[ Shido is and has always been absolutely paranoid, but even then, Akechi would admit there was a method to his madness. That he’d just called him out of the blue, demanding the removal of some key personnel at such a strange moment ultimately tipped him off.
Ah, but now they’re getting to the crux of the matter. Akechi had expected it to come up, of course. That was the whole reason for this meeting in the first place, but even so the question is not easily answered. He falls silent, his usual easy smile slipping off to leave a grim and sharp expression in its place. It’s not often that one gets to learn about their own future, but Akechi can’t shake the sinking sensation that he’s not going to like what Akira has to say.
Something thrums through the air, a low buzzing almost too quiet to hear, but its presence is enough to prick the hair on the back of his neck. A little bit of anxiousness slipping under the otherwise well-barricaded door that is Goro Akechi. It disperses when he heaves out a sigh, apparently making up his mind. ]
Go ahead. If you don’t tell me, I’m sure one of your precious teammates will.
[ And of all the people, he’d rather hear it from Akira. Akira Kurusu is a lot of things, but Akechi doubts they share the same penchant for cruelty. Whatever is going to come out of his mouth will likely be the truth. ]
no subject
[ Shido is and has always been absolutely paranoid, but even then, Akechi would admit there was a method to his madness. That he’d just called him out of the blue, demanding the removal of some key personnel at such a strange moment ultimately tipped him off.
Ah, but now they’re getting to the crux of the matter. Akechi had expected it to come up, of course. That was the whole reason for this meeting in the first place, but even so the question is not easily answered. He falls silent, his usual easy smile slipping off to leave a grim and sharp expression in its place. It’s not often that one gets to learn about their own future, but Akechi can’t shake the sinking sensation that he’s not going to like what Akira has to say.
Something thrums through the air, a low buzzing almost too quiet to hear, but its presence is enough to prick the hair on the back of his neck. A little bit of anxiousness slipping under the otherwise well-barricaded door that is Goro Akechi. It disperses when he heaves out a sigh, apparently making up his mind. ]
Go ahead. If you don’t tell me, I’m sure one of your precious teammates will.
[ And of all the people, he’d rather hear it from Akira. Akira Kurusu is a lot of things, but Akechi doubts they share the same penchant for cruelty. Whatever is going to come out of his mouth will likely be the truth. ]