[. . . it's stupid, it's mundane, but it. . . helps. Akira pictures the leaky ceiling, the gentle thrum of rain beating against the rooftop. he pictures the water droplets condensing until they're too bit to stay stuck to the rafters, until they splatter on the wooden floor and scatter into thousands of tiny beads]
[he pictures that instead of Akechi's betrayed expression, blood pouring from his side]
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Date: 2020-06-27 02:20 am (UTC)[he pictures that instead of Akechi's betrayed expression, blood pouring from his side]
Huh. . . [his voice is quiet] Did it work. . .?