No. And I won't even make a joke using chatspeak about that.
[ Which is how you know it's real shit.
Calmly, so very calmly, Maruki pulls the cognitive psience and investigative journals out of his satchel before hanging it up near the door. Shoes off. No jacket, it's too goddamn hot. He hates summer. If they're here in the winter, he's wishing for an onsen to appear and then killing off whatever yuzu-scented krakens invade Somnius as a consequence himself.
Breathe.
He can't even make himself sit on either couch. He stands a few feet away from them, arms crossed, and smiles plainly at Akechi. ]
You remember the photo that Aubrey received, right? Supposedly of Vaeros, although I think we've already agreed that's highly unlikely at best.
no subject
[ Which is how you know it's real shit.
Calmly, so very calmly, Maruki pulls the cognitive psience and investigative journals out of his satchel before hanging it up near the door. Shoes off. No jacket, it's too goddamn hot. He hates summer. If they're here in the winter, he's wishing for an onsen to appear and then killing off whatever yuzu-scented krakens invade Somnius as a consequence himself.
Breathe.
He can't even make himself sit on either couch. He stands a few feet away from them, arms crossed, and smiles plainly at Akechi. ]
You remember the photo that Aubrey received, right? Supposedly of Vaeros, although I think we've already agreed that's highly unlikely at best.