[He lets the nudge go - moves with it, and settles back into his stride.]
Unlikely, though I was often up at this time. If someone managed to snap a photo of me wandering that late at night, it could lead to a scandal. 'Detective Prince seen walking through alleyways in the dead of night - what's he hiding?' - Ah, the media is something else.
[But who cares. It's irrelevant.]
You can never know for certain, but change is inevitable. [A beat. Eren. Joker. Maruki. Aubrey.] Even if you're set in your ways. It's a requirement to survive.
[Drinking coffee. Playing chess. Jogging. Wandering through different realities. Akechi isn't sure who he's thinking about anymore.]
To stand still means to die. I feel as though Eren felt the same. No matter what, I'm assured he put that same drive into those around him who needed it most.
[His name—the rustle of leaves on a still sunset. It’s not a harsh sound, Eren; the gentle creak of floorboards in an ever-turning windmill; a soft hand in a training grounds; an exhale.
[Akechi’s first to say it today. The blade in Aubrey’s chest twists. He cares. That’s all he has to say. It’s clear as the stars.
[There’s no media to trail them; not here, not tonight. One person talks, the other listens; and the third is gone, and they move forward.]
He told me not to waste the time we had together, and… I don’t regret a second.
[The fist closes, squeezing empty air. Some faint trace of a smile encroaches anyway, as she looks back to Akechi.] He’d want that for you, too. I’m sure of it.
He isn't here to see it through. He can't speak for himself. He no longer exists.
But Akechi sees him in the way Aubrey moves - not only in that motion, but in her stride, her words.
Akechi hates Eren. Hated him. Will hate him forever.
Akechi hates Aubrey. Will continue to. Will never stop.]
I'll take your word for it. [He doesn't care.] All that matters is that you continue to persevere. None of us were meant to be here and none of us will stay. He left first, but we'll all join him in time if all goes as it should.
[A beat, and-]
What better gift to give to someone you love than to shatter a reality that stole his autonomy and ensure he can't be taken hostage again.
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Unlikely, though I was often up at this time. If someone managed to snap a photo of me wandering that late at night, it could lead to a scandal. 'Detective Prince seen walking through alleyways in the dead of night - what's he hiding?' - Ah, the media is something else.
[But who cares. It's irrelevant.]
You can never know for certain, but change is inevitable. [A beat. Eren. Joker. Maruki. Aubrey.] Even if you're set in your ways. It's a requirement to survive.
[Drinking coffee. Playing chess. Jogging. Wandering through different realities. Akechi isn't sure who he's thinking about anymore.]
To stand still means to die. I feel as though Eren felt the same. No matter what, I'm assured he put that same drive into those around him who needed it most.
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[His name—the rustle of leaves on a still sunset. It’s not a harsh sound, Eren; the gentle creak of floorboards in an ever-turning windmill; a soft hand in a training grounds; an exhale.
[Akechi’s first to say it today. The blade in Aubrey’s chest twists. He cares. That’s all he has to say. It’s clear as the stars.
[There’s no media to trail them; not here, not tonight. One person talks, the other listens; and the third is gone, and they move forward.]
That’s exactly what he did.
[Absently, her hand curls around her heart.]
He told me not to waste the time we had together, and… I don’t regret a second.
[The fist closes, squeezing empty air. Some faint trace of a smile encroaches anyway, as she looks back to Akechi.] He’d want that for you, too. I’m sure of it.
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He isn't here to see it through. He can't speak for himself. He no longer exists.
But Akechi sees him in the way Aubrey moves - not only in that motion, but in her stride, her words.
Akechi hates Eren. Hated him. Will hate him forever.
Akechi hates Aubrey. Will continue to. Will never stop.]
I'll take your word for it. [He doesn't care.] All that matters is that you continue to persevere. None of us were meant to be here and none of us will stay. He left first, but we'll all join him in time if all goes as it should.
[A beat, and-]
What better gift to give to someone you love than to shatter a reality that stole his autonomy and ensure he can't be taken hostage again.
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[He’s right, of course. All of this was only ever temporary. The question is, who’s next? How long will it take?
[The fist unravels. Lingers, though.]
Wouldn’t have thought about it like a gift. [Maybe that will help. It’s necessary, one way or another.] But we’ll all give it to him, yeah?
[Together at the end of the world. Morbid thought.
[Sometimes those aren’t all bad.]
We’ll hold each other to it. And then it’ll be over.
[She nods, to no one in particular. Her hand falls, and out of habit lands on the sword’s hilt.
[It’s kept there.]
I can’t wait. [Aubrey sounds tired.] When this reality cracks again, we’re doing something. Right?
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He sees her among thieves.
A strong resolve that would draw her into palaces to right wrongs. Pathetic, meaningless bonds that would tie her to a group of vigilantes.]
Of course. For Eren-
[And they will shatter reality regardless of the face she needs to visualize to do so. He doesn't care.]
We won't falter. We'll fight - break apart this world piece by piece, no matter how much time it takes.