[he is dressed in his P5D outfit! which is now sporting some very light ketchup and mustard stains. he tried to scrub them out, I promise]
[. . . anyway, he is also lingering outside the chipmunk cabin, sitting on the porch with his hands in his pockets and his shoulders squared. he seems to be deep in thought! and every so often his gaze flickers up, like he's looking for something]
[something. . . flickers on Akira's expression at that. and he looks like he wants to say something else, mouth falling open. but he thinks better of it and snaps his mouth shut, jaw set tightly]
[it helps that he's talking. . . it helps that Akira trusts Chuuya, despite him saying he trusts 45. for a moment, Akira's brows furrow in a conflicted expression]
I just-- [it's going to sound stupid]
I feel like she might try something tonight. I don't have any reason to think this, it's just a gut feeling.
[. . .]
And if she does try anything, I'm worried she might come after-- me.
Well. Chuuya can't fault that logic, really. Akira's instinct is good.]
Well she can't kill you if she can't find you, right?
Let's trade places tonight. If she goes looking for you and finds me instead, she won't kill me. And you'll be safely hidden, because nobody will know it's not me.
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[. . . anyway, he is also lingering outside the chipmunk cabin, sitting on the porch with his hands in his pockets and his shoulders squared. he seems to be deep in thought! and every so often his gaze flickers up, like he's looking for something]
[when he sees Chuuya, his body relaxes]
Chuuya! Over here!
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But yeah Chuuya is coming over to see what Akira wants. ]
Hey. Get in a food fight or something?
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Minako and I messed up the kitchen pretty well before we cleaned it. So you could say that.
[a pause]
How are you doing?
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[RIP dance outfit.]
I'm okay? Still waiting for the other shoe to drop, but there's not much we can do until then.
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[too late for that, though]
[Akira's brows furrow at that answer and, with one last look around their surroundings, he reaches out to tug on Chuuya's sleeve]
Can we talk inside the cabin?
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Sure, c'mon.
[Let's go to one of their cabins, yes. Time for privacy!]
What happened?
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What? Nothing, it's just--
[. . . is it just Chuuya, or does he seem pretty nervous?]
I'm worried about tomorrow.
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[HONESTLY Chuuya is worried about the same thing. He's so sure a murder is going to happen.]
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Yeah.
[. . .]
[he peers outside the window again]
You were close to 45 back at the mansion, right?
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[He's been a little worried, but now his worry is spiking.]
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If she's your friend. . . then how much do you trust her?
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[YEAH...sorry Akira, when he trusts someone, he goes hard with it.]
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Okay.
. . . if you say so.
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If you have something to say, say it.
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No, I-- [ugh] It's not that anything happened.
[ugh he hates feeling like this]
I'm just anxious. That's all.
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[He's. Not the best at coaxing answers out of people. But he's talking instead of yelling so there's that at least?]
C'mon Akira, talk to me. What's on your mind?
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I just-- [it's going to sound stupid]
I feel like she might try something tonight. I don't have any reason to think this, it's just a gut feeling.
[. . .]
And if she does try anything, I'm worried she might come after-- me.
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Two: why you, of all people?
[Like. Chuuya doesn't believe that 45 will kill Akira, but Akira is worried about it so he's not going to write off those fears as nothing.]
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[a note of frustration appears in his voice at that, and he presses a hand against his face]
I can't explain it, Chuuya. It's just-- it's just a feeling.
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[looks a bit surprised at that question, then his brows furrow]
No, that's not it. All I can really say is that it's intinct.
[he lifts a hand, holding it over his heart, fingers curling into his shirt]
That it's an intuition I can't shake, no matter how hard I try.
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Well. Chuuya can't fault that logic, really. Akira's instinct is good.]
Well she can't kill you if she can't find you, right?
Let's trade places tonight. If she goes looking for you and finds me instead, she won't kill me. And you'll be safely hidden, because nobody will know it's not me.
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No, I-- I can't do that. I promised Dick and Yin Yu and Tsurumaru I'd stay with them tonight.
[and I already put in my curfew comment I'M TOO LAZY FOR THIS]
. . . plus, I don't want to put you in danger. I wouldn't want her to go after you just to get to me.
[why is he bringing this all back to him. . .?]
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[He. Sounds sure of this.]
Besides, I'd rather protect you than have anything happen to you.
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[his expression shifts from the paranoid nervousness he's been wearing since this conversation began into something. . . far more grateful]
. . . thanks.
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