advantage over us...

[It sounds like there's something on his mind, but he moves on quickly enough.]

Assuming we don't die before then, I plan to call a meeting on Sunday evening. The sisters and Master Blue all agree that we have what we need to locate the source. It's a matter of comparing notes in our own time. [He gives him a look here, still following after him.] I expect your assistance to ensure everyone attends the meeting.

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[ah. . .]

[. . . Akira blinks at Akechi a few times, expression growing slack in something like surprise. when he looks away again, he's smiling just a little bit]

. . . yeah. Of course. You don't even need to ask.

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[Don't look at him like that!! Akechi narrows his eyes at him, as if daring him to say something. This is all for the sake of getting to 1v1 the fucking house.]

Wonderful. [Good catboy!] Then, why don't you spread the word starting today? Regardless of what happens to us, this meeting will be essential if we want to break the cycle.

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[mmmhm sure thing Akechi. regardless!! he says nothing]

Mmm. Then I'll start sending out the Crow signal as soon as we're done here.

[heh heh]

[crow signal]

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[Let him do the right thing out of SPITE, wtf. :/

He rolls his eyes at him.]

Don't you dare call it that.

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Too late. No take backs.

Crow signal.

[he will not actually call it that but Akechi doesn't need to know]

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I will kill you myself.

[If the house doesn't get to Akira first then Akechi WILL.]

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[i wish he would u_u]

[but Akira just snorts softly, clearly not taking Akechi at face value with that threat]

My one request is that you use a gun. Make it quick and clean.

[and he points at index finger at Akechi, eye squinted shut]

[and fingerguns]

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[HE IS SO

UNIMPRESSED.]

So you can worm your way out of it again? I think not.

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As if I wouldn't "worm my way out of it" if you tried any other method.

[joking with your would-be murderer about his attempt on your life. . . #coping]

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Oh, I can think of a few method you would never see coming.

[They're................... bonding, probably.]

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[OMINOUS. . .]

I'd ask you what they are, but that would ruin the surprise.

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[He! Smiles!]

I wouldn't tell you even if you asked.

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[a hum!!]

Then let me ask you a different question.

[oh??]

Since coming here, do you feel like you've changed at all?

[oh]

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[...

Akira really has a way of asking questions that make the smile slide right off his face, huh.]

What kind of ridiculous question is that?

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[only because you HATE FEELINGS, Akechi Goro]

[nevertheless, Akira shrugs, his own smile fading into something more pensive as he crouches in front of a flower bed to study said flowers]

I was just wondering. If you don't want to answer, that's fine.

[. . .]

. . . I feel like I have, though.

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[Feelings are garbage. It's fine.

He watches him from his current position, making no move to crouch down next to him.]

Where are you going with this?

[Hm.]

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[hm indeed!!]

Nowhere specific. [a tiny little shrug, a barely notable movement of his shoulders] I wanted to know how you felt about this places effect on you; that's all.