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[heartofthestar]

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Think.
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[enteloki]

[Oh, fuck it-

There's an abrupt push against the counter, as he slides his chair back and him with it - salad and fruit no longer his main focus. Nope. He wants to kill them. Wishes he could. There's a gun in his room, knives all around area, and a persona brewing in his chest to solve his little dilemma.]

I'm not so weak willed - reliance on shit like 'love' is so goddamn pathetic. The only reason you two are still alive in this world, and are able to live in such a delusional fantasy, is because you were fortunate enough to have undeserved powers. You're nothing without them. You're nothing alone. You're nothing but trash together.

By all means, Venat, visit more often. It's not as if a corpse has anything better to do. Maruki certainly loves to surround himself with them.

[placation]

[ Sure would be a shame if both people in this room were the two to experience his meltdown clearly telegraphing his all-consuming desire to be wanted, needed, loved, wouldn't it?

Maruki doesn't rise to a single bit of the bait. He only looks mildly at Akechi, calm and present as ever. ]

If it ever becomes a genuine problem, we can discuss it and come to a resolution, as we have with all other matters. Until then, I'm going to take your candor here at face value. It's good that you're comfortable enough around Venat to speak freely.

[ The prince act is nonexistent around her. Fascinating. ]

[heartofthestar]

And I respect your commitment and determination to keep trying, no matter that you'll never get the rise out of me you wish.

[She isn't lying, though of course that respect is tinged with more than a little sorrow for him. How deeply wrapped in himself he must be to not see what is so clearly obvious.]

[enteloki]

You're both sickening. I don't care what either of you think.

[Apparently there's going to be plenty of time for that - both to lodge his complaints and find a way to provoke her. That's the only benefit to her new standing in this home.

Whatever. He's ending his part of the conversation with a disgusted grimace, pulling himself back towards the counter to pick pieces of fruit on his plate.]

hehe we can wrap up unless either of you have more :3ccc

[placation]

And yet, you'll continue to solicit our opinions. What a paradox.

[ A peace offering, though – Maruki piles the rest of the apple slices onto his plate, then begins peeling an orange for Venat. He gets to provide for both of them in small, simple ways. What more does he need to be happy? ]