[ seven minutes later, the distinct sound of treck motors running up the side of the wall, before Agito makes his way right through that window, immediately shoving them off with his heels and slamming the window shut, pushing the lock onto place.
he doesn't say one word, just falls over onto the couch and lays on his side, facing the back of the couch. ]
[as much as he wants to, just to find out what's wrong, Akira doesn't go over to him the second he hears the window. he gives Agito a few seconds to settle into the couch before he goes over and takes a seat near Agito's feet, trying to get a good look at him to see if he was injured.]
[ there's a foot aimed for Akira's shoulder, but the kick lacks effort. it grazes against him, and drops back down just as fast. he grumbles under his breath, something about A-Ts and beanpoles-- but it's mostly impossible to understand, words slurred and much too quiet to make out.
a silent moment passes, before he reaches one hand behind him and pulls out the gun in the waist of his pants to toss it down onto the carpet in front of them. ]
[his eyes instantly widen at the sight of the gun-- what kind of person throws a gun like that, is the safety even on. but Akira picks it up and checks the chamber, a frown replacing the look of surprise.]
[ the safety is on, he throws what he wants. he curls closer to the back of the couch, one hand raising and then-- just dropping. like he was going to do something with it but decided not to. ]
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he doesn't say one word, just falls over onto the couch and lays on his side, facing the back of the couch. ]
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What happened?
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a silent moment passes, before he reaches one hand behind him and pulls out the gun in the waist of his pants to toss it down onto the carpet in front of them. ]
Go put that away.
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Agito.
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Shut up.
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Kazu.
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[ mmore grumbling. ]
He was going to destroy the regalia. My regalia. My whole fucking trecks.
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... betraying me, worse.
[ don't mind him, just throwing an arm over his face. ]
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[a quick pause, eyes going from the gun in his hands to steadily focusing on Agito.] Want me to get you anything?
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[ a pause, and Agito rolls onto his back. ]
No.
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You know I wouldn't. Or you should know.
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[ sup Akira, hope you don't mind a phone to the face. ]
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[blinks at the phone, but while he has it. DON'T MIND HIM. just going to start going through it.]
I'm not. I've thought about it before.
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I'd have to trade for your life back, stupid! Don't make me have to do that!
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Why would I want to bother Akito?
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Shut up.
[ ROLLING BACK OVER. ]
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