Every word is stated with a hidden intent, a double-meaning. Honest, and not. Truthful, and yet. It's all ands with Maruki and it's never been more apparent than this moment, under fading sunlight and Akechi's piercing gaze meant to rattle a just kidding out of him.
It doesn't happen.
This isn't musing. Not passing, idle thoughts. The implication from their previous conversation to the topic at hand clear and-
It's a putrid, festering tint at the edge of every word. Akechi was right about Maruki, in a sense, and it gives him a moment of brief satisfaction. A request. A probe. All hidden in the words. He isn't hiding anything and yet-
Would anyone else really understand what the humble researcher is asking? Unlikely.
Even he can't peg the full undertone in full. Are they really allies, maybe? With a sordid plan hinted to test resolve. Willpower.
Akechi doesn't care - a shared goal confirmed. Leaving at all costs, implied. That's all he needs.]
As you know, I'm one that values fact, evidence and the truth above all else.
[His hands fold neatly against his knees and he leans forward, looking every part the conspiratorial ally.
Maruki Takuto's company has never been hated or enjoyed more than this moment - each sensation flipping like a rapidly rotating hourglass. ]
Let me know when you're ready to try and I will make myself available to assist.
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Every word is stated with a hidden intent, a double-meaning. Honest, and not. Truthful, and yet. It's all ands with Maruki and it's never been more apparent than this moment, under fading sunlight and Akechi's piercing gaze meant to rattle a just kidding out of him.
It doesn't happen.
This isn't musing. Not passing, idle thoughts. The implication from their previous conversation to the topic at hand clear and-
For a second, Akechi laughs - mirthless and blasé. Just kidding doesn't come out of Maruki's mouth still. Only coherent thoughts. Logical assumptions. Rot.
A plan.
It's a putrid, festering tint at the edge of every word. Akechi was right about Maruki, in a sense, and it gives him a moment of brief satisfaction. A request. A probe. All hidden in the words. He isn't hiding anything and yet-
Would anyone else really understand what the humble researcher is asking? Unlikely.
Even he can't peg the full undertone in full. Are they really allies, maybe? With a sordid plan hinted to test resolve. Willpower.
Akechi doesn't care - a shared goal confirmed. Leaving at all costs, implied. That's all he needs.]
As you know, I'm one that values fact, evidence and the truth above all else.
[His hands fold neatly against his knees and he leans forward, looking every part the conspiratorial ally.
Maruki Takuto's company has never been hated or enjoyed more than this moment - each sensation flipping like a rapidly rotating hourglass. ]
Let me know when you're ready to try and I will make myself available to assist.