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It only benefits us to gain the information we can from whoever is willing to speak or act. If you can convince that man to do so, then see it through. I'm interested.
It makes me wonder where our own shackles lie. Perhaps around our hearts instead of hand.
To Eren's point, this may also be proof of a cabal's influence and that power growing in turn. We simply don't know.
It makes me wonder where our own shackles lie. Perhaps around our hearts instead of hand.
To Eren's point, this may also be proof of a cabal's influence and that power growing in turn. We simply don't know.
[He concentrates on the contact between skin - equal parts ready to push him away entirely and maintain the status quo through a storm that continues to rage.
Akechi barely feels the bitter winter air - only through cracks between them, thorough small openings in their joined bodies. It occurs to him with a brief flicker of irritation that he didn't notice how rapidly Eren had moved around him.
They have to do this. They're far enough from town, Machiya and farm to be a problem if he opts to leave this hold. Maruki may be able to fix any frostbite, but that's only if he can make it. He isn't dressed for the temperature, not built for the weather overall.
He doesn't move. Listens to Eren speak and-
It's hilarious. Travel. A stupid desire for freedom from those that will never have it - from birth to death, their lives were decided. A bitter laugh is halted - comes out as a breathy exhale instead.]
I see. It suits you. [A beat. It's warm. He pulls his cheek away, but it doesn't go far - pretends like it's because he wants to make eye contact instead.] It's funny how I feel the same way. When I became a celebrity, it felt like an attainable goal - money, prestige, power. All are required to travel to the extent I wanted to in my world. It was somewhat of a foolish, temporary urge. I came to my senses rather fast, but sometimes I still entertain the thought as a fantasy.
Akechi barely feels the bitter winter air - only through cracks between them, thorough small openings in their joined bodies. It occurs to him with a brief flicker of irritation that he didn't notice how rapidly Eren had moved around him.
They have to do this. They're far enough from town, Machiya and farm to be a problem if he opts to leave this hold. Maruki may be able to fix any frostbite, but that's only if he can make it. He isn't dressed for the temperature, not built for the weather overall.
He doesn't move. Listens to Eren speak and-
It's hilarious. Travel. A stupid desire for freedom from those that will never have it - from birth to death, their lives were decided. A bitter laugh is halted - comes out as a breathy exhale instead.]
I see. It suits you. [A beat. It's warm. He pulls his cheek away, but it doesn't go far - pretends like it's because he wants to make eye contact instead.] It's funny how I feel the same way. When I became a celebrity, it felt like an attainable goal - money, prestige, power. All are required to travel to the extent I wanted to in my world. It was somewhat of a foolish, temporary urge. I came to my senses rather fast, but sometimes I still entertain the thought as a fantasy.
[This closeness is dangerous. Akechi leans away, and it's just enough for Eren to see him. The storm has made the world dark, but snow illuminates too; he sees Akechi in a strange light. Their noses are close enough to brush, but Eren doesn't move an inch. He watches him.]
What did you want to see?
What did you want to see?
Everything.
[Names of cities come to mind - Eren wouldn't know a single one. To visit and immerse himself as Akechi Goro - not a prince, not a lapdog, not anyone. It was a wish borne from himself for himself. No ploy or lofty goal behind it. It's why it was the most unattainable of all and the one he gave up the second it flickered to life. It's only a fantasy. Only an interview response.]
Other countries, the seven wonders, small towns and large cities outside of Japan. [Maruki's going to take him somewhere when they return. Akechi has his doubts it will work out, but-] I don't remember anything outside of Tokyo's borders, though I wasn't born there. I wanted to see other parts of Japan because of that - visit different festivals and see national landmarks.
[Findhis mom
[Names of cities come to mind - Eren wouldn't know a single one. To visit and immerse himself as Akechi Goro - not a prince, not a lapdog, not anyone. It was a wish borne from himself for himself. No ploy or lofty goal behind it. It's why it was the most unattainable of all and the one he gave up the second it flickered to life. It's only a fantasy. Only an interview response.]
Other countries, the seven wonders, small towns and large cities outside of Japan. [Maruki's going to take him somewhere when they return. Akechi has his doubts it will work out, but-] I don't remember anything outside of Tokyo's borders, though I wasn't born there. I wanted to see other parts of Japan because of that - visit different festivals and see national landmarks.
[Find
her ashes-
her corpse-
an unmarked grave in a shitty field-]
We never seem to.
The bracelet might tell us something. Either way, Vaeros has shown that his control is crumbling. Someone will have to take it next. That's what I'd look out for.
The bracelet might tell us something. Either way, Vaeros has shown that his control is crumbling. Someone will have to take it next. That's what I'd look out for.
[Eren genuinely doesn't mean to shift closer as they talk, but he finds his arms holding tighter, his vision of the boy going blurry in front of him. The wind howls and rattles. Eren bites down on his lip again and allows the transformation to begin, generate its preliminary heat.]
Tell me about the "seven wonders".
Tell me about the "seven wonders".
It's hard to imagine a city that big.
It isn't the biggest in the world, either, is it?
How many are there like this?
It isn't the biggest in the world, either, is it?
How many are there like this?
It's one of the largest in the world - though I'm uncertain of its true ranking. There are many others that rival it in both size and population.
Though in saying that-
[Attachment 2]
Many areas in Japan are small and retain their original look. Towns like this are what you would see throughout the country, for the most part.
Though in saying that-
[Attachment 2]
Many areas in Japan are small and retain their original look. Towns like this are what you would see throughout the country, for the most part.
[Akechi doesn't care how long Eren can keep this up for - another billow of steam warms his body again. Marks under his eyes bloom in stark black lines. If Akechi wrapped his fingers around his throat, it would make different colors appear along his iris.
