Hello, Zazie. Thank you for following through on our arrangement.
[Tone light with a bright, chipper smile that doesn't look quite right - maybe it's because he has gross raw meat juice on his hands from a sloppy butcher.
A pound of raw beef is dropped on the table, unceremoniously, in a leaking bag.]
[Straight out of a goddamn horror movie - Akechi doesn't flinch.
Don't threaten the brood - understood.
Ignored.
The gun in his hand points towards Zazie - unintentional, of course. Smile on his face as he checks the safety.
Repins it back. Slides it into his pocket for temporary safekeeping.]
My apologies - I didn't know that had anything to do with you. In my eyes, it was simply a pest to be rid of and killed.
[A wave his hand - of course he would never.]
I'd be more amenable to overlooking the situation in common areas, if you stay away from my private quarters. No more sand. No more chirping. No little creatures crawling under the door.
I thought of you, for a moment. But it felt rude to associate you with a writhing, disgusting mass on the ground that appeared out of the blue. My apologies - next time I'll assume any unknown entity of dubious origin is you.
[Good thing THEY TRUCED. Akechi offers a slight wave, a bright smile. He needs to wash his HANDS of all this meat juice.]
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doubt you can give me some human meat
so make it beef
one pound for one gun
cw: cannibalism-esque
Regardless, I'll procure it immediately. Have my gun ready to exchange.
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I have it
stay away from the closet, meet me in the kitchen
we can wrap or do the exchange - whichever U WANT
<3
Hello.
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[Tone light with a bright, chipper smile that doesn't look quite right - maybe it's because he has gross raw meat juice on his hands from a sloppy butcher.
A pound of raw beef is dropped on the table, unceremoniously, in a leaking bag.]
As you requested.
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[ They might have given the gun back eventually, honestly... but if Akechi was in a hurry, they'll happily profit from it. ]
One gun for a pound of flesh.
[ The centipede uncoils from the gun and climbs up Zazie's body, making itself comfortable around their neck. ]
Perhaps we could discuss some household rules, as well?
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What a disaster - never again will he leave this shit unprotected in his room. It will always be on his person.
It rests against the palm of his hand - a clip checked. Nothing was shot - good.
The centipede returns to its rightful place as a makeshift scarf - eerie. Weird. Whatever. An exchange is done. He's content with this outcome and-
Words. An offer. Alright.]
By all means - bring up what you wish. I'm nothing if not accommodating.
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[ They lean closer, and the mask snaps open to show the weird 'eyes' underneath. ]
Do not threaten my brood ever again.
[ The beetle wings shut again, and they lean back once more. They will eat you alive in your bed, Akechi. Do not try them. ]
That's all.
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Don't threaten the brood - understood.
Ignored.
The gun in his hand points towards Zazie - unintentional, of course. Smile on his face as he checks the safety.
Repins it back. Slides it into his pocket for temporary safekeeping.]
My apologies - I didn't know that had anything to do with you. In my eyes, it was simply a pest to be rid of and killed.
[A wave his hand - of course he would never.]
I'd be more amenable to overlooking the situation in common areas, if you stay away from my private quarters. No more sand. No more chirping. No little creatures crawling under the door.
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...not very bright, are you, if seeing a giant insect doesn't make you think of me first?
[ Aren't you supposed to be a detective or something, Akechi? ]
But I can agree to those terms. A truce, as it is.
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[Good thing THEY TRUCED. Akechi offers a slight wave, a bright smile. He needs to wash his HANDS of all this meat juice.]
Is that all?
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[ An insult? A compliment? Who knows. ]
That's all.
[ With that, Zazie falls apart into a 'writhing, disgusting mass' of bugs. All over the kitchen table.
Better bring the Clorox wipes before you eat. ]