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[It's the duty of a prince to-
Be cognizant of the needs of an ally. A roommate. Nothing more than that.]
If you're hoping for a list, I don't have that. We don't speak as often as you might think. We're not close.
From what I can tell from minor observation, he enjoys peace in whatever manner that can occur. On a couch, in a garden - I can't state where his preference lies. I can imagine it's the act of forcing himself into a state of calm that's worth more than the area itself.
He's a smart man who enjoys intelligent wordplay - discussions of cognitive psience will have him going for hours, though he's fascinated by any new topic. It doesn't have to be with that specific field. Philosophy and religion tend to capture his attention above all. Problems with seemingly impossible solutions. Anything that works the mind.
He doesn't have hobbies, isn't that sad? Perhaps your assistance could help him gain one.
However, there are a few things he enjoys. Some that aren't possible in this reality to the extent it could occur in Tokyo - he enjoys interesting cafes and restaurants. New food. Different flavor combinations. It suits a man who cooks as much as he does.
For entertainment, memes and variety shows. Attending to the needs of his chicken on Eren's farm. He's a caretaker with a bleeding heart - he'll fixate his attention on any wayward creature that looks as if it needs help.
He jokes around more often than you think - allowing him to do so seems to make him content.
Decent coffee. A drink with whoever he considers a friend. Walks to settle the mind. He isn't a fan of crowds or large audiences, but enjoys festivals and places with interesting items to look at.
Above all, it's the act of making a difference, as ambiguous as that is. Often it doesn't need to be a large display - allow him to teach you something new and display that knowledge in a meaningful way to him.
[True bonds, rare and far between. Battles. Displays of strength, and ways to unleash his own.]
I hope gives you enough information to work with should you choose to act on your thought.
Be cognizant of the needs of an ally. A roommate. Nothing more than that.]
If you're hoping for a list, I don't have that. We don't speak as often as you might think. We're not close.
From what I can tell from minor observation, he enjoys peace in whatever manner that can occur. On a couch, in a garden - I can't state where his preference lies. I can imagine it's the act of forcing himself into a state of calm that's worth more than the area itself.
He's a smart man who enjoys intelligent wordplay - discussions of cognitive psience will have him going for hours, though he's fascinated by any new topic. It doesn't have to be with that specific field. Philosophy and religion tend to capture his attention above all. Problems with seemingly impossible solutions. Anything that works the mind.
He doesn't have hobbies, isn't that sad? Perhaps your assistance could help him gain one.
However, there are a few things he enjoys. Some that aren't possible in this reality to the extent it could occur in Tokyo - he enjoys interesting cafes and restaurants. New food. Different flavor combinations. It suits a man who cooks as much as he does.
For entertainment, memes and variety shows. Attending to the needs of his chicken on Eren's farm. He's a caretaker with a bleeding heart - he'll fixate his attention on any wayward creature that looks as if it needs help.
He jokes around more often than you think - allowing him to do so seems to make him content.
Decent coffee. A drink with whoever he considers a friend. Walks to settle the mind. He isn't a fan of crowds or large audiences, but enjoys festivals and places with interesting items to look at.
Above all, it's the act of making a difference, as ambiguous as that is. Often it doesn't need to be a large display - allow him to teach you something new and display that knowledge in a meaningful way to him.
[True bonds, rare and far between. Battles. Displays of strength, and ways to unleash his own.]
I hope gives you enough information to work with should you choose to act on your thought.
[“We’re not close.” Yeah, alright. Aubrey reads it all; reads it again; puts the phone down, gets a paper, jots it down. Maybe in one context, she thinks mid-writing, this would be a suspect profile—but it’s really not that at all.
[Hell, could Aubrey say as much about Akechi? It’s a nice thought. He never presents himself so straightforwardly. Later, she’ll have to try.
[For now, she has a list on Maruki and then some.
[“A caretaker with a bleeding heart”…]
I didn’t know he had a chicken.
[“The act of making a difference.”]
I think I will. Thanks, Akechi.
[And, after a beat,]
You might not be close, and I’m not gonna pull you into anything I do. But if you wanted to act on your own thoughts some time, I bet he’d appreciate it.
I don’t know. Just speculating.
You know him better.
. . . Yeah. I know what it's like.
[ that's what made it so heady. so hard to untangle. there are times even now that dolph still struggles with it. captain laserhawk. the arm of eden. ]
That's why I'm asking. I'm not sure many people do. Or understand.
