miscakes | catch-all: akira.

[After their impromptu brawl, Akechi is leading Akira to the *throws dart* Lounge. The soft music should, at least, mask their voices to some degree. Once they're there, he's going to nyoom towards the back of the room and then turn around to stare at him expectantly.]

You're certain you're not dead. [Said like he still fucking doubts it, but. Well. He crosses his arms. Doesn't take a seat in any of the several comfy couches.] Explain yourself. What's the last thing you recall?

[after the VERY DISTRESSING realization that Akira can't taste his morning coffee (DEPRESSING) he makes his way from the kitchen, mug in hand, back to his room]

[except when he reaches the stairwell he stops, eyes flickering to the side, before he pivots on his heel to face-- nothing?? there's nothing there???]

[. . .]

[his gaze narrows, but he says or does nothing. hm. someone is easily spooked this morning]

[are are u doing Akechi]

[Well.

The billiard room door is apparently slamming shut on them at exactly 11:00 PM on the dot, so. You know. That's fine. That's great. That's lovely. Just two boys who absolutely have not tried to beat the shit out of each other before, locked up in a room all by themselves.

A second after the lock clicks shut, Akechi is going to walk over

and try the doorknob.

............... Nancy Drew voice:]

It's locked.

[BANG BANG BANGABAGNAGNBANG]

[hi someone is knocking on your door akechi]

[answer y/n?]

[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.]

[Somewhere? Within the mansion? Akira is suddenly going to know no peace, because Akechi is going to stalk him down until he finds him.]

We need to talk.

[Because SOMEONE decided they had to be an asshole and MURDER.]

[...

Well, things sure have gone horribly wrong. It's likely a while after the execution by now, but he pulls up beside Akira once he spots him in the garden. On a scale of 1 to 10, how visibly upset is he?]

[okay, so. . . Akira has like a thousand and five questions!! he has dealt with so much!! HE IS EXHAUSTED!! but because of Akechi's state when he reappeared after his and 45's and Hunter's. . . adventures. . . he shovels them all to the side and allows the detective time to clean up and compose himself]

[and so sometime on Wednesday afternoon, Akira knocks at Akechi's door, the rapping gentle and smooth. he isn't nearly as frantic or panicked as he is earlier, but there's still definitely slightly manic exhaustion on his end of the emotional link]

[Akira's feelings since waking up have been an absolute whirlwind: cranky, exhausted annoyance; a spike of shock and anger and a bit of grief; guilt and frustration and helplessness; all of which is then drowned out by determination. a refusal to give up. a refusal to let the unusually high body count defeat them]

[this isn't over yet]

[. . .]

[Akira's emotions settle into a quiet, buzzing anxiety that is smoothed out by his usual calm. it takes him some time to locate Akechi, but when he does? he leans against the doorframe of the infirmary, a box tucked under his arm]

[and then he knocks against the wall to catch the detective's attention]

[Now that the trial is over, Akechi is very blatantly exhausted... but it's impossible to ignore how satisfied he feels after solving all three murders. So, congrats. He's in a good mood when he eventually finds Akira in the duck pond.]

Good job.

[THANKS FOR DOXXING PEOPLE TODAY.]

[.............. That sure was a conversation. Rise has been gone for all of three seconds before Akechi turns toward Akira, holding his left hand up as 👌 and squinting at him.]

There's something you haven't shared. What did she mean by this?

[BACK TO THE MUSEUM THEY GO... Akechi is definitely giving one of the items a dirt look before getting down to business, leaning against the display.]

Well?

[muffled in the bg...]

[Let's assume everyone else ran out to use the bathroom so they could have some privacy. It's fine? Anyway, once Akira's leggy has been taken care of and they're in the infirmary:]

You said we needed to talk. What did you discover?

[............... How is Akira getting around today? We just don't know. Either way, Akechi's here after fucking off to look at the museum.]

We were both in the infirmary last night, so I'll get to the point. Does it feel as if you have been stabbed in the back?

[If Akira is searching for Akechi, he will eventually find him inside the bloody room on Monday afternoon. He's currently in the process of firmly dragging a gloved finger down one of the blood splatters, frowning when his fingertip comes out clean. Hm. Will he call out to him, or is he making enough noise that Akechi will notice him come in anyway?]

[it's Tuesday evening when Akira emerges from his VIDEO GAME COMA, and he can be found exiting the game room!! he's yawning a little, evidence that he's tired, and limping his way back towards his room with a crutch in tow]

[HE ALSO HAS HIS PROSTHETIC AGAIN. HOORAY]

[does Akechi stop him]

[HELLO, AKIRA... Akechi ran off after the meeting with Ken, but Akira will find him a couple of hours later on the third floor. He glances his way once he hears him approach.]

... You want to ask about my crystal ball, yes?

[okay, i]

[i guess Akira isn't nearly as calm as i thought he'd be when looking for Akechi]

[he is absolutely bolting around the mansion as quickly as he can (which is not that quickly, what with a prosthetic leg he's still not entirely used to), checking every single room for the detective's presence]

[and when he finally finds him in the lounge. . .]

-- Akechi?!

[he's a little breathless]

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[Phoenix's notes are in the study, apparently, so that's where Akechi ends up a while after the trial ends. He stops once he spots Akira, watching him for a moment, before he approaches.]

Are you done?

[Shoo, he's gotta see how heavily the court record needs to be edited.]

[WELL, THAT EXECUTION SURE WAS SOMETHING. . . WASN'T IT? things might be a little on the awkward side between them after last night, but even so. . . when all is said and done, and Lio and Galo have been taken care of by Luna, Akira goes trekking through the mansion in search of a certain detective. he's still walking with a crutch, but! he is also relying on it less. he has learned how to accommodate the weight of a hefty prosthetic!!]

[anyway, knock knock Akechi, there is someone at your door]

[early on Monday, well before their meeting with Luna, Akira finds Akechi wherever he might be and just]

[casually]

[kabedons him]

[HM]

[his cat ears-- black and fluffy as they are-- are perked forward and his tail is lashing in agitation behind him]

Good mornin', detective.

Got a minute?

[wherever Akechi may be this Thursday late morning. . .]

[someone is throwing a tiny balled up piece of paper at the back of his head to get his attention]

[once the mini-investigation is finished, once they're done exchanging information with 45, and once they're alone yet again. . . Akira leans his shoulder against a wall, expression a bit grim. but underneath it all, there's a flicker of determination, of the knowledge that he has to keep going, no matter what]

Well?

What do you think?

[ur opinions are important to him, Akechi]

[If Akira is looking for Akechi, he will find him in the astronomy tower. He's chilling with the pillows, an open notebook in his lap as he jots down a few notes. Sorry about the stairs, buddy, but you gotta suffer for this conversation.]

[well. . . for them, tomorrow is the big day, isn't it? Akira still isn't certain what to expect from the Room of Req-whatever now that the girls have managed to cut them a path to the source (hopefully), and it's difficult to truly plan for something unexpected. but they have to try, don't they. . .?]

[no. not try. they have to succeed. there is no other option]

[all that is left is to sleep. to rest. to wait for tomorrow. to face what is left of this "game" with heads held high and determination sparking in their hearts]

[. . . but on Wednesday evening, Akira isn't sleeping. he is meandering through the mansion looking for a certain detective for one last private conversation]

[SO WHERE ARE YOU, OH ELUSIVE AKECHI GORO. THERE IS A JOKER TRYING TO FIND YOU]

week zero, friday.

week 0, monday

week zero, thursday night.

week 0, friday post-body announcement

week one, monday.