[ It's chill November day, perfect coffee weather, and the barista is baristing. He's making coffee for two, actually, as the boss is not here and if he is going to be dealing with Pleasant Boy then he needs the caffeine. ]
How sweet do you want it?
[ He already knows. He just wants to hear you say it. ]
[Such petty shit is too passive and not enough aggressive, so y'know what, Akechi can have this one. Joker finishes making the coffee and sets it down on the counter, then goes to finish his own cup.]
[curls his hand around the mug happily, sliding it towards himself before he picks it up and takes a sip. this cafe has ruined him for any other coffee and part of him really hates it]
The more you practice, the more your skills improve. You know, I'm almost impressed.
[hahahaha what the fuck?? what the fuck!! Akechi doesn't like this, because from his perspective, he was always the one in control. the one with the answers. the one always one step ahead of Joker and his motley crew. this?? this is terrifying]
Believe it or not, Amamiya, I don't wear makeup when I'm not on camera.
[he's going to keep playing stupid until specifically called out]
[THE COUNTDOWN DIDN'T EVEN GET STARTED BEFORE THE REGRET SETTLED IN]
[a pause, far too long to be normal, to be anything but said regret sinking right into his gut. but as Ren surmised, he isn't talking, even after having it pointed out to him]
. . . well, that's an interesting hypothesis! Witty, and with a clever imagination? You really have it all, don't you, Amamiya?
...or pre-best-end, anyway
How sweet do you want it?
[ He already knows. He just wants to hear you say it. ]
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[Akechi sits in his usual seat, legs crossed, hands linked and chin resting on top of them as he answers]
The usual, if you will.
[punk]
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[Such petty shit is too passive and not enough aggressive, so y'know what, Akechi can have this one. Joker finishes making the coffee and sets it down on the counter, then goes to finish his own cup.]
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[curls his hand around the mug happily, sliding it towards himself before he picks it up and takes a sip. this cafe has ruined him for any other coffee and part of him really hates it]
The more you practice, the more your skills improve. You know, I'm almost impressed.
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[nts spit in it next time. even if he can see it. perhaps especially where he can see it.]
...Maybe that's fair. I'm almost impressed with you, too.
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"Almost?"
[mirroring that offended tone, but in that kind of politely mocking way]
I hate that it's an "almost," even after all of my efforts. I suppose I just have to keep trying to make a fan out of you yet.
[siiiip]
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[taking a sip of his own coffee]
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Oh? And what is that?
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. . .
I'm not exactly sure what you mean?
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If you can't even figure out that much...
That's more like almost "almost."
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[why is he suddenly uncomfortable??]
[still, he offers up a cheery and perfectly charming response]
I suppose there is a difference between the face I wear on television and the one I wear in real life.
The camera does tend to add ten pounds, after all.
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[I take it back, this passive aggression stuff is pretty great]
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Either that, or the makeup artist was having a bad day.
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[he shouldn't pull at this thread, but Akechi is just so goddamn irritating]
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[hahahaha what the fuck?? what the fuck!! Akechi doesn't like this, because from his perspective, he was always the one in control. the one with the answers. the one always one step ahead of Joker and his motley crew. this?? this is terrifying]
Believe it or not, Amamiya, I don't wear makeup when I'm not on camera.
[he's going to keep playing stupid until specifically called out]
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[looks him over and sighs]
No, even then you're not going to.
[why you gotta be like this crow]
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[gently, Akechi lowers his cup back to the counter]
Well, you could always try me.
[countdown until he regrets laying down that challenge. . . . . .]
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You've had a Persona for a lot longer than you claimed.
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[a pause, far too long to be normal, to be anything but said regret sinking right into his gut. but as Ren surmised, he isn't talking, even after having it pointed out to him]
. . . well, that's an interesting hypothesis! Witty, and with a clever imagination? You really have it all, don't you, Amamiya?
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