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[psychedelica]

[ akechi's had a long night already, and there's no doubt that it's going to stretch on even longer for a while yet. Hikage is sure that he's already met with plenty of people, some of whom no doubt want to kill him. He's glad that by the time he finds him - much later into the evening - Akechi is still breathing. ]

Still alive? [ that's his greeting... sorry, akechi ] I was wrong about you.

[ it could be accusatory, but it's not; his tone is neutral, and when Akechi turns to look at him, his eyes are crinkling slightly in that almost-smiling way. ]

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[doublecrows]

[. . . . . . oh. Akechi's mouth curves into a smile as he closes his fingers around the handle of the weapon. very nice]

A show of good will, is it? Of course I know how to use this.

[and then he lifts the weapon up, pointing the barrel at Hikage's head, right between his eyes]

It's far more useful than poison, or even a dagger.

[psychedelica]

[ frankly, he was expecting this; he doesn't look worried, and barely even flinches. ]

That's right. It's easier to use, and safer, too. You even have a silencer.

[ a pause. he tilts his head just slightly. ]

Shoot me here, and you'll die tomorrow. I can guarantee that.

[doublecrows]

[for a moment, there's nothing but silence]

[. . . and then Akechi lowers the gun, clicking the safety into place before he tucks it into his blazer]

I'd be a fool to kill a new ally.