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day 124

[survivaltricks]

[as promised!! Akira has somehow managed to acquire some Christmas cake and some fried chicken because despite him talking so much about turkey he totally doesn't know how to handle a huge bird, SO. FRIED CHICKEN? SAFER]

[at some point in the evening he is returning to the villa he and Akechi now share with grocery bags containing his holiday spoils in his hands]

Honey, I'm hooooooome.

[SO DRY]

Re: day 124

[afailedmurder]

[Akechi has been tidying up]

Welcome back~

[survivaltricks]

[meandering to the kitchen to put both the cake and KFC chicken on the counter]

. . . have you been cleaning?

[Akechi?? domestic????]

[afailedmurder]

[shrug]

It needed to be done.

[he needed to get out of his own head]

I see you got the chicken.

[survivaltricks]

[waves a hand]

I realized I don't know how to carve a turkey.

[har har]

Do you?

[afailedmurder]

I only know how to carve into Shadows.

[survivaltricks]

[SNORT]

I don't know, with an edge that sharp, I think I'd trust you with a turkey.

[he's gonna get some plates!]

[afailedmurder]

Better leaving it with me than your cutting wit.

[pulling out... some champagne]

Due to the time dilation we experience here, I thought we may as well roll in New Years.

[survivaltricks]

[DO THEY EVEN HAVE CHAMPAGNE GLASSES, doesn't matter, Akira is interested]

Aren't we too young to drink?

[a beat where he makes Akechi wonder if he's being serious—]

Pop it open. Two holidays for the price of one.

[afailedmurder]

[nope, just regular ass glasses. Akechi pops it and pours out two of them.]

You're welcome to abstain, of course.

[survivaltricks]

[watching Akechi pour the champagne as he lays out two plates and pops open the fried chicken box]

Mmm. . . nah. It's a special occasion; I'll live life on the edge today.

[said lightly as though he doesn't always live life on the edge in other ways]

[afailedmurder]

Glad to hear you're starting the fake new year right.

[sets down the glasses and goes for the chicken]

[survivaltricks]

With teenage delinquency, you mean? Wouldn't have it any other way.

[RAISES HIS GLASS]

[afailedmurder]

On the edge.

[raises his own]

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[A TOAST!! bumps their glasses together before drawing back to--]

[. . . not quite take a sip just yet, but that's because he's sniffing the champagne first. BABY'S FIRST. . . CHAMPAGNE. . .]

[afailedmurder]

[Akechi will just knock some back]

[...well it's also his first so he chokes on it a little]

[survivaltricks]

[SNRK]

I don't think you're supposed to shoot champagne, detective.

[taking a much more careful and CLASSY sip]

[afailedmurder]

I've stopped caring about what I'm "supposed" to do.

[but he's a little embarrassed, so this time he sips it like normal]

[survivaltricks]

[another sip. . . and a thoughtful noise]

Kind of sweet, though. . . I thought alcohol was supposed to be more bitter.

[afailedmurder]

It's a little sour...

[another sip]

...I don't dislike it.

[survivaltricks]

[eeeeeh]

I think I'd prefer a cup of coffee.

[but he too takes another sip. he's COMMITTED so he'll at least finish a cup]

[afailedmurder]

Yes, that's my preference as well.

[peering into his glass. he will also keep drinking]

Although to be fair, I've never experienced the effect of alcohol.

[survivaltricks]

[Akira is gonna munch on some chicken while they drink, simply because he doesn't want it to get cold]

Me neither. Lala-san was always suuuuper strict about her liquor. I could never sneak a glass.

[NOT THAT HE REALLY WANTED TO, since he was always there for Work Purposes (TM), but still]

[afailedmurder]

I've seen enough grown men turning into gibbering idiots to question the appeal.

[tearing into a drumstick]

[survivaltricks]

[. . . hah]

[reaches out to gently knock his knuckles against Akechi's forehead]

One celebratory drink won't hurt us.