[ that's what made it so heady. so hard to untangle. there are times even now that dolph still struggles with it. captain laserhawk. the arm of eden. ]
That's why I'm asking. I'm not sure many people do. Or understand.
I, Osamu Dazai, have caused people no small amount of trouble over the last two months. When I think about it, the shame that fills my heart is almost unbearable.
[ It is so unfortunate that this is over text because this is the part where Dazai places his hand over his heart, slumps, hangs his head, and makes every point of ensuring that the world knows how guilty he is (not) before snapping back to attention.
Actually, Akechi should consider himself lucky. ]
But now that reality is no longer collapsing in on itself, I've resolved to change my ways! I plan to do one good deed for each and every inconvenience I've caused.
[ "what the fuck does that even mean" you might be asking. That is a mistake. A horrible mistake. But he senses that quesiton. ]
So you see, I've been offering my services to anyone who seems like they may be in need of help, but I may have overextended myself a bit. In fact, there's no possible way that I could do everything alone.
That's where you come in. You'll help too, right?
[ It is so unfortunate that this is over text because this is the part where Dazai places his hand over his heart, slumps, hangs his head, and makes every point of ensuring that the world knows how guilty he is (not) before snapping back to attention.
Actually, Akechi should consider himself lucky. ]
But now that reality is no longer collapsing in on itself, I've resolved to change my ways! I plan to do one good deed for each and every inconvenience I've caused.
[ "what the fuck does that even mean" you might be asking. That is a mistake. A horrible mistake. But he senses that quesiton. ]
So you see, I've been offering my services to anyone who seems like they may be in need of help, but I may have overextended myself a bit. In fact, there's no possible way that I could do everything alone.
That's where you come in. You'll help too, right?
[There's no need.]
Of course.
[There's no point.]
We're all here to support one another, after all.
[There's no goddamn reason to do any of this. Tokyo will keep their paths from crossing, if luck holds. If Shido's hand stills. If texts pause over the last month of the election and-]
Good luck. I'm sure he'll appreciate your efforts.
[He hates Maruki Takuto.]
Though, I have to say, outside of that topic - the roomba is quite a surprise to see in this reality. Where did you get it?
Of course.
[There's no point.]
We're all here to support one another, after all.
[There's no goddamn reason to do any of this. Tokyo will keep their paths from crossing, if luck holds. If Shido's hand stills. If texts pause over the last month of the election and-]
Good luck. I'm sure he'll appreciate your efforts.
[He hates Maruki Takuto.]
Though, I have to say, outside of that topic - the roomba is quite a surprise to see in this reality. Where did you get it?
[Kazuya's determination or Akechi's petulance - the winner unclear in this little display.
He knows Loki exists in Akechi and Loki wants to make itself known in a sea of viscera. A shared feeling. The same desire. A soul entwined. Loki born from him. Loki is him. Loki is strong because Akechi is and-
They want to tear apart Kazuya and the shitty 'demon' speaking to him.
Hilarious.
Akechi laughs - acidic and cruel despite an attempt to temper it.
He's so tired of this shit.
A taped up smile, a step forward. Robin Hood preparing another Megidolaon. ]
Don't hold back on my account - show me what a 'king' can do against a 'prince.'
[Irritating - it's so goddamn irritating.]
He knows Loki exists in Akechi and Loki wants to make itself known in a sea of viscera. A shared feeling. The same desire. A soul entwined. Loki born from him. Loki is him. Loki is strong because Akechi is and-
They want to tear apart Kazuya and the shitty 'demon' speaking to him.
Hilarious.
Akechi laughs - acidic and cruel despite an attempt to temper it.
He's so tired of this shit.
A taped up smile, a step forward. Robin Hood preparing another Megidolaon. ]
Don't hold back on my account - show me what a 'king' can do against a 'prince.'
[Irritating - it's so goddamn irritating.]
[He should have known that would have been the response. The laugh is just another part of the piece of Akechi, how it's mocking and cruel despite the persona he puts up. Interesting, but he'd gotten the feeling of Akechi's true nature ever since he'd stepped foot onto the beach in front of him. Or rather, his current nature. It'd be unfair to paint him with such a broad stroke if perhaps he was just having a bad day and needed someone to take it out on.]
If that's how you want it.
[It feels bad, truthfully. Using his powers to actively attack a person is something he's sure that Yuzu wouldn't want him to do, no matter how much he's being taunted for it to happen. He'd talked big to try and spook Loki out, to get Akechi to give in and show the demon, but that's not what happens. He rises to the challenge instead, and Kazuya watches with a frown tipped to his lips as the scent of magic permeates the air. Megidolaon. Again. An attack against all three of them, enough that a shield won't work.
