The one goddamn thing he required of Maruki brushed aside. A petulant child that can't keep his hand out of a cookie jar.
They had a routine, a system, a plan. Akechi kills, he hides. It's so fucking simple and yet-
Much like the Phantom Thieves, it's never an easy venture. Ignored maps, chests, swarms of enemies they can't handle provoked by an idiot stepping out of line-
Maruki hits the ground just as Akechi resigned to dig his blade into the side of the flailing creature instead of wasting Robin Hood's limited stamina - a plan ruined the second he hears 'No'.
It's his own fault and the consequences are immediate. Good. It's a fucking lesson.
Coiled and taut, his voice does nothing to hide his irritation. He doesn't lean down to pick up Maruki or assist. Doesn't check if there's an injury. No -
Get up or die. ]
I would ask what you were thinking, but there's clearly nothing happening in your head right now.
[Robin Hood is at its limit - summoned anyway as a last resort to a beast Akechi could kill with a dagger, if he wasn't standing guard near some limp limbed idiot who felt like his power of giving a cognitive lesson could defeat a monster.
He pushes Maruki's leg with his foot - half tempted to kick him out of the battle, right into the damp, desolate alleyway he should have been holing up in.
Except-
No. It's time to learn and while Maruki may be fond of coddling, Akechi isn't. Even with his act a thin veneer in the midst of this nightmare, it's still there. His voice is light. Doesn't match his words and there's a clear displeasure under the airy, strained tone.]
Now since you're so eager, let's start your first lesson - get the hell up.
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The one goddamn thing he required of Maruki brushed aside. A petulant child that can't keep his hand out of a cookie jar.
They had a routine, a system, a plan. Akechi kills, he hides. It's so fucking simple and yet-
Much like the Phantom Thieves, it's never an easy venture. Ignored maps, chests, swarms of enemies they can't handle provoked by an idiot stepping out of line-
Maruki hits the ground just as Akechi resigned to dig his blade into the side of the flailing creature instead of wasting Robin Hood's limited stamina - a plan ruined the second he hears 'No'.
It's his own fault and the consequences are immediate. Good. It's a fucking lesson.
Coiled and taut, his voice does nothing to hide his irritation. He doesn't lean down to pick up Maruki or assist. Doesn't check if there's an injury. No -
Get up or die. ]
I would ask what you were thinking, but there's clearly nothing happening in your head right now.
[Robin Hood is at its limit - summoned anyway as a last resort to a beast Akechi could kill with a dagger, if he wasn't standing guard near some limp limbed idiot who felt like his power of giving a cognitive lesson could defeat a monster.
He pushes Maruki's leg with his foot - half tempted to kick him out of the battle, right into the damp, desolate alleyway he should have been holing up in.
Except-
No. It's time to learn and while Maruki may be fond of coddling, Akechi isn't. Even with his act a thin veneer in the midst of this nightmare, it's still there. His voice is light. Doesn't match his words and there's a clear displeasure under the airy, strained tone.]
Now since you're so eager, let's start your first lesson - get the hell up.