His goddamn life with his own, with Dazai's, with little shitty trinkets that are supposed to be worth Akechi Goro.
Akechi can't stand it. A chill creeps up his spine and it's not the weather causing it, hackles raised. His focus off the encroaching ice on his leg, sword now pointed towards Dazai and slashing with intent to harm. To push him back. To get him scrambling against the wall.
A gun at his side his next resort. It would be easier. Doesn't need it yet.
He's sick of dealing with other people.]
I said leave - I don't need whatever constitutes your goddamn help. Whether it's pity, or a body. What kind of idiot thinks a demon would take one, if offered two? Don't be a fool.
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His goddamn life with his own, with Dazai's, with little shitty trinkets that are supposed to be worth Akechi Goro.
Akechi can't stand it. A chill creeps up his spine and it's not the weather causing it, hackles raised. His focus off the encroaching ice on his leg, sword now pointed towards Dazai and slashing with intent to harm. To push him back. To get him scrambling against the wall.
A gun at his side his next resort. It would be easier. Doesn't need it yet.
He's sick of dealing with other people.]
I said leave - I don't need whatever constitutes your goddamn help. Whether it's pity, or a body. What kind of idiot thinks a demon would take one, if offered two? Don't be a fool.