[oh. . . oh! wow, that's actually a really thoughtful crime?? a crime committed for a really good reason?? she can't see it, but he is impressed]
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you'd have to do reconnaissance first. understand how the security systems work, memorize the guard schedules, map out the layout of the cameras so you know where you can move completely unseen. . . it's a pretty big job, and you're right.
you probably would need a whole crew to pull it off.
[oh my god?? it DOES sound good, and it brings a small splash of pink to Akira's cheeks?? hello???? vaguely, he thinks it might be a dare, but at the same time he thinks there may be a hint of sincerity to it, too??]
whoa. . . poetic.
you're going to make a guy swoon with words like that.
[thank god he didn't, even if Akira had told him he'd down the entire helping]
A dare? Who dared you to kiss me?
[because he might owe them a proper thank you!! he says that both amused and bewildered all at once, a tiny dusting of pink appearing on his cheeks as he lifts a hand to brush knuckles across her cheek. but the smile that stretches across his lips is genuine and fond, with a hint of playfulness dancing across the edges. they've likely kissed plenty of times by now. they've done more than just kiss. there's no reason to be embarrassed!!]
[There's something about Akira that invites a hunt of the more traditional sense. The need to overpower and pin, to lord over Akira and force him down. Maybe it's because he's him, and he's been rather adept at dodging Kazuya's lunges and swipes so far in this foray. What once could have been a more playful game has turned more serious, crimson eyes focused entirely on Akira as Kazuya circles him, looking for some kind of opening, some kind of chance to bowl the other over and pin him like the prey he should be. His sharp tail lashes back and forth, a low growl rumbling out from his throat.
It's the only warning before he lunges again at the Wildcard, claws extended in an attempt to help catch and pin instead of the previous attempts, where they'd been retracted, where it'd been mostly safe, the only real threat bruising instead of laceration.]
[there is simply no denying it: underneath Akira's otherwise quiet and unassuming exterior lives an absolute adrenaline junkie]
[it's a facet of himself that he hasn't been able to feed much during his time trapped in the resort. there was that time at the fight club-- The Pecking Order, if he remembers correctly-- and a few smaller, safer brawls with his fellow Wild Cards to keep the restless aspects of the spades quelled. but the hotel itself was still little more than an oversized prison that encouraged little more than indolence and indulgence. it wasn't nearly enough to satisfy the parts of him that craved open freedom laced with a hint of danger]
[that might be part of the reason he had heeded the call of the blood red moon. it might be part of the reason he felt his heart leap in delight the moment Kazuya joined him underneath the sky's scarlet hues]
[and it is definitely the reason his features are lighting the fuck up the moment Kazuya brings real weapons to the party]
[if he were of sounder mind, Akira might think that things were getting a bit too dangerous between them. after all, as much as he enjoys a good, no-holds barred spar, he isn't interested in actually hurting the people he cares about. perhaps he will think about this later, when the instinct to fight fight and fight some more fades back into reason. but for now. . . ? his own tail-- sleek and black, like that of a panther's-- whips behind him as he launches himself into the air above Kazuya's shoulders, narrowly avoiding being pinned by those sharp claws. he lands in a graceful, cat-like crouch behind the demon king, the new pair of rounded ears that grace the top of his head swiveled forward and at attention]
text, @wwx
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text; @tatsuya
Akira?
It's Minato.
Can you tell me more about your teammates?
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[that is always a dangerous question to ask. . . he could talk for DAYS]
individually or as a group?
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JUNE 2025 TRUTH OR DARE CONTINUATIONS
@rin
that's not a juicy answer at all. . .
another truth.
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@esikko
i'm not a prude. i'm a romantic.
try daring me to do something sweet and considerate. there'd be no hesitation, i promise.
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@nei
really. i like meeting new people.
[EXTROVERT. . . SIGHTED?]
if i get tired, then i just go hang out in the garden or the vale or something. there are plenty of quiet places around here.
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@natori
hope that i find you annoying??
[NATORI. . . YOU SOUND LIKE YOU NEED SOME SELF-CONFIDENCE]
and that one's easy. have you met a guy named minegishi kazuya yet?
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@makoto
you're great at planning, right? do you mind herding everyone together once i've chosen a date and a time?
[putting Queen's skills at organization to good use!]
