The House always wins until a thief robs them blind, detective.
[the cheek!! but he relaxes a bit when Akechi picks up the dice. good. . . the game is still on, which he takes to mean that Akechi doesn't feel trapped in this very moment. after all, Akira is more than glad to return their usual push-pull. their dynamic was something. . . unique. and as much as he missed Akechi, he also missed the constant pressure to improve and better himself, just to be a worthy rival]
[and. . . these sorts of dumb games. . . they should be fun, right? not marred by some supernatural forces who cannot seem to understand the human heart]
[that's what Akira likes to think, anyway]
[he grins a li'l at the dice, arms folded as he leans back in his chair, chin lifted]
It's a lot better than "slap nose." And I didn't back down from that one.
[he swings both legs out from under the table, crossing one over the other, and nods towards the top knee]
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The House always wins until a thief robs them blind, detective.
[the cheek!! but he relaxes a bit when Akechi picks up the dice. good. . . the game is still on, which he takes to mean that Akechi doesn't feel trapped in this very moment. after all, Akira is more than glad to return their usual push-pull. their dynamic was something. . . unique. and as much as he missed Akechi, he also missed the constant pressure to improve and better himself, just to be a worthy rival]
[and. . . these sorts of dumb games. . . they should be fun, right? not marred by some supernatural forces who cannot seem to understand the human heart]
[that's what Akira likes to think, anyway]
[he grins a li'l at the dice, arms folded as he leans back in his chair, chin lifted]
It's a lot better than "slap nose." And I didn't back down from that one.
[he swings both legs out from under the table, crossing one over the other, and nods towards the top knee]
Well, then?