[ Ooooh, that tone already makes his own even angrier. Sitting so high and mighty on an undeserved throne and he wants nothing more than to knock this asshole down right into the proverbial moat.
He doesn't. He leans in more than he probably should in order to get his point across, but he doesn't throw another limb. ]
You were the one who started takin' jabs at me like it was your job in the first place!
As if I'm so petty. You're the only one that immature here.
[ Sakamoto gets close - enough to make Akechi uncomfortable when he knows any provocation will fall on him to take responsbility for. He promised to play along, play nice, play his part in a team - he didn't promise to take this shit lying down.
The Monabus is hot. Skull's breath makes it worse.
He lets his words linger and the moment, the second, the millisecond after Ryuji's mouth opens again, if it does-
Akechi throws a hand up to cover Sakamoto's mouth with a clawed hand and squeezes. ]
[ Ryuji Sakamoto is not a fountain of good ideas. He's a fountain of impulse, especially when anything or anyone is trying to plug that fountain up, defiance only fueling it further to push whatever annoying-ass stopper is in his way.
Which is to say, he'll realize it isn't a good idea to double down against Akechi's hand on his mouth with teeth in a minute or so.
Right now he's going for it, fire in his eyes as he bites down and pushes forward, forward, as if daring Akechi to keep trying to hold him back. ]
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[ Ooooh, that tone already makes his own even angrier. Sitting so high and mighty on an undeserved throne and he wants nothing more than to knock this asshole down right into the proverbial moat.
He doesn't. He leans in more than he probably should in order to get his point across, but he doesn't throw another limb. ]
You were the one who started takin' jabs at me like it was your job in the first place!
[ Yet. ]
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[ Sakamoto gets close - enough to make Akechi uncomfortable when he knows any provocation will fall on him to take responsbility for. He promised to play along, play nice, play his part in a team - he didn't promise to take this shit lying down.
The Monabus is hot. Skull's breath makes it worse.
He lets his words linger and the moment, the second, the millisecond after Ryuji's mouth opens again, if it does-
Akechi throws a hand up to cover Sakamoto's mouth with a clawed hand and squeezes. ]
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Which is to say, he'll realize it isn't a good idea to double down against Akechi's hand on his mouth with teeth in a minute or so.
Right now he's going for it, fire in his eyes as he bites down and pushes forward, forward, as if daring Akechi to keep trying to hold him back. ]
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The shock of him biting like a rabid dog makes him reel back, for a second. His back hits the bus.
And only a second.
The pressure from Skull's bite is felt through the few small openings in his armor. The few sections of cloth on his hand and-
He squeezes Ryuji's face as hard as he can and lunges forward to shove him into the other side of the Monabus.
There's a Knock it off! - shrill and all compassing. He doesn't give a fuck what that stupid cat says. ]
If you're going to act like an animal, I'll muzzle you like one. Your friends will consider it an upgrade, I'm sure.