As he's held close. Asked about his own wants. Kept contained, kept safe, as if Akechi needs it. As if he wants it. As if he won't repay it with a bloody corpse someday and-
Eren would like that. Maybe he knows. Maybe that's why. He shifts his body, just a little. Frees his gloved hands so they rest between them against Akechi's own chest, but their proximity is so close Eren likely feels them too.
And he talks.
Runs his frozen lips about pyramids, gardens, temples and mausoleums. Their origin, their meaning - stories he's read over and over in the dead of night when he couldn't sleep, he can't ever sleep, and entertained the false, pathetic urge to have a life beyond this. He doesn't want it. He never wanted it.
As if he was ever meant to. As if he could. As if he didn't start on this journey to repay blood with blood at the cost of his own life. He doesn't want it. A future he doesn't want. A life he doesn't need. There's nothing waiting for him and it's what he deserves. What he wants. What he's prepared for.
All things intermingling and nothing settles except for quietly recited facts about a world Eren will never see.]
A book will never compare to seeing it in person, but if I find them in the library I'll show you.
As he's held close. Asked about his own wants. Kept contained, kept safe, as if Akechi needs it. As if he wants it. As if he won't repay it with a bloody corpse someday and-
Eren would like that. Maybe he knows. Maybe that's why. He shifts his body, just a little. Frees his gloved hands so they rest between them against Akechi's own chest, but their proximity is so close Eren likely feels them too.
And he talks.
Runs his frozen lips about pyramids, gardens, temples and mausoleums. Their origin, their meaning - stories he's read over and over in the dead of night when he couldn't sleep, he can't ever sleep, and entertained the false, pathetic urge to have a life beyond this. He doesn't want it. He never wanted it.
As if he was ever meant to. As if he could. As if he didn't start on this journey to repay blood with blood at the cost of his own life. He doesn't want it. A future he doesn't want. A life he doesn't need. There's nothing waiting for him and it's what he deserves. What he wants. What he's prepared for.
All things intermingling and nothing settles except for quietly recited facts about a world Eren will never see.]
A book will never compare to seeing it in person, but if I find them in the library I'll show you.
[The question pulls him up short. Akira rolls the thought around in his head like a worrystone, lets it jog and soothe his brain in equal measure. Does he want a part-time job? Is that something he should tell them, even if he does?
There's an itch there, an urge to keep it quiet until he decides and inevitably chooses to seek something out. Private. But Maruki is the one Akira has chosen to share a roof with during his stay here, and he deserves to know that much. Even Sojiro was aware of his comings and goings, even if he didn't always know the "where".]
...I might be. I'm so used to working, it feels almost strange not to.
[He needs to keep his hands busy, needs to do something useful, but neither of those are things he can or should say.]
If either of you have recommendations, I'm happy to hear them.
There's an itch there, an urge to keep it quiet until he decides and inevitably chooses to seek something out. Private. But Maruki is the one Akira has chosen to share a roof with during his stay here, and he deserves to know that much. Even Sojiro was aware of his comings and goings, even if he didn't always know the "where".]
...I might be. I'm so used to working, it feels almost strange not to.
[He needs to keep his hands busy, needs to do something useful, but neither of those are things he can or should say.]
If either of you have recommendations, I'm happy to hear them.
Work for Thermo if you want. [Jean won't say no, and Eren doesn't deal with any of that anymore, so why not?]
You won't get bored here either way.
You won't get bored here either way.
unless I'm wrong - if I'm wrong, bite me I deserve it
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abandonhumanity
2024-11-28 11:38 pm (UTC)(link)
That looks like the machiya. I do like it there.
[As if Akechi needs to be told.]
[As if Akechi needs to be told.]
The machiya is based off traditional housing in our reality - everything outside reflects it. The rooms and appliances inside are a mixture of modern and traditional. You're right to say they're similar.
Regardless, I only wanted to inform you of what I found. I think you'll find it all fascinating.
Regardless, I only wanted to inform you of what I found. I think you'll find it all fascinating.
When do you want to look through them together?
[This is a couples activity now, bitch.]
[This is a couples activity now, bitch.]
[Eren wouldn't know much about the world, these pictures. It makes sense he would want someone to look through it with him. Akechi is, if nothing, a walking encyclopedia about this stuff.]
Given the erratic weather, we could choose to forgo jogging and look at this instead. That could be any day - I'll make myself available for you.
Given the erratic weather, we could choose to forgo jogging and look at this instead. That could be any day - I'll make myself available for you.
[Akechi will make himself available for Eren. Eren likes that.]
We'll just do that tomorrow, then.
We'll just do that tomorrow, then.
[Eren could listen to Akechi talk all day. He wants to. The wonders he describes are, indeed, fascinating, but Eren could care less what the topic was. Akechi tells him about incredible things all the time. He's smart, and clever, and funny; Eren finds a new reason to be fond with every word - a change of inflection here, a chattering of teeth here. He wants to warm Akechi's lips. Their faces are so close. Eren could lean forward and merely rest their foreheads together; he tries...]
For someone who would never see it otherwise, a book can be life-changing...
[Some oddness to his voice, at that.]
I want to see it. I want you to teach me.
For someone who would never see it otherwise, a book can be life-changing...
[Some oddness to his voice, at that.]
I want to see it. I want you to teach me.
[ Sent quite literally 10 minutes after arriving at Dolph's birthday party: ]
Where are you? (｡•́︿•̀｡)
Where are you? (｡•́︿•̀｡)
That face is pathetic...
I'm just waiting outside. I'll give Dolph what I brought and go back to the machiya.
I'm just waiting outside. I'll give Dolph what I brought and go back to the machiya.
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