Do your research. Let me know what you come up with, if anything.
[ Ah, shit– he was so preoccupied with gently roasting Akechi, he forgot about the kettle. It whistles for a few harsh, shrill seconds before he can get it off the heat.
Unfortunately, he does a lot of things he shouldn't do to Akechi, now more so than ever, and especially when they're for his own good. ]
It's nutritious, and you haven't been eating well since you returned. If the Moon really is at fault and you're going to go up against her, you need to be at your full strength.
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[ He rifles quietly through the drawer of tea bags with one hand, texts with the other. ]
Have you ever tried attacking the moon? The one that hangs in the sky, I mean.
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[ Even he knows admitting to using Riot Gun on the literal moon all those months ago is foolish. It sounds stupid.
It wasn't. It isn't. He would stand by it if someone had witnessed it.
But in this text exchange, perhaps that's a little secret he keeps for himself. ]
Though I'm not against an attempt if we can do it effectively.
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[ A fool's errand indeed, considering what a fool he's talking to. ]
Perhaps if we combined our might, we'd be able to get a little closer than we otherwise would.
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Adam Kadmon could definitely reach the moon.
...
Hm. ]
If we have an opportunity to launch a surprise strike on her, I'm not against the attempt.
But for now, I need to do more research on how to slaughter her.
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[ Ah, shit– he was so preoccupied with gently roasting Akechi, he forgot about the kettle. It whistles for a few harsh, shrill seconds before he can get it off the heat.
Surely no one heard that. ]
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More likely-]
Why are you making tea at this hour?
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He shouldn't do this. This is cruel. ]
Oh, you heard that noise too? I wonder who it was...
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For a second. Two. Three. He knows what the sound is, but for a moment-
His mind and imagination wander. She could be screwing with them. It's not as if she hasn't done that before.
He looks out his window. Nothing. The bird's asleep on the overhead above his bedroom.
Out of the room, into the hall- a quick glance around. Nothing. The house is the same as always. ]
You're making tea. Don't be stupid.
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You ought to go to sleep.
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No, I'm certain I heard something.
If you're going to insist you had nothing to do with it, then we need to check the house.
Now.
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Anyhow, stay where you are. I'll be there in a moment.
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[ He will just stand here then.
Listening for the moon. ]
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1/3
I woke up a short time ago. I'm far from that limit.
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He waits. Stares into the darkness for a beast to emerge and- ]
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However, because Maruki thinks he's funny– ]
Squeak!
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He doesn't bother responding through text.
Shuffling papers, barely legible lines connecting theories to people to the moon and-
Akechi places them neatly on his desk, as if a deranged madman wasn't drawing connections for 72 hours by candlelight.
He opens the door. ]
What is it?
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Drink this.
[ It's super mega sleepytime tea. Extreme valerian root edition. ]
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Akechi holds the warm cup in his hands. Doesn't take a sip - not yet. ]
Why?
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Unfortunately, he does a lot of things he shouldn't do to Akechi, now more so than ever, and especially when they're for his own good. ]
It's nutritious, and you haven't been eating well since you returned. If the Moon really is at fault and you're going to go up against her, you need to be at your full strength.
[ Ergo, ]
Drink.
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I'm eating well. Worry about your own wellbeing and stop thinking about mine. I can handle myself.
[ But maybe he could indulge in a little drink. It can't hurt.
He takes a sip, then a longer one. It tastes pretty good.
And after a minute, two, three-
He's relaxed, at least. Sits down on the edge of his bed. ]
What kind of tea is this? It's not the worst thing you've ever made.
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Some sort of superfood blend. I'm hardly an expert on tea, but I thought it sounded good.
[ It really is free and easy to lie to Akechi.
A quick glance over the desk, the very neatly piled books and papers. ]
Were you working on something?
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[ It makes sense to him, the madman in question.
Which he doesn't feel like explaining, suddenly. He blinks and blinks and blinks - this super drink ain't shit.
His eyelids feel like lead. ]
But it has nothing conclusive or new connections beyond what we've spoken about previously.
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