Vanishes the second he hears Akechi-senpai. It's so outlandish and ridiculous that all his ire escapes with a barely held back scoff. Bizarre. Weird. It elicits a sensation between amusement and-
It doesn't matter.
Because he begins with an unrelenting flurry of attacks. Intense and without regard to Maruki's earlier battle. This time -
Akechi is learning, not teaching. New physical attacks bruise - a status boost somewhere in there. A tentacle always nearby ready to heal - a realization that such an ability is abnormal in itself. Attacking with this power, to immediately heal seconds after through sheer force of will is-
Incredible. Exciting. Annoying. Irritating. The dual power - no, more than that. It's novel. A league of his own. Almighty attacks hit him 10 times in a row, exhaust him, a tentacle heals him and he's fine.
At some point, Akechi barks to stop healing him. Maruki relents with slurp of spaghetti. He doesn't need the pity - he wants every bit of pain, every bit of force, understand that monster in front of him that Akechi will have to sick Loki on. Stick a bullet through.
Two particular almighty attacks - one status boost, the other a high damage skill that isn't the one residing in Robin Hood. Akechi can't recall such a vast array of abilities. It's more than normal. His adapt and change with a limit.
How does he deal with someone who doesn't abide by limits?
He does he deal with another Joker?
Maruki is new - these are levels Akechi reached after years of consistent training.
The special ones always seem to excel through sheer talent. It-
Makes him sick.
He attacks again, and again, and again. Requests skills to try dodging high powered almighty attacks. The bless one is a new favorite despite its nullification against Robin Hood. It's a problem in the making for Loki, who will flounder against it. He needs to figure out methods of dodging now and-
This goes on well into the night - until Akechi finally relents with his own depleted stamina, a silent wave indicating he's ready to be healed, though it doesn't stop the bone deep fatigue creeping through every muscle. Heart pounding with an overwhelming thump, thump, thump in his ears.
That was exhausting.
Exciting.
Fun.
Like having a rival again.
He doesn't think about it. Lays with his back against the grass to catch his breath while the healtacle does its sacred duty.]
My, what an array you turned out to have. To think that was just under the surface and all it took was some twisted arboretum to pull it out.
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Vanishes the second he hears Akechi-senpai. It's so outlandish and ridiculous that all his ire escapes with a barely held back scoff. Bizarre. Weird. It elicits a sensation between amusement and-
It doesn't matter.
Because he begins with an unrelenting flurry of attacks. Intense and without regard to Maruki's earlier battle. This time -
Akechi is learning, not teaching. New physical attacks bruise - a status boost somewhere in there. A tentacle always nearby ready to heal - a realization that such an ability is abnormal in itself. Attacking with this power, to immediately heal seconds after through sheer force of will is-
Incredible. Exciting. Annoying. Irritating. The dual power - no, more than that. It's novel. A league of his own. Almighty attacks hit him 10 times in a row, exhaust him, a tentacle heals him and he's fine.
At some point, Akechi barks to stop healing him. Maruki relents with slurp of spaghetti. He doesn't need the pity - he wants every bit of pain, every bit of force, understand that monster in front of him that Akechi will have to sick Loki on. Stick a bullet through.
Two particular almighty attacks - one status boost, the other a high damage skill that isn't the one residing in Robin Hood. Akechi can't recall such a vast array of abilities. It's more than normal. His adapt and change with a limit.
How does he deal with someone who doesn't abide by limits?
He does he deal with another Joker?
Maruki is new - these are levels Akechi reached after years of consistent training.
The special ones always seem to excel through sheer talent. It-
Makes him sick.
He attacks again, and again, and again. Requests skills to try dodging high powered almighty attacks. The bless one is a new favorite despite its nullification against Robin Hood. It's a problem in the making for Loki, who will flounder against it. He needs to figure out methods of dodging now and-
This goes on well into the night - until Akechi finally relents with his own depleted stamina, a silent wave indicating he's ready to be healed, though it doesn't stop the bone deep fatigue creeping through every muscle. Heart pounding with an overwhelming thump, thump, thump in his ears.
That was exhausting.
Exciting.
Fun.
Like having a rival again.
He doesn't think about it. Lays with his back against the grass to catch his breath while the healtacle does its sacred duty.]
My, what an array you turned out to have. To think that was just under the surface and all it took was some twisted arboretum to pull it out.