Kazuya sighs, lowers his hand, and both Belial and Culebre laugh and shriek in tandem. Culebre rises into the air, just in time for that Megidolaon to connect with both it and the newer demon, crumpling it's body back to the earth again. A solid hit to a demon that didn't have much health left to begin with, and it smokes in an inky darkness as it's body starts to disipate into nothing. And Belial? He simply laughs even harder, leaning forward on his pitchfork.
Kazuya is notably absent, after the blast. An instant teleportation, one that puts him just behind Akechi as he raises his leg to kick him down, just behind his knees. There's a dangerous force behind it, even as Kazuya tries to temper his strength into something that he thinks a human should be able to handle. Hopes a human can handle, anyway.]
A human 'prince' can't compare to a demon 'king'.
[Really, he doesn't think Akechi ever stood a chance, and he's not who he wanted anyway. There's amusement on his face now, though. Something slightly more malicious to match Akechi's mood.
A familiar spark of magic glimmers in Kazuya's hand. More potent than the Megidolaon Akechi had just cast, the Megidolaondyne tickles against his flesh, waiting for a release of the energy.]
If that's how you want it.
[It feels bad, truthfully. Using his powers to actively attack a person is something he's sure that Yuzu wouldn't want him to do, no matter how much he's being taunted for it to happen. He'd talked big to try and spook Loki out, to get Akechi to give in and show the demon, but that's not what happens. He rises to the challenge instead, and Kazuya watches with a frown tipped to his lips as the scent of magic permeates the air. Megidolaon. Again. An attack against all three of them, enough that a shield won't work.
Kazuya sighs, lowers his hand, and both Belial and Culebre laugh and shriek in tandem. Culebre rises into the air, just in time for that Megidolaon to connect with both it and the newer demon, crumpling it's body back to the earth again. A solid hit to a demon that didn't have much health left to begin with, and it smokes in an inky darkness as it's body starts to disipate into nothing. And Belial? He simply laughs even harder, leaning forward on his pitchfork.
Kazuya is notably absent, after the blast. An instant teleportation, one that puts him just behind Akechi as he raises his leg to kick him down, just behind his knees. There's a dangerous force behind it, even as Kazuya tries to temper his strength into something that he thinks a human should be able to handle. Hopes a human can handle, anyway.]
A human 'prince' can't compare to a demon 'king'.
[Really, he doesn't think Akechi ever stood a chance, and he's not who he wanted anyway. There's amusement on his face now, though. Something slightly more malicious to match Akechi's mood.
A familiar spark of magic glimmers in Kazuya's hand. More potent than the Megidolaon Akechi had just cast, the Megidolaondyne tickles against his flesh, waiting for a release of the energy.]
[This is just getting embarrassing...
[He has to admit it's pretty funny, though.]
Sorry, Akechi. My roommate sent that message. I'm sure that probably sounds like a lame excuse.
[He has to admit it's pretty funny, though.]
Sorry, Akechi. My roommate sent that message. I'm sure that probably sounds like a lame excuse.
It's a good thing most don't. Not that it bothers me anymore. It never truly did.
[A little sip, another laugh. False. Practiced. Feign where important.]
I suppose that's a small lie - it wore on me a bit as a child, of course. I was in the foster care system and can't recall how many homes I was sent to. But I managed well enough - the fame was simple enough to get used to over time, despite how jarring it was initially.
[Unwanted by so many, over and over. Over and over. Over and over. Group homes, short term placements, back to another house, start over, get passed back, unwanted, unloved-
It doesn't bother him at all.]
Overall, I will never regret my actions or choices. It's all worthwhile. All necessary. All mine. That's the difference between our scenarios - I only wish you had a choice in any part of your life, as I do.
[A little sip, another laugh. False. Practiced. Feign where important.]
I suppose that's a small lie - it wore on me a bit as a child, of course. I was in the foster care system and can't recall how many homes I was sent to. But I managed well enough - the fame was simple enough to get used to over time, despite how jarring it was initially.
[Unwanted by so many, over and over. Over and over. Over and over. Group homes, short term placements, back to another house, start over, get passed back, unwanted, unloved-
It doesn't bother him at all.]
Overall, I will never regret my actions or choices. It's all worthwhile. All necessary. All mine. That's the difference between our scenarios - I only wish you had a choice in any part of your life, as I do.
