[Phantoms have taken over the lives of a majority of his associates. People haunted by specters of the past stay in their own tormented minds. Akechi doesn't care enough to drag them out of what they willfully stay in. Shido made his appearance and Akechi took care of it with deft ease after allowing the disgusting distortion to say its piece. If others can't manage it, they deserve to suffer. He doesn't reach out to anyone.
But there are things to do in the interim - cleanup duty among them. There's plenty to battle and fight, the occasional person to curry favor with.
Kazuya would help with the former. There are bloodied changeling bodies under his heel - his shitty shadows could make quick work of it.]
If your dog is hungry, here's a meal it can indulge in.
[The bloodied corpses are new. More humanoid than the monsters he's seen others deal with, but still jarring all the same. They come on the heel of words he doesn't quite get, his dog? What dog?
Orthrus.
That's right. That other guy, Basil... He'd said that two-headed monster belonged to him, didn't he? And yet, the thought makes him ill. Nervous. Besides, the creature isn't around him right now, is it? And he doubts it'd hear him shout from his current location.
At least... He feels he can trust this guy. He hasn't moved to attack him, and has seemingly slayed the creatures who would probably otherwise have done so.]
[Oh. Okay, this guy is pretty rude, isn't he? And pretty presumptuous. "Let another"? Let another what? Why would he tell anything to eat the corpses scattered around? What makes this guy think he can just whip out another two-headed dog whenever he pleases?
That'd be messed up.]
Sorry, I... I think there's been some kind of a misunderstanding. Who are you...?
Akechi stares. It's an obvious effect of whatever is happening - which particular one, he can't say for certain. Kazuya jokes around, but isn't exactly the world's greatest actor. Too honest for his own good - Akechi hates that most about him.]
Akechi. It's a shame you forgot me - we were rather close allies. [Low, a joke and not. It's said with more apathy than anything.] What's the last thing you remember?
[ Interesting choice of words. Allies instead of friends. That would imply the him-from-here has some sort of ability to fight.... Or does the him-from-here rely on that fearsome two-headed dog?
This is such a mess...
Either way, he ducks his head politely all the same.]
Sorry I don't remember you, Akechi-san.
[ How awkward... There's been several people like this. ]
The last thing I remember... Well, I don't remember this place at all. I was at home, studying for a test, to the best of my recollection.
Akechi's first instinct is to punch him. The same sensation he felt when Akira appeared with no memories of their time together, Eren arriving back after leaving with four years under his belt. His fingers flex with the urge. Only holds back, for now, because he doesn't really know what happened to cause this, but-
This won't do. He needs Kazuya as a king, not as some pathetic human boy.]
Needless to say, your recollection is poor and lacking crucial details. I'm stunned your will was overruled so easily - what a shame for all those under your care.
[Whoa... This guy seems a little... Aggressive? Rude? Or maybe just passive-aggressive. Would he really have been friends with someone like this? Allies, even? It's kind of hard to believe that. And the carnage below his feet makes him even more doubtful.]
I see.
[... Maybe he should leave?
Kazuya's gaze travels elsewhere obviously, back towards more populated areas. Maybe he shouldn't get caught up with this guy at all.]
[All his provocations are met with deaf ears and Kazuya shakes it off like Akechi is a nuisance.
It's annoying. Irritating. He can't stand the look behind Kazuya's shifting gaze - the lack of drive and agony doesn't suit him. ]
It seems you've got other things on your mind. [Slow. Intentional. A couple steps forward to close the gap between them, though Akechi does nothing except stand.] I'm happy to let you go - you're not worth much to me right now, but I have one thing I'd like to try before you do. Are you willing to hear it out? I feel as if you owe me that much.
[He doesn't like it, but he supposes that if they do know each other, that Kazuya does owe him at least this much. May as well remain polite, there's no need to make enemies here, right?]
A little warning might be good for something like that, you know.
[Idly, he rubs the side of his face. It hurts, but it's really dull. A barely present feeling. Which is odd, considering it'd also seemed like he'd thrown a pretty good one?
He doesn't have time to think about that right now. Instead, he backs up a few steps, unsure.]
[Latch onto him...? Like hell. This guy is a certified freak, and now he knows it for certain. Even if the bodies around hadn't been there, who just waltzes up and decks someone in the face?
Yeah, no. Kazuya's hightailing it outta here. The less time he spends around this guy the better, he's definitely up to no good.]
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But there are things to do in the interim - cleanup duty among them. There's plenty to battle and fight, the occasional person to curry favor with.
