[ That does get a reaction out of Maruki. The cackle is familiar– the persona, and the attack it produces, not at all.
He throws an arm up in front of him as the static shrapnel strikes him too, glancing off with a jolting burn. Not enough to make Azathoth claw its way out of his soul, but it's certainly awake now, and Maruki–
Stares at Akechi.
Just stares.
Screw the kettle. Forget the mushrooms. ]
That wasn't a glitch. That wasn't a different appearance. What was that?
[ Akechi gets one chance to not treat Maruki like an idiot about this before the conversation takes a very different turn. ]
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He throws an arm up in front of him as the static shrapnel strikes him too, glancing off with a jolting burn. Not enough to make Azathoth claw its way out of his soul, but it's certainly awake now, and Maruki–
Stares at Akechi.
Just stares.
Screw the kettle. Forget the mushrooms. ]
That wasn't a glitch. That wasn't a different appearance. What was that?
[ Akechi gets one chance to not treat Maruki like an idiot about this before the conversation takes a very different turn. ]