[ a watery boat ride is the least pleasant thing in his experience. qifrey glances at the water with a placid expression before turning back to akechi with a smile. ]
I have not! Though I'm sure they must exist somewhere.
[ the tunnel is dark. qifrey feels the walls around him. the steady lapping of water against the boat.
the darkness is encroaching all around, a physical weight beating you down. you claw at it, claw at yourself. how did you get here? why was you here? ██████ could not remember. why? why? where was it? you claw at your own memories. there is a throbbing pain. your face? no. no. your eye. ████ took it. they took it. they ]
And why not? It'll pass the time?
[ oh, the water. he hates the water. he hates this. ]
[The boat hits a bump as Akechi begins to speak - a hand reaching for Qifrey's knee out of instinct, though his intent was to grab the handle. It was too sudden. Too jarring.
Something dwells in his skull at that moment. Sickening. Dark. Cruel. Intrusive and vile.
And Akechi-
Wants vengeance. Murder. Blood for blood. A life ripped apart. A world ripped apart for one man alone.
It mingles, for a second. Rot on rot. He pulls a hand back with abrupt speed.]
The lake is cursed by a goddess and those who take these boats among on it are destined to break up. This only happens if they go on a swan boat. All other methods of transportation are fine. Of course, this isn't real, but online accounts would make you think so. It's a popular tale for teenagers to spread.
[ revenge is a tangled bush of thorns. once you are trapped, there is no getting out. qifrey thought he could. he really thought for a moment he could make it.
No one. This ride concocts nonsense. It's another manipulation in this reality.
[Annoyance present in his tone - he doesn't bother masking it. It's irritating and he presses into the back of the boat, as if he can crush whatever the fuck is happening with his spine.]
Unless you want me to ask what you're trying to take back.
Everything in reality can be a manipulation if we look at it like that. Reality in itself is subject to perception.
[ but qifrey does pause at akechi's question. the sound of water can be heard distantly, lapping against the boat. finally, qifrey plucks his glasses from the bridge of his nose and looks up at akechi. ]
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Certainly not. I'm sure it'll be fun.
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Ever the optimist.
[And he's silent until the ride starts - they get pulled into a tunnel he knows all too well, and-]
Have you been on one of these before? They're common in my own reality, though I hadn't gone on one. They tend to be peaceful rides, though-
[Maybe if he just KEEPS TALKING it'll drown out everything.]
Well, there is one in particular in Tokyo that's cursed. It's a fascinating topic. Would you like to hear it?
cw: live burial, self-harm, missing body parts
[ the tunnel is dark. qifrey feels the walls around him. the steady lapping of water against the boat.
the darkness is encroaching all around, a physical weight beating you down. you claw at it, claw at yourself. how did you get here? why was you here? ██████ could not remember. why? why? where was it? you claw at your own memories. there is a throbbing pain. your face? no. no. your eye. ████ took it. they took it. they ]
And why not? It'll pass the time?
[ oh, the water. he hates the water. he hates this. ]
cw: murder, violence
Something dwells in his skull at that moment. Sickening. Dark. Cruel. Intrusive and vile.
And Akechi-
Wants vengeance. Murder. Blood for blood. A life ripped apart. A world ripped apart for one man alone.
It mingles, for a second. Rot on rot. He pulls a hand back with abrupt speed.]
The lake is cursed by a goddess and those who take these boats among on it are destined to break up. This only happens if they go on a swan boat. All other methods of transportation are fine. Of course, this isn't real, but online accounts would make you think so. It's a popular tale for teenagers to spread.
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cold. dark. his head aches. the lidless one watches. he has to take it back. he has to TAKE IT BACK —
qifrey files it away for now. he wonders how much akechi has noticed. ]
Such stories seem commonplace, regardless of the world. Everyone seeks out a higher power.
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And he does. He hates Qifrey. An invasion of privacy means nothing to him. Is deserved, even.
It's cold, dark and needs taken back and-
For a second, Akechi doesn't know whose head aches.
Then it's silent, for a moment. A brief reprieve to calculate his response. Needs to double back to reassess the man's words and-]
I can agree with that. A higher power in the form of a god, or those acting the part of it. Society will never shake that need.
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and then. ]
So you're going against society?
Or one man?
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[Annoyance present in his tone - he doesn't bother masking it. It's irritating and he presses into the back of the boat, as if he can crush whatever the fuck is happening with his spine.]
Unless you want me to ask what you're trying to take back.
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[ but qifrey does pause at akechi's question. the sound of water can be heard distantly, lapping against the boat. finally, qifrey plucks his glasses from the bridge of his nose and looks up at akechi. ]
What do you think?