[open] because i can only be me

[simulatio]

Who: Goro Akechi and YOU
What: catch-all for august
Where: heavenly blanc, wall market; others tbd
When: yes
Content Warnings: threads with p5r spoilers will be tagged as such! please toss a comment on my spoiler opt-out post if you'd like me to avoid mentioning any p5/p5r spoilers in tags with your character.

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[forethinking]

(As Akechi should. He'd been manipulated by Yaldabaoth, by Shido, even by Ren himself, to which he very easily justifies as comprehensible. Seen that it did save his life and all.

Of course the seriousness of the words hit him first more than anything. The tension can be cut with a knife, easily, and Ren is attentive. This is a first for him too, this tone and this sort of behaviour from Akechi, as if his life depended on this one response.

One that, as per usual, only Ren has a say in the matter. Certainly he doesn't waver, no hesitant words coming out from the lips, although there is a certain tension tugging at Ren's shoulders, like there isn't anything more important than what he was about to say, like he should choose his words very carefully.

Good thing his brain already picked up on the working braincells that made him coherent. Quiet, but straight to the point in his resolves. The eyes are piercing through Akechi's own when he says the words.)

Wouldn't ever be any other way.

[simulatio]

[He doesn't even hesitate. It's that quiet, steady resolve that drew Akechi to him in the first place, as far back as the TV studio.

A corner of his lip curves up into the barest of smiles.]

Good.

[He sets his hands on the bar and pushes himself to his feet, reaching for his jacket and pulling it on. His mind is racing, heart pounding, but as always, he keeps it from his face through practice and willpower alone.]

The curry was excellent, [he says, as if this were just a normal conversation, and nothing something entirely reality-shifting all on its own. He grabs his briefcase off the nearby chair, for all intents and purposes looking like he's about to leave.]

As for the rest... [he looks back over his shoulder, the smirk and challenge visible in his eyes.] I'll think about it.

[There's no going back.]

[forethinking]

(Akechi is such a pain.

After all this, he still manages to pretend this was such a normal conversation, like he hadn't just put Ren in such a do-or-die position... Not that he minded too much.

The compliment is received with a smile, albeit it's faint from how exhausted this conversation had left him. Promises, deals, expectations, talking. It felt refreshing to be honest with Akechi though, undoubtedly unaware of the web of lies that were presented to him.

For now, he just offers a quiet laugh and a shake of his head. Of course Akechi would leave him waiting - there's no way that's a glance and a mouth of indecision.)

See you, Akechi.