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If my mentees come to this place, you can have a Oh My God club!
One of my mentees is currently very funnily saving the world! Ah, alas! He is a giant tiger, so I suppose it can be a little funny! I like to psssst pssssst at him.
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[She frets for a moment on where to sit, but he's clearly leaving space for her to sit next to him. On the bed. Alone.
Her face burns red as she tentatively sits down, clasping her hands tightly over her knees. She focuses on what he's saying instead, perking up a bit at the familiar names] Oh! I'm glad you met her too, she's really nice! And...I think I met Dazai-san too, he'd been drinking a lot... [SIGHS...
The distant look doesn't go unnoticed. Sumire is quiet as she looks at him, hesitating. If what they've said is true, then Akira must be from after Akechi... Well. She doesn't know what to say. Her heart aches.]
...It's nice to see him again. Are you two, um... Doing okay?
Her face burns red as she tentatively sits down, clasping her hands tightly over her knees. She focuses on what he's saying instead, perking up a bit at the familiar names] Oh! I'm glad you met her too, she's really nice! And...I think I met Dazai-san too, he'd been drinking a lot... [SIGHS...
The distant look doesn't go unnoticed. Sumire is quiet as she looks at him, hesitating. If what they've said is true, then Akira must be from after Akechi... Well. She doesn't know what to say. Her heart aches.]
...It's nice to see him again. Are you two, um... Doing okay?
[He smiles, faintly, nodding.] Kotone's very nice, yeah. [He doesn't immediately bring up that she has Persona-- he'd told her he wouldn't, but Akechi and Sumire were his teammates, they deserve to know. But he waits. Then he laughs, a little.] Dazai seems a little obsessed with drinking, yeah.
[He clasps his hands together, twists his fingers around.] "Okay" is a... bit of a temporary state for us, I think.
[He clasps his hands together, twists his fingers around.] "Okay" is a... bit of a temporary state for us, I think.
[The tension between Akechi and Akira had always been a bit... well. Tense. And odd. But they worked so well together and their power was unmatched, Sumi hadn't really delved too deep into their rivalry. Did that fall apart now without an overhanging threat like Maruki?
She hesitates before reaching out, just pressing her fingers to Akira's wrist, an offering to take more if he wished.] Do you want to talk about it?
She hesitates before reaching out, just pressing her fingers to Akira's wrist, an offering to take more if he wished.] Do you want to talk about it?
[There's no more left vitriol or fire to fuel his anger in him. To say he's tired or exhausted isn't even coming near to it, last time he felt anything like this was back in the engine room where he had screamed and laid himself bare for everyone to see. Now, luckily, there was only Akira. While he doesn't lean into the touch there's no denying that... he finds it comforting. Like Akira's keeping him still from spiraling down within his head.]
Speak for yourself, idiot. [The joke does help to dissolve the previous tension, directing them towards their usual bickering.]
...Let's make another deal.
Speak for yourself, idiot. [The joke does help to dissolve the previous tension, directing them towards their usual bickering.]
...Let's make another deal.
That's not it. [He knows he could do just that, but using his own words and terms is just so much easier for Akechi make sense of the situation. And where they stand.
He gives Akira's arm a light squeeze, searching for what to say next.]
If... If we team up again, like in the past. And find out the ones responsible for our presence here. I won't ask you to make the decision like with Maruki, if things come to that. [It's really all he can give to Akira right now. He won't promise that he'll stop looking for a way out. But at least this way they can work themselves into each other lives without unnecessary friction.
In short: let's stay together, asshole.]
He gives Akira's arm a light squeeze, searching for what to say next.]
If... If we team up again, like in the past. And find out the ones responsible for our presence here. I won't ask you to make the decision like with Maruki, if things come to that. [It's really all he can give to Akira right now. He won't promise that he'll stop looking for a way out. But at least this way they can work themselves into each other lives without unnecessary friction.
In short: let's stay together, asshole.]
