Week 6, Thursday - Akechi

[fragileprophet]

[Hi, Akechi. Curfew is drawing close, so I know for a fact via my Mod Knowledge that he doesn't have very much time to talk, but Ion doesn't so he's finding him and pulling him aside.]

If you aren't too busy...would you mind walking with me?

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[fragileprophet]

[Unsteadily, Ion's fingers uncurl, finally freeing Akechi from his grasp.]

Sometimes.

[He brings a hand up over his heart.]

Sometimes its not so hard, but other times, it feels like whittling away pieces of yourself. Sometimes I wonder if I'll forget who I am or how I feel.

[But then, in his circumstance, he doesn't know what so many feelings even are.]

[doublecrows]

I don't even know who I am.

[he snaps back, and as soon as he's free, he instinctively moves away again, like a skittish. he can't be trapped like this]

Who am I, if not the person I've crafted myself to be? The assassin, the killer, the one willing to do what needs to be done when people like you are too fuc-- fucking naive to do it yourself.

You. . . [he's a bit envious] You have a sense of self. You know who you are, right? Even when people try to get you to be someone else? You can still hold onto that, right?