[Akira is graceful, movements fluid, as sinewy as a cat and just as nimble. He's somersaulted over opponents' heads and has twisted his body to break through a glass window. If he tells his body to do something, to be controlled, it will simply do it.
The world goes still again, but there is no peace to it. There is only the shock of it all going still, the dust shaken off the lockbox in his heart - and his feet, stumbling upon the ground. The strange bag he woke up with doesn't drop into the dirt, but only because he catches it at a delay.
Akechi Goro, here. Akechi Goro, the person he failed the most.]
You know Akechi.
[There's only one thing that truly frightens Akira, and that's running away. To leave behind someone in pain, or in need, or someone simply depending on him.
He doesn't get terrified, but this might be something adjacent to it.
His voice is soft, until it is no longer.]
Is he from your reality? [There's no finesse to his questions, now, only a raw urgency that threads through each of his words.] When is he from?
[That might not be the right way to refer to it, but he doesn't care anymore. Can't, to be more specific. He's a prisoner to the need to know more.]
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The world goes still again, but there is no peace to it. There is only the shock of it all going still, the dust shaken off the lockbox in his heart - and his feet, stumbling upon the ground. The strange bag he woke up with doesn't drop into the dirt, but only because he catches it at a delay.
Akechi Goro, here. Akechi Goro, the person he failed the most.]
You know Akechi.
[There's only one thing that truly frightens Akira, and that's running away. To leave behind someone in pain, or in need, or someone simply depending on him.
He doesn't get terrified, but this might be something adjacent to it.
His voice is soft, until it is no longer.]
Is he from your reality? [There's no finesse to his questions, now, only a raw urgency that threads through each of his words.] When is he from?
[That might not be the right way to refer to it, but he doesn't care anymore. Can't, to be more specific. He's a prisoner to the need to know more.]