An hour passes and Akechi has half a mind to be late on purpose after that final dig. Maybe stay somewhere else for the evening. Conveniently forgetting a months long routine they have both continued with a bizarre, unspoken agreement. '
Thinks about it. Doesn't.
The castle door opens. Shoes at the doorway. No house slippers here, though his eyes always move to the corner of the entryway, as if some will appear. An unshakeable display of muscle memory.
The smell hits him, as usual. A mixture of familiar spices and ingredients. He's mad about it tonight, but sits at his usual seat, hands folded under his chin, as he watches the castle's personal chef work. Amazing how maneuvering pots and pans keeps him from acting like a goddamn part time comedian.]
The assimilation of an arcade into this reality is getting tiring.
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An hour passes and Akechi has half a mind to be late on purpose after that final dig. Maybe stay somewhere else for the evening. Conveniently forgetting a months long routine they have both continued with a bizarre, unspoken agreement. '
Thinks about it. Doesn't.
The castle door opens. Shoes at the doorway. No house slippers here, though his eyes always move to the corner of the entryway, as if some will appear. An unshakeable display of muscle memory.
The smell hits him, as usual. A mixture of familiar spices and ingredients. He's mad about it tonight, but sits at his usual seat, hands folded under his chin, as he watches the castle's personal chef work. Amazing how maneuvering pots and pans keeps him from acting like a goddamn part time comedian.]
The assimilation of an arcade into this reality is getting tiring.