[There's a not insignificant part of him wants it. Not to kill, because he's still a Phantom Thief and he will never break their code, but to give even half as good as what Maruki got. It's an angry thing tangled together in his chest, the part within him that rises up when someone he cares about is hurt. He cannot change a heart here, so it lashes within his chest instead, wanting the opportunity to strike out.
Akira does what he ever does when he says the things that are genuine but crafted to meet the needs of his situation, choosing the calmer response out of three when he could make a joke or be blunt instead.]
In that case, let's hope neither of us run into him after this.
[Akira's apartment doesn't have the biggest bathroom. With one man at 180 cm and a boy that's almost a man not that far behind, it feels downright tiny. Fortunately, Akira still moves like the world's wiliest cat, so he wriggles around Maruki as soon as he releases him and digs around in his cabinet for the medkit.
His eyebrows have drawn down further in the time that it took to arrive here. None of this bodes well, but there's one detail that's standing out to him more than the rest.]
...You said he uses electric skills. [Glass bottles clink as they're moved to the side, white box pulled free. He sets it on top of the shelving and moves onto the sink next.] I'm assuming he didn't use a Persona, and it was probably too dark to see if he had tally marks on his skin. Did anything seem strange about his teeth?
[Not all blood-drinkers are vampires, but enough are that it's worth an ask. But it still doesn't add up. Do the locals even have access to magic, and if they do, why would one bother with a spell when it would be so much more natural to try and sink their fangs into Maruki's neck?
It points far more to the likelihood of it being one of them, the people like Akira and Maruki that were brought here to be judged. Many of them already seem to have some combat abilities, but this may be the first time that one of them is an active danger to the rest. It changes a lot.]
that's me at all hours
Akira does what he ever does when he says the things that are genuine but crafted to meet the needs of his situation, choosing the calmer response out of three when he could make a joke or be blunt instead.]
In that case, let's hope neither of us run into him after this.
[Akira's apartment doesn't have the biggest bathroom. With one man at 180 cm and a boy that's almost a man not that far behind, it feels downright tiny. Fortunately, Akira still moves like the world's wiliest cat, so he wriggles around Maruki as soon as he releases him and digs around in his cabinet for the medkit.
His eyebrows have drawn down further in the time that it took to arrive here. None of this bodes well, but there's one detail that's standing out to him more than the rest.]
...You said he uses electric skills. [Glass bottles clink as they're moved to the side, white box pulled free. He sets it on top of the shelving and moves onto the sink next.] I'm assuming he didn't use a Persona, and it was probably too dark to see if he had tally marks on his skin. Did anything seem strange about his teeth?
[Not all blood-drinkers are vampires, but enough are that it's worth an ask. But it still doesn't add up. Do the locals even have access to magic, and if they do, why would one bother with a spell when it would be so much more natural to try and sink their fangs into Maruki's neck?
It points far more to the likelihood of it being one of them, the people like Akira and Maruki that were brought here to be judged. Many of them already seem to have some combat abilities, but this may be the first time that one of them is an active danger to the rest. It changes a lot.]