catch-all: akira.

[miscakes]

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[survivaltricks]

[. . . in a way, it's almost comforting to hear Akechi say that. as mall bit of normality, of something expected, amidst the mess. Akira huffs out a laugh, and for the first time, a smile cracks on his features, as rueful as it is]

I understand.

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Wonderful. [Without missing a beat.] Then, try not to embarrass me tomorrow... After all, your skills must have dulled.

[With that, he steps away from the pillar, glass crunching under his feet as he turns to face the exit.]

It's late. I'm heading back to my room. I suggest you do the same, unless you want to slow us down.

[survivaltricks]

[he can't help it; he laughs, a breathless, only vaguely amused noise, gaze following Akechi as he makes his way towards the exit]

And let you one up me?

Not a chance, Akechi.

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Big words. I'll make sure you eat them.

[Kicking the house's ass shouldn't be a competition, and yet. If Akira has nothing else to say, though, Akechi will exit stage left.]

[survivaltricks]

Give it your best effort. And try not to cry too much when I don't.

[and that's all Akira has to say right now, so he lets Akechi exit stage left]

[GLAD TO KNOW THAT EVERYTHING IS NOW HUNKY-DORY BETWEEN THEM (hahaha)]