Kazuya would help with the former. There are bloodied changeling bodies under his heel - his shitty shadows could make quick work of it.]
If your dog is hungry, here's a meal it can indulge in.
uh oh! ♥
Orthrus.
That's right. That other guy, Basil... He'd said that two-headed monster belonged to him, didn't he? And yet, the thought makes him ill. Nervous. Besides, the creature isn't around him right now, is it? And he doubts it'd hear him shout from his current location.
At least... He feels he can trust this guy. He hasn't moved to attack him, and has seemingly slayed the creatures who would probably otherwise have done so.]
It's not around right now, sorry...
[He's looking a little green, at the carnage.]
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Does Kazuya think he's an idiot? The expression on Akechi's face would suggest as much. Of course the dog is around.
Though it would be funny if Kazuya lost access to his demons during this debacle - who is he without them? Just some pathetic kid.
Akechi stares for a moment longer, hand on his hip, dagger at his side and blood soaking the ground under him. His companion looks-
Odd. Strange. Something is off in the way he talks, his face.]
Quit being an idiot. That wasn't the request you think it was - if not your dog, then let another feast.
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That'd be messed up.]
Sorry, I... I think there's been some kind of a misunderstanding. Who are you...?
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What?
[What?
Akechi stares. It's an obvious effect of whatever is happening - which particular one, he can't say for certain. Kazuya jokes around, but isn't exactly the world's greatest actor. Too honest for his own good - Akechi hates that most about him.]
Akechi. It's a shame you forgot me - we were rather close allies. [Low, a joke and not. It's said with more apathy than anything.] What's the last thing you remember?
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This is such a mess...
Either way, he ducks his head politely all the same.]
Sorry I don't remember you, Akechi-san.
[ How awkward... There's been several people like this. ]
The last thing I remember... Well, I don't remember this place at all. I was at home, studying for a test, to the best of my recollection.
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Unpleasant.
Akechi's first instinct is to punch him. The same sensation he felt when Akira appeared with no memories of their time together, Eren arriving back after leaving with four years under his belt. His fingers flex with the urge. Only holds back, for now, because he doesn't really know what happened to cause this, but-
This won't do. He needs Kazuya as a king, not as some pathetic human boy.]
Needless to say, your recollection is poor and lacking crucial details. I'm stunned your will was overruled so easily - what a shame for all those under your care.
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I see.
[... Maybe he should leave?
Kazuya's gaze travels elsewhere obviously, back towards more populated areas. Maybe he shouldn't get caught up with this guy at all.]
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It's annoying. Irritating. He can't stand the look behind Kazuya's shifting gaze - the lack of drive and agony doesn't suit him. ]
It seems you've got other things on your mind. [Slow. Intentional. A couple steps forward to close the gap between them, though Akechi does nothing except stand.] I'm happy to let you go - you're not worth much to me right now, but I have one thing I'd like to try before you do. Are you willing to hear it out? I feel as if you owe me that much.
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[He doesn't like it, but he supposes that if they do know each other, that Kazuya does owe him at least this much. May as well remain polite, there's no need to make enemies here, right?]
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Akechi grasps the front of Kazuya's shirt and punches the side of his face. ♥]
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Kazuya is hit.
He stumbles a little, even with the grip on his shirt to steady him. It-
Doesn't hurt. Not really.
There's a lingering sensation in his face, enough to know that the hit should have hurt. Should have rattled him, made him dizzy, but it doesn't.
Reflexively, his hands come up and he shoves at Akechi as hard as he can, not knowing the strength he has in his body.]
What was that for...!?
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But he doesn't do what Akechi wants. Doesn't fight back. Doesn't go on the offensive. No shadows or demons appear to rip through Akechi's flesh.
Infuriating.]
I thought the shock might change you back, but that doesn't seem to be the case.
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[Idly, he rubs the side of his face. It hurts, but it's really dull. A barely present feeling. Which is odd, considering it'd also seemed like he'd thrown a pretty good one?
He doesn't have time to think about that right now. Instead, he backs up a few steps, unsure.]
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[If Kazuya is still like this-
He can't stand it. Won't stand for it. Next time he'll use a blade.
Akechi doesn't move from his spot and lets him back up.]
I have work to do. Since you're incapable of helping me, go find someone else to latch on.
this is probably a wrap
[Latch onto him...? Like hell. This guy is a certified freak, and now he knows it for certain. Even if the bodies around hadn't been there, who just waltzes up and decks someone in the face?
Yeah, no. Kazuya's hightailing it outta here. The less time he spends around this guy the better, he's definitely up to no good.]