[He's going to make whoever put that note up regret it.]
I would enjoy nothing more than to assist you on such a noble and just quest.
[He's so angry.]
Anytime you need my assistance, please reach out and I will help with any task. It's the least I can do for someone in your position and with your degree of seniority. I'm sure many will appreciate your resolve and attempts to make matters right.
I would enjoy nothing more than to assist you on such a noble and just quest.
[He's so angry.]
Anytime you need my assistance, please reach out and I will help with any task. It's the least I can do for someone in your position and with your degree of seniority. I'm sure many will appreciate your resolve and attempts to make matters right.
Is that so? What a shame. I imagine it won't be long before a group rises to take the world from her as well.
Unless she manages to get rid of all competition and dissention, of course. Perhaps by hiring a covert assassin to kill in the dead of night.
Unless she manages to get rid of all competition and dissention, of course. Perhaps by hiring a covert assassin to kill in the dead of night.
I guess so. After the timelines all merged back together, it seems things settled down at least a little bit.
Still. They really weren't kidding when they told me this place loses control. You're doing alright yourself, aren't you?
It's nice to meet you properly, by the way.
Still. They really weren't kidding when they told me this place loses control. You're doing alright yourself, aren't you?
It's nice to meet you properly, by the way.
[ maybe regrets isn't the right word. dolph doesn't regret the few actions he's taken. killing alex was the right thing to do, even if he still mourns what they once were, what they could have been. he mourns his failure with bullfrog even if there was nothing he could have done. fisher's trap was sprung from the moment she laid hands on him.
dolph huffs, taking a sip of his drink. ]
Well. At least we have some now.
dolph huffs, taking a sip of his drink. ]
Well. At least we have some now.
Work in the pursuit of justice, in whatever form that takes.
Of course, I would support those who attempted negotiation with her. A peaceful resolution is always the best one. Any manner to do so would be where my allegiance lies. I'll leave the plans to those more suited for such things, though I have ideas of my own depending on her nature.
What would you do?
In fact, if given a chance to meet with Vaeros now, what would be your path?
Of course, I would support those who attempted negotiation with her. A peaceful resolution is always the best one. Any manner to do so would be where my allegiance lies. I'll leave the plans to those more suited for such things, though I have ideas of my own depending on her nature.
What would you do?
In fact, if given a chance to meet with Vaeros now, what would be your path?
It's a pleasure to meet you as well, Odasaku-san.
It's fascinating, isn't it? To think a place like this exists between all the differing realities we come from, and time displaced even among its own inhabitants. It almost makes you think the universe is crashing in on itself.
However, I digress - thank you for asking. I've been here long enough to get used to such instances - there's no need to worry about me.
It's fascinating, isn't it? To think a place like this exists between all the differing realities we come from, and time displaced even among its own inhabitants. It almost makes you think the universe is crashing in on itself.
However, I digress - thank you for asking. I've been here long enough to get used to such instances - there's no need to worry about me.
[The elation from killing last only a second.
Kazuya wasn't all bark. He teleports. That's new - he's never seen a shadow do that, but that's part of what would make him a king.
Loki fills his chest - heart unbound, soul fraying at wild edges. It would be so easy to unleash it now - let that sword slam into Kazuya's chest, flay him with bursts of energy.
But he doesn't.
Can't let it out. Won't let him win. Turns with rapid force that may have snapped a lessor person's spine, a knife pulled from his side with a flick of his arm.
He hates Kazuya and that laugh -
Vile. Cruel. Mocking. A King -
You're nothing but trash.
[And that knife? Oh it's heading for any part of Kazuya he can reach, as he moves to tackle him to the ground.]
Two seconds.
Because the other shadow is cackling and the ground fills his vision, pain pulses at the back of his legs. Adrenaline. Glee.Kazuya wasn't all bark. He teleports. That's new - he's never seen a shadow do that, but that's part of what would make him a king.
Loki fills his chest - heart unbound, soul fraying at wild edges. It would be so easy to unleash it now - let that sword slam into Kazuya's chest, flay him with bursts of energy.
But he doesn't.
Can't let it out. Won't let him win. Turns with rapid force that may have snapped a lessor person's spine, a knife pulled from his side with a flick of his arm.
He hates Kazuya and that laugh -
Vile. Cruel. Mocking. A King -
Infuriates.
And he laughs too with a bitter maliciousness, a tone hardened.]You're nothing but trash.
[And that knife? Oh it's heading for any part of Kazuya he can reach, as he moves to tackle him to the ground.]
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