[He blinks. And processes the statement slowly, raising his head off his shoulder and watching him. Watching for a long time, realizing. I won't ask you to make the decision like with Maruki, he won't ask him to choose. To choose between Akechi, and the rest of the world.]
[His jaw snaps shut, and he buries his face against the back of Akechi's shoulder. He takes a few breathes, short and ragged, and nods. Eventually, quietly:] Okay.
[His jaw snaps shut, and he buries his face against the back of Akechi's shoulder. He takes a few breathes, short and ragged, and nods. Eventually, quietly:] Okay.
[Kotone has never been one to doze lightly, drifting in and out of sleep. When she falls asleep, she falls asleep, completely dead to the world around her. Akira moving her doesn't stir her at all; the closest thing to a reaction is when he curls around her and she curls a little herself into the warmth.
It's a little over an hour that she finally becomes conscious enough to realize that maybe she shouldn't be sleeping here, and also, there's someone next to her. Groggily, she forces her eyes open and turns her head.]
Hey...
[It's soft enough that if he's sleeping deeply enough, he won't hear her at all.
It's a little over an hour that she finally becomes conscious enough to realize that maybe she shouldn't be sleeping here, and also, there's someone next to her. Groggily, she forces her eyes open and turns her head.]
Hey...
[It's soft enough that if he's sleeping deeply enough, he won't hear her at all.
[She nods and then leans her shoulder against his, smiling a little.] That's okay. You don't have to say anything if you don't want to, just... Know that I'm here for you, okay?
[The pressure on his already sore body feels uncomfortable enough to make Akechi take a deep breath, but he doesn't recoil or try move away. Instead he braces himself and finally leans back, indulging in his touch and allows himself just to be held.
Maybe, just maybe if they become a team again things will start to make sense. He won't try to push Akira away again. He can try not to do everything by himself. There's a brief recognition of the fact if he had just told the other about wanting to talk with Dazai this whole ordeal wouldn't have happened.
He's not sure if it's because of the emotional stress or his injuries, or both for that matter, that makes him feel dizzy and drained. He's pale and feeling hot.]
Let's just go back. Okay?
Maybe, just maybe if they become a team again things will start to make sense. He won't try to push Akira away again. He can try not to do everything by himself. There's a brief recognition of the fact if he had just told the other about wanting to talk with Dazai this whole ordeal wouldn't have happened.
He's not sure if it's because of the emotional stress or his injuries, or both for that matter, that makes him feel dizzy and drained. He's pale and feeling hot.]
Let's just go back. Okay?
[She moves her hair behind her ear, sheepish again] Well, something like that, maybe... I met some nice people. Kate-san seems...nice. A little rebellious. And Kotone-san's been so nice and helpful! We danced at the party and she was great fun. She's pretty graceful! I think she said she played volleyball, but I wonder if I can get her interested in gymnastics too...
Ah, rebellion, the allure of a free spirit. [He's definitely Grinning about that one-- sir you stop being a shitpost this instant. He bumps his weight back into her shoulder again.] I didn't remember Kotone mentioning volleyball... She has a naginata? Big... stabby stick.
[He hums, his brain too fried for words for the moment, and carefully pulls Akechi just a little closer before he unfolds his arms from around his chest. He stays behind him, though, moves his hands to his shoulders, and gently pushes into him from behind to get him to walk. He'll stay behind, half-hugging him, if Akechi lets him.]
Senpai. [She rolls her eyes, exasperated, and bumps Akira right back with a giggle.]
I think I told her I could use a rapier too! I guess I'll have to get a lot more practice in, if I can get one here... [Sumi trails off before adding:] It's so weird, it feels kind of like I've always known her. She's just really easy to get along with. She just... sucks you in.
I think I told her I could use a rapier too! I guess I'll have to get a lot more practice in, if I can get one here... [Sumi trails off before adding:] It's so weird, it feels kind of like I've always known her. She's just really easy to get along with. She just... sucks you in.
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