AKIRA

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[Akira blinks]

[and makes a sort of confused expression???]

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Better not tell me what--

[ ... Oi.

He reaches out and just -- it's more of a pat than a chop? But it's a chopping motion, without no real weight behind it, resting on Akira's head. ]

You in the room or elsewhere right now?

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[oof-- Akira lets out a slight wheeze when Ash gently knocks his head. his gaze flickers up, clearly focused on Ash, and he opens his mouth to respond again. but all that comes out is--]

Cannot predict now.

[. . . . . . . . . ????]

[presses a hand against his throat???]

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[ ... akira.exe seems to have stopped working. ]

... Alright?

[ he didn't realise turning into a robot was one of the side effects of this week but here they are? ] You can't predict what?

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Question hazy. Please try again later.










[BURIES HIS FACE IN HIS HANDS AND JUST WHISPERS WHAT THE FUCK to himself]

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Need to go hook yourself up to a mainframe and recharge?

[ This shouldn't be so funny after, y'know. Literal death. But beep bop boop to you too, Akira. ]

Wait here.

[ He pushes himself up off the wall and ducks into his room for a moment. When he reappears he just... chucks his spiral notebook and cerulean crayon at Akira. Catch. ]

If you write like a robot then we've seriously got a problem.

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[JUST. . . turns a little red, huffs in offense at Ash, and replies--]

Outlook not so good.

[AND THEN THROWS HIS HANDS UP IN THE AIR AND SLUMPS AGAINST THE WALL LIKE, WHY IS THIS HAPPENING]

[. . . anyway, he lets Ash vanish for a second and reaches out to catch the notebook and the crayon as they're tossed at him. he gives both of them a look and lets out another huff]

I don't-- I don't know what happened.

[well, okay. he's talking normally now]

None of those responses were the answers I actually wanted to give.

[they just. . . came out instead of what he actually wanted to say]

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[ A+ dramatics. They lighten the mood greatly. ]

Oh, you're back then.

[ he slides down the wall, back into a sitting position and leans his arms on his knees. ]

...

[ not the answers he wanted to give, huh...? ]

Just. Hold up a count on your fingers in case-- [ GESTURES. ]-- that thing happens again. On a scale of one to ten, how significant was what you were gonna tell me. To this place, and this whole sitution.

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[oh! now there's a good idea. Akira perks up a bit and lifts a hand to respond]






[he winds up flipping Ash off instead]

[ON ACCIDENT]

1/2

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[ .... ]

2/2

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[ there’s like a second pause and then

RIGHT BACK AT YOU, AKIRA ]

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[. . . . . . . SNORTS]

I feel like I deserve that.

[even though his middle finger had a mind of its own]

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Yeah, a bit.

[ the finger is dropped. Point made. ]

You didn’t plan that one either?

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Ask again later.

[. . .]

[flops over onto his side, utterly defeated]

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[ man down. ]

Figure out when that is and I will.

[ he just. bumps akira with his shoe. look at this pile of defeat. ]

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[THIS PILE OF DEFEAT]

[UUUUUUUUUGH]

I'll be sure to let you know as soon as I figure it out.

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[ lookin’ cool joker ]

You either got the shittiest end of this whole sense loss deal, or something’s decided it isn’t your time to talk. [ either one sucks lbh ]

Sucks if it’s the last one.

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[uh. he makes a face and pushes himself up again, brows furrowed and lips curved into a frown]

Tell me about it. If something is trying to keep me from talking, then what am I not supposed to be saying?

[hell if he knows]

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If it’s related to something to do with what just happened, or this place in general? If I were a big asshole in a fancy mansion running a kidnap and murder scheme, I’d want people to shut their mouths about it too.

[ this seems weirdly, vaguely occult and he Doesn’t Like That ]

Even tangentially. Could be something significant and we don’t know it yet. Maybe keep that in mind.

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[PUFFS OUT AN ANNOYED BREATH]

The thing is, I don't know what it is I'm supposed to be keeping my mouth shut about.

Other than being locked in the billiards room with Akechi for an hour before we were knocked out, nothing strange happened to me last night.

[THE ULTIMATE SILENCING TECHNIQUE: making it so someone can't answer questions while they have no idea what they should be answering questions about]

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[ ... Huh. ]

You were locked somewhere before everyone hit the deck? ... [ He's thoughtful for a moment, before leaning forwards. Akechi... if he's remembering right, that's the nosey one, who was trying to ask everyone twenty questions when we first got to this place. ]

...

How'd that work out for you?

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Mmm. It was an accident. I didn't realize the doors would lock at eleven.

[. . . just. gives a wry snort as he rolls his eyes]

It was annoying. [but] But otherwise fine.

[. . .]

I pulled out my back trying to move the billiards table and he laughed at me.

[LIKE THE JERK THAT HE IS]

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Yeah, he seems like a real charmer. [ Dry as a desert. ]

...

[ I MEAN. THAT IS KINDA FUNNY, GRANPAKIRA. ] They're pretty heavy. Unless you need to move it, I wouldn't recommend it for fun.

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He's-- [. . . god. how does he describe Akechi? in all honesty, Akira doesn't want to be a jerk, so he just. . . shrugs] He's all right.

["all right" might be a bit too generous but WHATEVER]

I didn't know. . . I suggested using it as a battering ram to knock down the door.

[OBVIOUSLY THAT DIDN'T WORK OUT FOR HIM]

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[ Battering... ram--



Just.


Just this face, Akira. ]