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@toma
[Akira also won't be surprised that is 100% a thing Chobe would do]
kurusu akira. just akira is fine; there's no need for formalities here.
i've got curly black hair and wear glasses. easy to miss in a crowd, but i'll do my best to stand out for you.
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1/4
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4/4 DONE
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@scott
of course i do?? i want to know how it goes! i'm nosy like that.
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@genya
hm. . . truth.
you can ask me something personal, since i kind of pried into your business a little.
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@penelope
[oh. . . oh! wow, that's actually a really thoughtful crime?? a crime committed for a really good reason?? she can't see it, but he is impressed]
[. . .]
you'd have to do reconnaissance first. understand how the security systems work, memorize the guard schedules, map out the layout of the cameras so you know where you can move completely unseen. . . it's a pretty big job, and you're right.
you probably would need a whole crew to pull it off.
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@chobe
haha! good luck.
you'll need it.
Re: @chobe
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@yosuke
dare, you asshole.
[he will not subject himself to another truth he cannot answer!!]
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@yusuke
if you had to choose between a lobster or a mantis shrimp, which one would you pick?
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@aak
. . . . . . . . . why was she committing crimes against coffee like that?
how COULD she???
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@ann
it's not a secret. . . it's just hard to pick one. it makes me feel kind of bad, you know?
like being asked to pick a favorite child.
[YOU'RE NOT A DAD, AKIRA]
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@kazuya
no?
[his words are written with a hint of wry amusement]
he wasn't a devilish charmer who pretended to be kind and personable when he was really lonely and vicious on the inside?
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@ryuji
[EHEHEHEHEE. . . . . . . trying not to get his hopes up too much, but. . .]
i'll swing by around. . . eight? tonight? if you're, uh. free, of course.
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@nami
[oh my god?? it DOES sound good, and it brings a small splash of pink to Akira's cheeks?? hello???? vaguely, he thinks it might be a dare, but at the same time he thinks there may be a hint of sincerity to it, too??]
whoa. . . poetic.
you're going to make a guy swoon with words like that.
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@noir 1/2
[thank god he didn't, even if Akira had told him he'd down the entire helping]
A dare? Who dared you to kiss me?
[because he might owe them a proper thank you!! he says that both amused and bewildered all at once, a tiny dusting of pink appearing on his cheeks as he lifts a hand to brush knuckles across her cheek. but the smile that stretches across his lips is genuine and fond, with a hint of playfulness dancing across the edges. they've likely kissed plenty of times by now. they've done more than just kiss. there's no reason to be embarrassed!!]
[. . .]
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@mayou
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@zagreus
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text - un: derecho
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are you building your own garden, cirrus?
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Camping TDM, Bloodmoon Prompt (Monsterfucking and blood likely)
It's the only warning before he lunges again at the Wildcard, claws extended in an attempt to help catch and pin instead of the previous attempts, where they'd been retracted, where it'd been mostly safe, the only real threat bruising instead of laceration.]
CLAPS MY HANDS TOGETHER EXCITEDLY
[it's a facet of himself that he hasn't been able to feed much during his time trapped in the resort. there was that time at the fight club-- The Pecking Order, if he remembers correctly-- and a few smaller, safer brawls with his fellow Wild Cards to keep the restless aspects of the spades quelled. but the hotel itself was still little more than an oversized prison that encouraged little more than indolence and indulgence. it wasn't nearly enough to satisfy the parts of him that craved open freedom laced with a hint of danger]
[that might be part of the reason he had heeded the call of the blood red moon. it might be part of the reason he felt his heart leap in delight the moment Kazuya joined him underneath the sky's scarlet hues]
[and it is definitely the reason his features are lighting the fuck up the moment Kazuya brings real weapons to the party]
[if he were of sounder mind, Akira might think that things were getting a bit too dangerous between them. after all, as much as he enjoys a good, no-holds barred spar, he isn't interested in actually hurting the people he cares about. perhaps he will think about this later, when the instinct to fight fight and fight some more fades back into reason. but for now. . . ? his own tail-- sleek and black, like that of a panther's-- whips behind him as he launches himself into the air above Kazuya's shoulders, narrowly avoiding being pinned by those sharp claws. he lands in a graceful, cat-like crouch behind the demon king, the new pair of rounded ears that grace the top of his head swiveled forward and at attention]
I think you're getting slower, Your Majesty!
[sorry he's a shit-talker until the very end]
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