[WEEK 2: Sunday, post-execution, kitchen; Akira]

[nowyouseeit]

[you know, whatever happens at the execution on Sunday. . . IT PROBABLY SUCKS!!1 so Kaito can be found shuffling into the kitchen, rubbing at one eye tiredly with a permanent scowl affixed on his features. he doesn't quite expect the smell of coffee, so when it reaches his senses he jerks back in surprise. but, although he's more of a chocolate milk kind of person (obviously), coffee is not unpleasant]

[he blinks a few times at the man at the coffee station, then lifts a hand and waves]

H'lo.

This is pretty good timing, all things considered.

[just the man he was looking for]

Comments

[frizziest]

[ alright, so aside from the fact that i totally meant to say post-trial instead of execution, we're going to just assume Akira's such an addict to coffee that he made it on both Saturday and Sunday. hunkered down in the kitchen, he's busy making another brew in order to sustain him for the entirety of the afternoon. the execution of Kamui was gruesome and enough to keep him awake alone, but caffeine never hurts.

when Kaito sprouts out from literally nowhere, he looks to the other boy in surprise, blinking a few times. oh, and he was in the process of sucking on a popsicle given to them by the faceless servant as well. ]

Tthello. [ hello in popsiclenese. ] Thdidn't know thou thwere looking for me.

[ only after he talks does he pull the popsicle out of his mouth, smacking his lips. nothing like murder to make cold treats taste delicious. ]

[nowyouseeit]

[IT'S OKAY AKIRA we all know your coffee addiction is Sojiro's fault. also celebrating catching a killer with ice cream and coffee is legit??? an amused smile quirks up the corners of Kaito's mouth]

Annnnd now you do.

[he shrugs as he grabs a mug, tosses it from one hand to the other, and holds it out like a beggar asking for coins. share the goods, friend]

You still have Jason's mask?

[frizziest]

[ Akira does like himself some celebrations after a successful mission, even if it's not usually followed by gory death. it's probably the same concept. right??? right ]

You always seem to be looking for me. I thought I'd be free of that once I was dropped into this city.

[ but nope. he's always going to have to deal with the stalker types, it seems. ]

―Yes. I wouldn't discard or misplace something like that. Why do you ask?

[nowyouseeit]

[RIGHT. . .]

[he snorts]

Before your ego blows up, you're not the only person I'm always looking for.

[gotta keep that big head in line, geez]

I wanted to follow up on my hypothesis from last week. Just to see if it was right.

[frizziest]

Oh? I'd like to know who else is competing for your attention.

[ if Kaito is about to put Akira on the spot, then so shall he!

... which, speaking of: ]

What hypothesis are you talking about? I thought the mask was your way of showing proof of the bond we've formed.

[nowyouseeit]

Yukina. [he replies dryly. HE'S BEING A LITTLE SHIT] Other cute girls. Mostly those with cute legs. They're practically beating down my bedroom door.

[Kaito just shut up and sit down. thankfully, it's pretty obvious by his tone that he's not being serious. he's just being a brat]

A dead kid's mask is also a terrible "beginning of our friendship" gift, by the way.

[frizziest]

They all have cute legs. Are you telling me you've gotten a better look at Yukina-san's?

[ he's going to lean in and raise his eyebrows suspiciously. what'd you do to get her to hike her kimono up, Kaito..... ]

Most of the time, I'd be inclined to believe you. But considering the circumstances surrounding it, [ like everyone dying and being sacrificed to blood gods and shit ] I want to say it might be? Jason would appreciate it still being used, I think.

[ not that he's put it on again or anything. maybe. ]

[nowyouseeit]

That's for me to know and you to wonder about the next time you try'n hit on her during a trial.

[casually leans back, expression innocent, smile serene. he is a pure bean over here, he hasn't flipped a single skirt since arriving. mostly 'cause he's too preoccupied with murder]

And if that's how you think of it. . . [a thoughtful hum] Then that's fine, I think.

[totally believes Akira is putting it on at night btw. staring at himself in the mirror. admiring the way it looks on him]

[frizziest]

I don't need to wonder if I may have already seen them for myself.

[ there's such a thing as private conversations for a reason, Kaitou Kid. kekeke.

but yeah, he's definitely got Akira beat on the innocence factor. some thing's he just. can't let go, it seems. ]

Doesn't matter. I suppose I should let you know that I'm having my roommate make me another. One personalized for myself.

[ it's not something he wants to just blurt out to everyone, so it's good that they're alone. Akira seems to trust Kaito enough to do that. ]

[nowyouseeit]

[. . . STARES]

[and just shakes his head and moves on from the topic of Yukina's legs]

Personalized for yourself, huh. . . what for? Or are you just that much of a mask guy?

[if he's not careful Akira may have a domino mask tan too one day]

[frizziest]

[ yeah that's right, walk away w/ your tail tucked between your legs Kaito!!!

... or just continue standing there. that's cool too. ]

Hm... [ Akira continuously debates on how much he should tell his Yuggoth bff. he's accepted that they're all from different places (except Chie that is...), so he believes he can get away with telling more. with a resounding sigh, he gives in. ] Your alias is Kaitou Kid, right? Or should I say stage name.

Well... mine is Joker. And I'm not exactly a magician.

[nowyouseeit]

[he's not running he is picking his battles!!]

Alias. Stage name.

[shrugs! at this point, Akira's about the only one he won't deny the thief thing with]

Joker. [says the name with a thoughtful hum] The wild card in most decks of cards, yeah? That done on purpose?