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KURUSU AKIRA
17/M/Earth 2017

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[survivaltricks]

[oh my god. shoves a hand in Akechi's face]

Ugh, that's not what I mean--

[afailedmurder]

[says something that is surely very passionate and meaningful, but between a hand in his face and alcohol in his system, is utterly incomprehensible]

[survivaltricks]

[Akira is totally not picking up a word of that, but he can FEEL the PASSION in Akechi's tone, so he. . . draws his hand away]

Wha?

[afailedmurder]

The path I chose— I walked it— shit, I said it better the first time.

[claps a hand on his shoulder]

I'm not your regret and I don' want you to light yourself on fire to keep me warm.

[and the other hand on the other shoulder]

When I want you on fire, I'll bring matches. Okay?

[survivaltricks]

[reaches out (a bit clumsily; he misses the first few times) and claps a hand on Akechi's shoulder in return]

That's not what I-- what I meant. I'm not on f-- I'm not on fire.

[shakes. . . Akechi a little bit]

[afailedmurder]

[spoken with the utmost of seriousness]

Would you like t'be?

[survivaltricks]

[WHAT DOES THAT EVEN MEAN]

No?? I mean-- kind of?? But no?

[afailedmurder]

Kind of...

[moves his hand to just almost touch Akira's cheek, then withdraws it]

Fire...works. We should—were gonna set off fireworks.

[survivaltricks]

[blinks a little blearily as Akechi withdraws, his own hand coming up to touch his own cheek in confusion]

-- oh, yeah.

[FIREWORKS!!!]

. . .

We're gonna be real delinquents, playing with explosives while drunk.

[afailedmurder]

[chuckles]

Look at your influence on me.

[survivaltricks]

I'm kind of proud of it, honestly.

[hops out of his chair, stumbling a little on the landing]

I'm a c-- a co--- rupting influence.

[to the exit!!]

[afailedmurder]

[knocks back the last dregs of the champagne bottle and follows after]

[survivaltricks]

[FIREWORKS TIME!!! Akira is totally making his way to the storeroom to see if it carries fireworks]

'Taba and I did fireworks in the summer.

[nodnods!!!]

It was fun.

[afailedmurder]

[non-committal grunt; don't wanna talk about your friends, don't wanna fight about not wanting to talk about your friends]

[survivaltricks]

[in his alcohol-induced haze Akira totally misses the implication of that non-committal noise]

They didn't explode too much, though. We need something. . . big. Something--

[makes]

[firework motions with his hands]

["what are firework motions" I DON'T KNOW]

[afailedmurder]

[nodnodnod]

Something explosive.

[survivaltricks]

[nodnodnods more!! as they enter the storeroom]

Somethin' like--

[looking around, expression scrunched together, before he lights up and points at one of the shelves]

[with these lying on them]

-- that.

[afailedmurder]

[whistles]

Those are the ones.

[survivaltricks]

[picks up one box and tosses it at Akechi (his aim is off)]

[pauses]

[picks up a second box]

Okay, let's go.

[afailedmurder]

[fails to catch it]

...

[picks it up]

Your aim is shit.

[survivaltricks]

Fuck off. I'm a great pitcher.

[he sounds more entertained than offended]

Maybe you suck at catching.

[afailedmurder]

[hey. hey!!]

Maybe... I should be the one doing the pitching! Did you think about that?

[survivaltricks]

I mean. I was the one who grabbed the box of fireworks, so.

[said as though he does not know EXACTLY what he did]

[also he's making his way towards the cliffs!! the ones adjacent to the pathway that leads to the waterfall]

[afailedmurder]

[grumble mumble incoherent threat]

[survivaltricks]

[hee hee]

What wassat? I couldn't hear you.

[once they reach the cliffsides, Akira reaches out as though to climb said cliff. he misses the outcropping he was aiming to grasp like. . . five times, before he decides maybe scaling cliffs like this is a bad idea?]