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voice.

[fabling]

[ What a rebel. "Rebel" ]

Yup, that's fine, Akashi-chan! Anything for you. [ Thankfully telepathy isn't audio as well. ]

What time's good for you? Annnnnd do you know the Feline Nice Ice Cream parlour or do I need to meet you to take you there?

voice.

[glorifies]

[ He's totally a rebel now!! He'll end up committing crimes soon. WATCH OUT, VERENS. ]

Would 4 in the afternoon be okay? I have some things to do before that.

[ Like read and do groceries and work out. . . oops. ]

I'd also need a map.

voice.

[fabling]

[ I mean, with Ouma as a friend... it's likely. Somehow. Don't joke about this. ]

That's fine! I'll send you an image of a map, okay?

[ Which is what comes after, a mental image of the route from the merchant's square so he shouldn't get lost. ]

voice -> action

[glorifies]

[ sheep stealing ]

Alright, thank you. I'll see you later this afternoon, then.

[ True enough, he gets to the cafe 30 minutes early than intended and has already claimed a table for he and Ouma. By the time Ouma arrives, he'll find Akashi by the corner with a chess set already set up. There are a few pieces on the side, white and black, all of which have already been captured by the opposition.

He's playing himself. ]

i read that as "he's playing with himself" sorry monica

[fabling]

[ sheep stealing ]

Yup! Cya then.

[ He arrives just about on time, flopping down on the seat opposite him with a smile on his face. ]

Y'know it doesn't really work if you play like this?

of course you did

[glorifies]

[ He's a bit too concentrated on the game so he only glances at Ouma briefly, smiles, then goes back to looking at the pieces. ]

Why doesn't it?

let me live

[fabling]

[ He doesn't even blink. ]

It becomes predictable.

[glorifies]

I highly doubt that.

[ Don't insult him!!

But anyway, he begins to place all the pieces back on their proper tiles on the board and then he sets the board aside. ]

Shall we order for now?

[fabling]

Unless you've got imaginary friends I don't know about, so do I.

Anyhow, did you look at the menu when you got here?

[glorifies]

I did have a look.

[ He wanted to be ready with an order by the time Ouma arrived. ]

I'd like to order a Peromei.

[fabling]

[ Of course he did. It's so predictable it's boring. ]

Sure, sure. I'm gonna have a Daimonia and strawberry ice cream.

[ It won't take long to order the desserts anyway and when he returns he looks pretty happy Akashi gets to see this place for himself. ]

I can't believe you've never been here before though.

[glorifies]

[ hey fuck off ouma ]

Well. . . this really isn't the type of place I would spend my time in.

[fabling]

Not even for the cats?

[ tbh he just comes here to harrass Hizumi half the time. ]

[glorifies]

[ This guy doesn't go out much, okay... ]

I didn't even know there were cats here.

[fabling]

[ Is he going to have to start bothering him more often. Geez. ]

You didn't? But it's even called Feline Nice...

[glorifies]

[ He might have to. ]

I don't pass here often, you see.

Anyway. . . You said your friend owns this?

[fabling]

[ Akashi why are you like this. ]

Friend... Dunamis teacher... Same thing, I guess!

[ Not really. ]

[glorifies]

Then I assume you're here often.

[ have they ordered yet they should order already i have the memory of a dory ]

[fabling]

Yup. Even before that Mom brought me here in my first week here and fed me ice cream.

[ This is probably a bad thing to say but his smile is already twisting into something that's a weird mix of fond and bittersweet.

and they already ordered Dory pls ]

[glorifies]

Mom?

[ you can just say mom to a momma's boy... ]

Your family is here?

[fabling]

Huh? No... That was the name I gave her because she nagged me a lot.

[ What family, Akashi. ]

[glorifies]

I see. [ He almost sounds happy for Ouma. ] I would be happy if my mother were here.

[fabling]

[ He barely blinks. ]

Ah? Were you close?

[ What's that like Akashi....... ]

[glorifies]

I would like to think so. She was the one who cared for me the most, and in turn, the person I cared for the most.

[fabling]

Interesting. So Akashi-chan was a mama’s boy~ [ It’s obvious it’s a tease. ]