[Do you think he's stupid? Dumb? He killed his father? He had a four year scheme to murder someone and overthrow the government???? And it worked??? Maruki????]
Hidden. For a reason. I'm not going to leave my personal information out for prying eyes to see.
No, not many, but I know how to operate in such dire straits.
Feel free to practice what you preach - please tell me where all your personal credit cards, IDs, koseki tohon, passwords, bank account and tax payer information is located in the apartment.
[ Fine! FINE. Maruki will find his own passport in his desk and send a picture of the photo. Nothing remarkable, aside from the fact that he's almost a decade younger in it . The passport's nearing the end of its lifespan; he'll have to renew soon if this is going to work. ]
[He could choose to go back to class at this point for additional time with the professor and leave Maruki on read.
Could. Doesn't. Fulfilling both sides of an exchange is a way to maintain trust in process.]
In my room, under the mattress, there's a small envelope taped to the bottom of the second to last bar of the bedframe. All my remaining personal documents are there. Do not look at anything except for the passport photo as discussed.
[Guess What! When he does? Akechi is in his purest bitch form for the photo. It's not Detective Prince quality. ♥]
He doesn't waste any time finding the envelope. Doesn't look at any of the other documents.
But he does write down Akechi's passport number.
The photo barely registers. That number was all he needed. A moment of hesitation, then he snaps a picture of the whole thing – just in case there's more info he'll need. When was the last time he booked a flight? He really can't remember what they ask for...
But this ought to do it. He replaces the documents, the envelope, the mattress, then moves to his laptop out in the living room as he taps out a response. ]
I've never seen a truer representation of you. They really captured your joy for life.
[SOMEONE LEARNED TO GET MOUTHY IN SOMNIUS!!! How wonderful! How nice! Die!]
My last class for the day starts in an hour. Afterwards, I'll likely take a detour to Kichijoji and then the grocery store. I'll be home before our normal dinner time.
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AHEHAHEEHHAEUAHEHEAHUER
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No reason, it just popped into my head.
Out of curiosity, where is it?
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Hidden. For a reason. I'm not going to leave my personal information out for prying eyes to see.
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If there's a fire and one of us has to rescue our personal documents, we should both know where they are.
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Feel free to practice what you preach - please tell me where all your personal credit cards, IDs, koseki tohon, passwords, bank account and tax payer information is located in the apartment.
In case of a fire, of course.
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You're killing me.
Fine. I want to laugh at your passport photo.
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My photo looks great, for the record. I know how to take a good picture. It was part of my job.
Send me your photo.
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[ That's not even what he was doing this for, but now it's about the principle of the matter. ]
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[ Fine! FINE. Maruki will find his own passport in his desk and send a picture of the photo. Nothing remarkable, aside from the fact that he's almost a decade younger in it . The passport's nearing the end of its lifespan; he'll have to renew soon if this is going to work. ]
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I may still have samples of an eye cream given to me when I was a celebrity. Would you like to have them?
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Sure. If they haven't expired.
Photo, please.
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Could. Doesn't. Fulfilling both sides of an exchange is a way to maintain trust in process.]
In my room, under the mattress, there's a small envelope taped to the bottom of the second to last bar of the bedframe. All my remaining personal documents are there. Do not look at anything except for the passport photo as discussed.
[Guess What! When he does? Akechi is in his purest bitch form for the photo. It's not Detective Prince quality. ♥]
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OH, MARUKI WINS. MARUKI TAKUTO WINS.
He doesn't waste any time finding the envelope. Doesn't look at any of the other documents.
But he does write down Akechi's passport number.
The photo barely registers. That number was all he needed. A moment of hesitation, then he snaps a picture of the whole thing – just in case there's more info he'll need. When was the last time he booked a flight? He really can't remember what they ask for...
But this ought to do it. He replaces the documents, the envelope, the mattress, then moves to his laptop out in the living room as he taps out a response. ]
I've never seen a truer representation of you. They really captured your joy for life.
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It's stupid of you to take so many anyway. What's the point? No one's going to look at them.
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What time do you think you'll be home?
[ HE'S GOTTA WORK FAST ]
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My last class for the day starts in an hour. Afterwards, I'll likely take a detour to Kichijoji and then the grocery store. I'll be home before our normal dinner time.
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