He's furious - a vile sort of righteous anger that takes the appearance of a disease and Akechi can see the infection course through his veins, corrupt his mind, unleash something new.
It delights him - an all too familiar attack catching him off-guard only because it's not the norm for this one to come out immediately. It's meant to end their sessions, temporarily stop a barrage, or force their hands into the final phase of training. Maruki never uses it first.
Akechi gets hit in quick succession - five rapid hits landing before he manages to guard. The pain miniscule - covered up by his own joy at a provocation finally breaking Maruki down. A honey coated smile meant to needle further spreads over his face, in a light, joyous tone full of feigned benevolence Maruki hates more than anything.]
Oh my - I didn't realize how mad you were. My deepest apologies. It's not my intent to cause such anger. I hope you can forgive me.
[And he knows what Maruki wants to see and-
'Robin Hood' appears in a barrage of light instead, a smug smirk peaking through Akechi's fingertips that are pressed against his face. Flames. Fire. A beam headed for the one weak point he knows about.
A Kouga, but one not directly aimed at single tentacle or Maruki - he needs to find that shitty healtacle first in the swarming mass of lookalikes.
The bright light is headed for the center of many, in hopes of sussing out healing one by the differences in damage.]
no subject
He's furious - a vile sort of righteous anger that takes the appearance of a disease and Akechi can see the infection course through his veins, corrupt his mind, unleash something new.
It delights him - an all too familiar attack catching him off-guard only because it's not the norm for this one to come out immediately. It's meant to end their sessions, temporarily stop a barrage, or force their hands into the final phase of training. Maruki never uses it first.
Akechi gets hit in quick succession - five rapid hits landing before he manages to guard. The pain miniscule - covered up by his own joy at a provocation finally breaking Maruki down. A honey coated smile meant to needle further spreads over his face, in a light, joyous tone full of feigned benevolence Maruki hates more than anything.]
Oh my - I didn't realize how mad you were. My deepest apologies. It's not my intent to cause such anger. I hope you can forgive me.
[And he knows what Maruki wants to see and-
'Robin Hood' appears in a barrage of light instead, a smug smirk peaking through Akechi's fingertips that are pressed against his face. Flames. Fire. A beam headed for the one weak point he knows about.
A Kouga, but one not directly aimed at single tentacle or Maruki - he needs to find that shitty healtacle first in the swarming mass of lookalikes.
The bright light is headed for the center of many, in hopes of sussing out healing one by the differences in damage.]
Maruki-san - this really isn't like you.