There's no reason for you to see it. It's a simple pair of pants.
[Very. Special pants.
Yeah.]
If the brother is sentimental enough, we may be able to leverage the memory Vaeros with that outfit. It could be attempted as a last resort of sorts. If he wants his dead brother's belongings, he'll have to concede something to us first.
[Akechi lets the screen fade out until all he sees is his own blurry reflection, content to leave Maruki on read the rest of the night. It's not as if that's new, uncommon or anything but normal during their nighty chats.
But tonight-
It occurs to him this will end.
The thought doesn't bother him. It's the inevitable outcome to what they're trying to do. A road that only leads one way. A simple fact.
This will end. The shared wall will vanish, nightly chats will become uncommon at best and the few conversations they'll share will be clipped, mindless and short until one of them is killed.
It doesn't bother him - not for one second.
It doesn't bother him - so he presses his finger against the screen, opens up messages, hits the starred contact at the top.
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I'll start looking for historical accounts. Whether they're accurate or not, it's a starting point we desperately need.
If that yields nothing, I'll request information from the crystal. Though I'll admit-
The last time I did that the results were unexpected. Useful, I suppose, but odd.
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The pants, right? You told me about those. You never showed me, though.
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[Very. Special pants.
Yeah.]
If the brother is sentimental enough, we may be able to leverage the memory Vaeros with that outfit. It could be attempted as a last resort of sorts. If he wants his dead brother's belongings, he'll have to concede something to us first.
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Also! I think that you should try wearing them.
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No.
I don't need to wear the scraps of a dead man. I have plenty of outfits.
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Test that theory on yourself if you're so eager.
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[ They are basically the same height and build. ]
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You were rather confident in your assessment only a message ago. Now I give you an opportunity and you turn your back on it?
You're pathetic.
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Nothing you say bothers me or 'gives me a hard time' - please refrain from such stupidity.
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Oh, of course. I'm sorry for ever assuming otherwise.
we can still wrap on ur tag but heeHEHEHE
But tonight-
It occurs to him this will end.
The thought doesn't bother him. It's the inevitable outcome to what they're trying to do. A road that only leads one way. A simple fact.
This will end. The shared wall will vanish, nightly chats will become uncommon at best and the few conversations they'll share will be clipped, mindless and short until one of them is killed.
It doesn't bother him - not for one second.
It doesn't bother him - so he presses his finger against the screen, opens up messages, hits the starred contact at the top.
There's no harm in a short game.]
Pillow.
ABSOLUTELY NOT. HERE WE GO
Ah.
Maruki rolls onto one side, settles in. ]
Futon.
HUEHRURHE
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Worthless.
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Joy.
[ A beat. ]
Not because I think I'm a joy. It's just etymology.
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Fake.
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Necessary.
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